Today is Yesterday's Tomorrow

Open to interpretation...

 

 

 

 

 

Thick, impenetrable clouds obscure the frozen sky
Broken, black feathers descend on blustery winds
Shadows grow longer, kissing the earth with vengeance
Echoing dusk colored calls mark the beginning to an end.

Pounding hearts lost at sea, bleed mercilessly
Capsized in the onslaught of tormented waves
Sinking slowly, now peaceful in it’s watery grave.
Lament felt only by the sailor’s wife.

Tomorrow breeds a new fervor
Insistent on harvesting the seeds of the sun
Overpowering the sorrows of past deeds
Created and nurtured by the whims of our follies

Reviews

[An owl on the moon]

I felt a darkness hovering... sunset song... that feeling that hope is moving on into the winded world... And yet even here, in this devouring sea, there is a bright glimmer left in the tomorrow seeds of a distant sunrise.. So profound!

[Mauricio Montoya]

Today is a thin line between yesterday and tomorrow because both seem to linger when brought to thought ether to forget that which we can not change or hope to change for the better. your title left me to ponder the meaning of this piece and yes! poetry is always open to interpretation, so for me with age comes wisdom that you learn from your past in order to confront today's challenges, hopeful for a better tomorrow.
Excellent write.

[Tommy]

Or off to new beginnings, while those left behind mourn the fallen vessel it travels into the unknown. Is it a folly to rest in peace or grieve for the lost? My heart doesn't understand, because it feels lost at sea all the time.

This is plucked full of feel and imagery, The sun's seeds grow in the most dire of places, like delicate flowers growing amongst the weeds.
I could play off these words endlessly. lol.

Great Write, Truly!
RLG,
Tommy

[Poeticadia]

A dramatic internal landscape. A torment that heals and turns to the sun for new hope and release... if 'our follies' will allow us leave it behind.

Great imagery!

[Poetic Beauty]

This has some darker but beautiful imagery painted. the flow is easy to follow.

[SpokenWord]

What we do today will affect us tomorrow it is our choices that bring pain and suffering to ourself and to others. This poems shows the struggle of life and death and to me how tomorrow we continue on the same path as we were on yesterday without learning from our past mistakes. Great write.

[ice]

Not only is the sky frozen, but so is the earth, about 6 inches down, here in the land of the windchill factor..
Nice to read this, this morning Deni'
Perfect title, for this poem..and although the poem , on its surface seems to be about weather, and the way we struggle with it, my third eye sees that it is about human loss, and taking one day at a time.. though I might have a chunk of dirt in my minds eye, and it is not of that at all?

This poem was a joy to read, even if the topic is dark..I have learned to hug all emotions, dark or light..thanks for this embrace.