Epitome Of Yesterday's Tomorrow Poem by Bonnie Collins
Epitome Of Yesterday's Tomorrow
Where my love have all the years gone
Looking back into my chest of forbidden
fruits of yesterdays harvest, I see the golden
hills filled with so many promices of years
gone with expired dreams of exucution
Wondering how many many times after
each and every busy day, attendng each
and every detail in my life, reasuring each
is tucked in and placed in its own world,
I still maintain the private moments held
inside the walls of my silent heart
Its ok, to be happy, to love, to lust, and
to mostly be content with todays fortune
But nowhere did anyone say that yesterdays
dreams should be forgotten and cremated
into a slient well of forbidden moments of life
Well knowing this, well accecpting this, as
I know only too well, you have done, from
afar, we see and feel the moments that
once were the epitome of yesterdays tomorrow....
A lovely title that draws you into a most poignant poem. Well done Bonnie. Best wishes, Andrew
I like this playing with Time. The poem could have inspired even Einstein to expand his Theory for Time. Indeed, dear, Bonnie, you feel the moments that once were the epitome of yesterdays tomorrow. I give it a 9++. Thanks for sharing Joseph Josephides - Member of the International Society of Poets (ISP) Intern.Library of Poetry awarded
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I would like to translate this poem
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4/26/2024 12:30:23 AM # 1.0.0.1119
You have captured really stunning lines.