Today’s Tomorrow (side A)...
Tomorrow’s Tomorrow (side B)…
Smashwords Edition
Copyright 2010 Spargo Postle
Discover other titles by Spargo Postle at Smashwords.com
Smashwords
Edition, Licence Notes
Thank you for downloading this free eBook.
You are welcome to share it with your friends. This book may be
reproduced, copied and distributed for non-commercial purposes,
provided the book remains in its complete original form. If you
enjoyed this book, please return to Smashwords.com to discover other
words by this author. Thank you for your support.
Today’s Tomorrow…
Today’s Tomorrow…
Today
is just an extension
of Yesterday
Today is just a forerunner
of
Tomorrow
isolation
loneliness
solitude
being
with myself
i
belong to so many
so many belong to me
yet i sit here on my
own
the words passing my lips
are for me
i
used to congregate with people
converse by mouth
shake
hands
hug and kiss
i used to feel the company of others
Now
i have 'friends' by the hundred
Now i pass opinion after
excremental opinion
Now i take criticism after cruel criticism
Now
i read
Now i am read
i
crave Yesterdays Tomorrow
all those i grew weary of
tedious
conversations
the smell and touch of beings
the anonymity of
the crowd
i crave my innocence
but
Today
is what Tomorrow will bring
Today is what i've always wanted
Today
fingertip's tap knowledge
Today i have 547 people who 'like' me
more lonely than i ever was
in a world of isolation
solitude in the internet
Tomorrows Tomorrow will bring...?
Tomorrow’s Tomorrow…
Today
is just an extension
of Yesterday
Today is just the
forerunner
of Tomorrow
in
the Today of Yesterday
i was who i was
in the Tomorrow of
Yesterday
i am who i want to be
finally
i am me
after decades of being him
the introvert guy
unheard
and unhearing
isolation
and solitude
consciousness and thought
knowledge and
understanding
conversations and learning
sat
alone in my mind
as i've always been
but read
reading all
the
film director
the retiree
the academic
the grandmother
baby-sitter
the poet who would talk to god
the dark angel of
literary genius
the guy who writes the blues
the schizophrenic
philosopher
the mechanic
the burger flipper
the
politician
the butcher
the baker
the candlestick maker
friends
never met
nor will they
but i read their words
their minds
lay naked before me
and
me
an equal
amongst equals
a soul awakened
in
Yesterday's Today
a handful of friends
in Yesterday's
Tomorrow
457 people 'like' me
when
i roam the world
they are there
only people in my
loneliness
and i with them
my
voice is Now mine
my opinion Now requested
my words Now
discussed
my imagination Now inspired
unexpected
in my youth
unrestricted knowledge
upon my fingertips
in
front of my eyes
passion
and lust
hate and pain
creation and destruction
love and
lover's
fountain
of information
river of desire
my want
my lake of warm
impermanence
yet
my mind
isolated as ever
impenetrable
remains alone
until Tomorrow's Tomorrow...?
Dear Reader,
Thank
you for reading Tomorrow
(A & B side)...
it is offered free of charge to you as a sample of the poetry of
Spargo
Postle.
This poem is written as a prelude to coming works. If you are lonely
or in some way at the edge of the lives around you always remember
that we are connected. We are not always easy to see, we are rarely
heard, we can be too insecure to speak of the thoughts that stumble
through our ever occupied minds, but we are here, we are united, we
are truly the solitary many.
Love
Ya, Spargo Postle... (spargo.postle@btinternet.com)