Book of poems written for the second and third years of the Promptly Poetry Challenge. |
| Tomorrow Time rushes on, always grasping for the morrow, believing the day will come and the past forever forgiven. Today steals the gift from our hands and tomorrow recedes, evasion triumphant and promise renewed. “If tomorrow were today, it would be yesterday.” * * From the album Ogden’s Nut Gone Flake by the Small Faces (RIP Steve Marriott). Line count: 8 (10 if you count the quote) Free verse For Promptly Poetry, Week 40 Prompt: Write a poem about tomorrow. |