Yesterday
Now gone the tainted smell left by yesterday
makes today free to move on.
Scent at this end of morning smothers regret
in bright gleams of sorry.
Last night can remain asleep.
Bruised after we gave it a beating, dark-time
caved in to crazy un-reason.
Right now is behaving but is still a bit bleak.
Dawn broke all records for tearful awareness
when we regretful awoke.
The fire's smoke abated when not stoked for
pity's sake and today is preparing
for prettier moments.
Already replacement net curtains have fallen
over our yesterday-face.
The black and blue words we threw at each
other have faded to pale.
New brooms sweep the cleaner say sages
if used as intended.
Unspoken offence while making whoopee
leaves bad feelings as after effects.
Tainted emotion, kept inside, never does
turn out very well
but now dying that yesterday-smell
rains reasons to freshen love's fragrance.
Are we though ready ?
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
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Good write Fay.
Your first line made me laugh out loud - a smelly yesterday indeed!
Well it's all there, the horrible mixed up feelings of upset, anger, worry, wondering what ifs and maybes.
'Are we though ready' is a wonderful concluding line for it makes your reader re evaluate all their thought gathered whilst reading.
I sense a quite different style from you in this piece. Maybe it's the first person stance, I'm unsure, but i cant put my finger on it.
Mind you who am i to mention style, my style is a hotch potch of however i'm feeling if i managed to keep my breakfast down.
Hi Fay.
A different poem from you and I like it.
Mind you I haven't been on for a couple of years but will be more regular from now on.
Phil
Oooo I really like this one Fay! I can smell that clean air after the rain and the emotional cleansing as well............ very sharp picture in my mind.
We've all experienced those smelly yesterday's
And wish they would stay there
But today is another day
Let's see what we have here.
And yes, are we ready though.
Nicely done Fay
Oh the smell of fresh rain - great read.
Thanks for sharing FAY : Nice picture and MANTRA ! The scent of YESTERDAY can leave a biiter / sweet taste in ones nostrils. Life is never just black or just white : it is always 50 shades of grey ! I (ANGELA) can recall over 30 years of yesterdays GOOD & BAD ! Sometimes I wish I could forget them ALL (Except BRIAN !) ; and wake up to a brand-new world !
Blessings & Joy & Love
Your poetic friends ANGELA & BRIAN 🧡🧡🧡🧡
Good write Fay, the rain can wash away the ills that are out there so bring a new dawn to a wonderful new day.
Wow....
there is a certain special something that one tends to experience after it has rained... and you have captured that so well here amongst of course , so many other things.... Neville
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