Like There's No Tomorrow (poetry monthly)

Cherry

By Bee

Thu, 14 Jan 2016
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13 comments
 

He glares at stars, and barely 

rests a head

for fear he'll skip a beat; 

a breath - 

one followed by another, 

out the bleakened window,



where he waits, afraid 

he'll close 

into the dark, then fall 

too far, too deep

unconscious 

into no tomorrow.



But while awake;

so often not abed, 

he only frets until... well, 

they say it never -

but it comes sometimes, 

and then 

again, it doesn't, 

unlike sorrow 



that he witnesses

from where he sits 

and watches us - 

the man in the moon.

 

Certificate U
Poem
Surreal

Comments

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

I enjoyed reading your poem Bee.

Very thoughtful.

Jenny. smiley

 

Submitted by Bee on

Glad you did. Thanks Jenny.

x

Bee

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Is he asleep at new moon then, when he has no sunshine? I get very confused at models of the sun, moon and earth! Rhiannon

 

Submitted by Bee on

I'm confused about everything, Rhiannon. 

x

Bee

Submitted by Ed Crane on

I am not sure if this is the subject matter, but it would fit well.

The line I really like is: out the bleakened window,

It perfectly describes the view from my window when I wake up on a miserable heavily overcast winter's day. "I wish I'd have thought of that expression!"

 

Submitted by Bee on

Glad you liked that, Ed. What a nice comment.

x

Bee

Submitted by VeraClark on

I love this. The skewed perspective really makes you think. Very well crafted.

 

Submitted by Bee on

Pleased you liked, Vera. I actually thought about it and am chuffed you thought it well crafted.

smiley

Bee

Submitted by Bee on

Thank you for the cherries!

Bee

Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on

Back in the day, I had a Horlick's 'Man in the Moon' mug.  Thanks for sparking that precious memory, Bee, and as for the specifics, ie. your poem, poetry is all about perspective, and this is what makes your little gem utterly shinesmiley

Tina

 

Submitted by Bee on

Tina, what a lovely thing to say. If I managed to spark a special memory, that makes my doodling worthwhile. And you've made me smile, so thank you. 

Bee

Submitted by jeand on

Hi Bee

Poor man in the moon. He got quite a big outing during the Christmas ads, and that seemed to cheer him up a bit. I enjoyed your poem.

Jean

Jean Day

Submitted by Bee on

Haha! I liked those ads. Thanks Jean.

Bee