Passions in Prose |
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Yesterday |
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Rick Member Elite
since 2001-06-21
Posts 2903Victoria, Australia ![]() |
I’m sure you’ve felt it, The amazement of how quickly another year has gone All its yesterdays aimlessly drifting on the ocean of time Forever there marooned but for their memory When a child, the present day was all that mattered We would play till dark and run forever Those days have passed, but still their memories are mine Life goes on, reliant on the continuum of days and nights We awaken to a morning and sleep with a night Living a humdrum and predictable existence Each day of joy remembered But another yesterday takes its place, as another instance takes the joy Each minute, each hour, each day, our rival We may venture a night without sleep But yesterday and the new day will pass on bye Pass, as the minute and hour hands on the grandfather clock do With precision and flawless reliability Both present and past, meeting on the dimensional plain of time Yesterday, From yesterday we take our comparisons Our histories and our experiences If our minds were erased of those times and memories Yesterdays would not exist or have a meaning Each day goes quicker than the day before Is it the aging of our minds that distort time and its period length? Is someone taking mercy on us all, freeing our minds from torture? Making us think that years are moving quicker than they are Moving us closer and closer to our goals Yesterday oh yesterday, My childhood of growing Wondrous times which took forever to come Friends which now I hardly remember No responsibilities and a lunch-box filled with time They were the days, they were my yesterdays |
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Marilyn Member Elite
since 1999-09-26
Posts 2621Ontario, Canada |
I enjoyed your verse but this is the prose forum. You should consider consulting a mod. from this forum and have it moved to a poetry forum. ![]() Marilyn. |
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teenpoet Member
since 2001-10-17
Posts 280Michigan |
I don't exactly know anything about prose but I do know it's a good poem. I don't know if today is a good day, or if yesterday was, or if tomorrow will be, but I'd like to think so. |
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Lynda Member
since 2003-04-26
Posts 52Vic, Australia |
Hi Rick I have always had a sneaking suspicion that I was a writer of prose more than poetry...& now I am thinking you can do both....think about it.... Rick 'Each day of joy remembered"...."But another yesterday takes it's place" ain't life good?? love Lynda |
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