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Friday, June 29, 2012

Of Things Phantom...



Tomorrow, tomorrow
Oh, tomorrow
You say
But darling, all I ever get
Is today
I’ve reached into midnight
But it is no use
Tomorrow is merely
A phantom excuse
For as surely as I lunge
At the hem of its frock
It is mist on my tongue
At twelve o’clock
And all that is left
Of its vapor hooray
Is the brand new repeat
Of another today

J~

Inspired by the title Tomorrow the Green Grass
On the prompt at IGWRT
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13 comments:

  1. SusanJune 29, 2012 at 1:12 AM

    "For as surely as I lunge
    At the hem of its frock
    It is mist on my tongue
    At twelve o’clock"

    How true! Reaching seems pointless! Great juggling with the todays.

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  2. MarianJune 29, 2012 at 7:37 AM

    oooh i love "vapor hoorays." and now i'm thinking about the downside of only getting todays. hmmm.

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  3. Kerry O'ConnorJune 29, 2012 at 8:16 AM

    This is a wonderful piece of poetry: self-contained and deeply layered. Fine thoughts within the original images.

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  4. Sherry Blue SkyJune 29, 2012 at 10:44 AM

    "but all I ever get is today"......oh so true. Love the leaping at the hem to the mist on the tongue.......this is a wonderful poem to read. One resonates with every line:)

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  5. Susie ClevengerJune 29, 2012 at 11:52 AM

    Oh that phantom our heart reaches for only to elude and make us live in the repetition of the same pain another day. Your poem is so moving..it puts into words what I have felt many times over the last year and a half.

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  6. FireblossomJune 29, 2012 at 12:30 PM

    ...and "I Got You Babe" on the clock radio?

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  7. HelenJune 29, 2012 at 1:26 PM

    ... "Oh, I believe in yesterday" is the lyric replaying in my mind that your poem inspired in me TODAY ...

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  8. HannahJune 29, 2012 at 4:24 PM

    Tomorrow is merely
    A phantom excuse
    For as surely as I lunge
    At the hem of its frock
    It is mist on my tongue
    At twelve o’clock


    Love this in its entirety but especially this portion is so smooth. Well written,Janet and so nice to see you around the garden!!

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  9. vivinfranceJune 30, 2012 at 2:20 AM

    I like this one even better than your first - this is new thinking.

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  10. Archna SharmaJune 30, 2012 at 9:46 AM

    I like this one a bit more, also. Feels like a dark walk. Promise as "a phantom excuse" is lovely and "mist on my tongue" as a tinge of hope, as I see it. Very nice! :)

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  11. EllaJune 30, 2012 at 10:42 PM

    YOU should be writing lyrics for music! WOW, this is beautiful and haunting~ I love both of yours

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  12. Janet MartinJuly 1, 2012 at 10:35 PM

    Your words are deeply appreciated, one and all! Thank-you.

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  13. MaryJuly 4, 2012 at 7:46 PM

    There really is no tomorrow, will be no tomorrow! Today, only today to be and live and love.

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I hope you enjoyed your pause on this porch and thank-you for your visit!