Time travelling. Will be around sporadically.
today is not a day
for the dumps, for depression, or
for being an eccentric, excited fool.
today I feel calmly optimistic.
today I work from the book
of yesterday's dreams
and thoughts
I’ve carried quietly in my head.
today I will write a humorous sci-fi novel.
tomorrow, I shall see it published.
today I will apply to my dream university.
tomorrow, I shall walk there
with my mother’s blessing.
today I will carefully approach the gym.
tomorrow, I shall climb walls
and hang from possibility.
today I will submit a poem to be judged.
tomorrow, it becomes
a national phenomenon.
today I will ask a question.
tomorrow,
I shall be the woman answering it.
I’ll never know
unless I decide to try.
why leap toward death
when I can leap
toward possibility?
tomorrow I shall.
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A great poem making the point that tomorrow never comes. A lovely write
The poem is a story of self-motivation, of not falling into gloom or despair, to keep on fighting, for life itself is a battle.
You are time travelling. Just as some of us here. We travel across time, across continents, across worlds…. No wonder then that we are often misunderstood… But it is sufficient that we understand ourselves….
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