Tag: yesterday

Listening to Joan Baez

She sings a song,

and I begin to weep.

I want to though,

it’s what the music asks.

Takes me away,

on a journey,

somewhere deep in my mind,

where everything speaks

of being human,

learning to live

with that we have

and that we have not.

There’s something beautiful

in a voice,

a passionate breath,

telling stories,

minding her own tears,

talking about love,

about loss

about anything

makes a good song.

Listening to Joan Baez

in the twilight of a starless sky,

the gray of a winter’s night,

waiting for the next storm,

winds of change,

the ground is frozen,

waiting for the fall.

I listened to her voice,

made me want to cry,

everything I believed

seemed so simple

in that time,

a yesteryear,

when questions remained

always looking around,

hoping someone might

suggest an answer,

turn me on to a new path,

makes me wonder

if I might ever

find it again.

Yesterday

I went somewhere yesterday morning,

it wasn’t the most comfortable ride.

I found myself constantly yearning

to find some clear peace of mind.

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Seems I often wake to simple pain

always wanting to find a solution.

What is it I really wish to gain,

I ask myself a constant resolution.

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What happened in the rising sun

left me speechless and concerned.

A fear of life left me on the run

wishing my life be better discerned.

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I hope to channel today’s energy,

let go of yesterday’s bleak synergy.

Yesterday’s Sadness

I think about it today,

how many people told me

be patient

let the days go by,

let go of the pain

and know the future will settle

all the anxiety in my mind.

I remember believing it

would never go away,

the self doubt

the trepidation,

the agonizing fear.

Being alone again

wondering how to live,

when no one seemed to believe

there was any matter in my life.

I remember yesterday,

and today I feel able to breathe.

“I Read The News Today, Oh Boy” – John Lennon

lennon

He always did have a reason to speak, when his lyrics would wind our mind,

“Watching the wheels turn,” he seemed clearly in command of his time,

While we the listeners would be in a constant trance, a mellow sweet remind

How easily his lyrical mastery could make a dull afternoon be sublime.

 

Often the names and faces of humanity lose their certain authenticity

When this our society continues along a road so designed to fail.

We gather steam to criticize the Man, the friend, the neighbor; duplicity

Becomes an only nostalgic desire, when spinning  our arms flail.

 

Oh to hear it said by a pundit’s Machiavellian tongue, meant to misconstrue

We rest our mind to know we haven’t a need to hear it all, day, long.

Rather everyday a glance in the sky to recognize the world is only as true

As a remarkable miracle, allows our hypocritical lives to finally belong.

 

Yes, “it was 20 years ago today, Sergeant Peppers taught the band to play”

We all took in the moment, singing “all you need is love”- live life this way.

 

Yesterday’s Tomorrow

Last night

the skies opened with a fury

lightning strikes and thunder claps

quiet reminders, horrific tales

we all settle in to be comfortable

to learn to take for granted nature’s wrath.

Last night

she told me to earn today

forget about tomorrow

it hasn’t happened just yet she said

while we went about our day.

What happens when it really does occur?

Last night

my mind still reeled

its continuum of relentless anxiety

always measuring, surely asking

without ever really telling anyone

the truth about what this really means.

Last night

I recognized true accomplishment.

I savored the accolade,

I walked the walk

strolled, whispered, talked the talk

that so long seemed out of my reach.

At daybreak

I felt the same way

I had last night

so many evenings, years before

I haven’t found a solution

despite having recorded true success.

I suppose that yesterday’s tomorrow

always begins with the future in mind

silly mind

so surreal

Last night

tomorrow

Yesterday

Each moment

I am still the same today.