No Tomorrow

I promise you that

I am doing the best that I can,

and though some days,

they will last longer than others-- 

this day, with you, 

it went way too fast; 

 

standing on this roof 

fighting the four winds,

staring up at a nightly sky.

It was here, I dreamt-

of my own Hutterite mile.  

 

sit and listen, 

no one knew me 

and I designed this 

semblance of the badlands, 

as it breaks.  

But there’s still a little bit of your taste. 

 

I felt then like I was Falling, 

bright and early 

going nowhere 

and lay there looking up towards, 

the sun just now climbing over;

and all around me were familiar faces.  

 

I dreamt I was an architect 

quietly whispering, 

as the people run in circles, 

reminding him that if there-

was any point to believe in us.

It’s not hard to fall.

 

I felt a raindrop- 

land on my neck, 

and took a step back, 

turning, I looked up at a cloudless sky.  

Just a cheshire Moon,

hanging low, 

grinning, knowingly,

and I took a running start. 

Author's Note

I don't usually write poetry. I was sitting here listening to Pandora, and felt like writing- this was largely inspired by the different songs that came on.

Reviews

[Marie Harrison]

It's beautiful. I truely enjoyed! You should write poetry more often.