Yesterday Callin

Just looking at the passage of time.

little boy's dreams

how do they run

baseball and Christmas

and silver space guns

sunshine and mudpies

but oh, how the time flys

ah,but it's easy

life's so easy...he smiles

 

then comes a young boy

whose life has begun

hey, look at me

ain't I someone

first love and phone calls

but oh, how the time crawls

cuz, it ain't easy...life ain't easy

he sighs

 

I been dancin with a memory

of a time I once knew

when the street light...was moon light

and my plan was all new

soft rain fallin ... yesterday callin

say it's easy... say it's easy...he sighs

 

then comes a young man

who works for his play

and the memories of playgrounds

slowly flitter away

hard knocks ... time clocks

got a front door... with a few locks

cuz, it ain't easy ... life ain't easy

he sighs

 

 now, comes an old man

whose race has been run

and he, like the child

knows the warmth of the sun

look...see him prayin

listen ... to him sayin

god, it's easy

life's so easy

he cries

 

he's been dancin to the memory

of that time he once knew

when the street light.. was moon light

and his plan was all new

soft rain fallin ... yesterday callin

say it's easy ... so damn easy

he cries...

Reviews

[bluessadmood]

i think this is the silly journey of life ,child still a child will find it easy ,some more years when life hits hard,then its never easy ,then comes old age ,where not much is left,then its also easy for as fate is nearing nothing matters anymore,so it could not be easier,no need for fight,just let go,what is this do i have to be reminded always how silly life is,just a sequence of events till the end which is not far ,great write rain

[Aspiring Angel]

Brilliant to describe your work is a word most fitting. I am working my way through you titles. Each one I open gives me another look into someone who has lived a hard road and yet continues the journey in faith that the road ahead holds much in store. You are not afraid to put you whole self out for everyone to realize that someone besides themselves can cry, can hurt, can regret, but can still find themselves giving and loving. You have a great day sweetie.

Hugs,
Lesa

[Silent Kim aka mizmetap..]

Life's journey, how easy it looks until we begin to live. Nice write as usual. Clear and thought provoking words. Hummmm!

[John Stussy]

Life's got a funny way of seeming easy and hard at differnet times hehe. Right now, where I'm at, it's looking easy but goign to be hard in a bit, gotta work and get to school so I can have a career. Going to do it though, since it's all worth it. In the end I'll be able to look back and reflect on those times in the soft falling rain, recalling the moonlight of the street light. Someday I hope I'll look back to yesterday calling to me, and I want to be happy with the life I have. :) Thanks Ray for sharing this poem with all of us.

[Judy M Cox-Rouse]

I love this as if it was right now. I'm so happy to have read this. I'm going to yesterday this weekend. Back where I grew up. Where you grew up. Leaving tomorrow night. Smiles... I'll be there before the DAWN...
This is sunshine in my heart, the words are brillant.

[TL Boehm]

oh this is brilliant writing, Rain. I can't even articulate the rush of emotions that flood my heart as I read this. Well done.

[Twilight Dancer]

Wonderful and poignant write, Rain! It echoes my thoughts as I progress thru life and the life stage that I presently occupy. It also brings to mind the sayings of my parents, when I was younger - "These are the simplest times of your life - enjoy them. When you are older, you will understand what we are trying to tell you." ... and now I do understand. Thank you for a lovely, memory-filled write! ... TD/Rebekah :)

[emmajoy]

Wonderful!

Every time I read one of your poems, I think it's the best so far, then I read another and...

This is extraordinarily formatted, love the way you've set it... as to the words, they'd surely touch a snowman and melt him.

' he's been dancin to the memory of that time he once knew when the street light.. was moon light and his plan was all newsoft rain fallin ... yesterday callins ay it's easy ... so damn easy he cries... ' The move from one period in life to another and the melding of experiences and feelings into old age.

Thank you, thank you, again.

[Deborah Leah Krempa]

Beautifully penned. A wonderful description of a man reflecting upon his life. A joyful read. Thank you for sharing. Debileah

[shel]

definitely reads like lyrics..great rhythm throughout, and i like this part a lot:
hard knocks ... time clocks
got a front door... with a few locks

and comparing street light to moonlight makes so much sense, everything is always more romantic, grander in scale, in hindsight. reminds me so much of the stories my dad tells me about his childhood, of when the kids would play stickball in the street, well into the evening.

[April Child]

This read like a lyric to me. It's life, how it twists and turns through excitement and adventure to fear and pain and struggle. Well captured. Would make a great song, catchy...

he's been dancin to the memory
of that time he once knew
when the street light.. was moon light
and his plan was all new
soft rain fallin ... yesterday callin
say it's easy ... so damn easy
he cries...