Today’s Daily Prompt brings a reminder to National Poetry Month: National Poetry Writing Month is nearly at at end. To celebrate it, try your hand at some verse.
So, here is a two-poem share (repeating the habit of yesterday’s post for the NaNo writing). The second poem’s inspired by: “Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever.” ~Hebrews 13.8.
Yet to Be…
Yet to be at the end, yet to get it right from the start.
Yet to speak to a dear friend, yet to open up a closed heart.
Yet to give up on the fight, yet to stop reaching towards the light.
Yet the talents of one, when combined with another –
That strength of gathering – ‘tis why we need each other.
To move forward, to stand upright
To share stories told, to keep what matters in sight.
This is what makes humanity precious
This is what makes the human spirit soar
For we are yet to be fully crushed –
The human spirit, God willing, will endure.
Yesterday
“Yesterday” is a song lamenting the past
“Yesterdays” a poem woeful of how fast
The days go by without a second-time around
Yesterday is lost, never to be found.
So why do we keep looking back
When the present, the now is at hand?
When the future is ahead of us,
When we see God’s glory, grand.
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I think it’s very hard to stop looking back – though necessary – because yesterday is familiar to us. It’s the warm blanket of memories. The future is full of unknowns, not a comfortable place for most. And the present? Wow. The here and now you have to stop and listen to, another skill mostly lost in our society. 🙂
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I love your poetry. You should be submitting it online. As for your suggestion to write verse, I’ve tried that. It’s really terrible. I confine myself to novels, short stories, and articles for The Old Schoolhouse Journal.
Hard to say why we look at our past mistakes, but we tend to wallow in them even as we try to move forward. Love the sentiments expressed in the Poem. Wish I could write the stuff.
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Wonderful it is. You have such a gift with words.
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