In a day
It will be alright
The shadows will
Touch the treetops
The tides will
Cast their broad nets
The stars blanket
The night sky
In a day
It will be alright
Nice little ditty here, Aaron.
Les
Aaron,
This poem expresses exactly how I feel this morning:
In a day
It will be alright
The shadows will
Touch the treetops ...
...but not today....but not today.
Good work,
Peter
Les, thanks for reading
Peter, it has been one day, and the world is still spinning. Hope it all worked out for ya.
cheers
aaron:
I like the feeling of hope expressed here.
Joe
Joe and Frost, thank you both for the comments.
Glad you liked it. Reading it again now, it seems quite cliche, at least the part about the stars blanketing the night sky. Thanks for bringing it up for me to reread!
Usually the things of LIGHT bring hope. In this poem it is the shadows and the stars which do. So it is the night that comforts, not the day. Interesting reversal...the image of the broad nets of the tides I like especially. Cf. Swinburne: "This woven raiment of nights and days, / were it once cast off and unwound from me..." ("The Triumph of Time"). ~ Cynara