Evening comes too soon Never enough hours in the day Tomorrow, I take time to tell Hurry, run, leave this place Under the bridge to save time Staying would bring disaster to all In times of troubles Amen, a good way to go Saying a prayer Mum said, make your own blessings… ©AnitaDawes2022
Colleen’s Weekly Poetry Challenge…
Thursdays Acrostic Poem…
Macro Monday… Optimism?
Starting the week the way we mean to go on…
We have shoved all my doubt and uncertainty into a bag and hidden it behind the settee.
The sun will shine every day and the only thoughts in our heads will be good ones.
By the end of the week, we hope to feel more like our younger selves, all guns blazing and our confidence shining like beacons…
Culminating in a long-awaited family day out on Friday to visit some interesting ruins.
Having said all that, just watch out if someone (or something) tries to ruin our week!
Yesterday, Today, Tomorrow…
Yesterday my life felt as though it was hanging on a hair. What could go wrong, did. I couldn’t think straight, I dropped things, walked into doorways.
One of those days when I should have stayed in bed. Mind you, I probably would have fallen out of that. Thank God yesterday is over.
I have the bull by the horns, or so I think. I start by tidying up, do the washing while the drying is good, then read a good book before trying to write a bit. So far so good, the washing is on the line, kettle on, coffee made. I do my best thinking while reading a good book.
Let tomorrow take care of itself. But we don’t. We try to lasso it into place. Make it what we want it to be. It rarely turns out to plan and we can thank the cosmos for that, then fate steps in. The future is already out there, how else could we walk into it? Nowadays I don’t plan ahead too much. I let the cosmos surprise me…
The Edge of Tomorrow… #Poetry