If tomorrow starts without me
An existential poem for Kayleigh Fraser’s challenge
“If tomorrow starts without me”
Is not a question.
The true question is,
“When that tomorrow comes?”
When I am no more
The earth will still stand
The flowers will bloom
Life will come to no end.
The rivers will run
When I am no more
The moon will still glow
Once sets down the sun.
The birds will still sing
While the animals roar
When I am no more
When I am no thing.
The squirrel will stash
And the eagle will soar
When I burn into ash
When I am no more.
I am only a speck,
just stardust in all things
The Universe couldn’t care less for my feelings.
P.S. This is a revised version of my earlier poem, my first ever attempt at (somewhat) rhyming poetry, for Kayleigh’s challenge below. The magnolia painting is my own work in progress as well. I’d like to think that when it’s my time I’d float away on the bed of magnolia flowers.
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Lana V Lynx
Avid reader and occasional writer of satire and short fiction. For my own sanity and security, I write under a pen name. My books: Moscow Calling - 2017 and President & Psychiatrist
@lanalynx.bsky.social
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I love the melancholia and simplicity of this piece!! We're not mourning the coming dawn where we don't rise but accepting and ready to move on. The rhythm of your poem was satisfying and made for an easy read. Great work, Lana!
This is fantastic, Lana, and very thought-provoking. This reminds me of a scene from the movie “Sleepless in Seattle”. Tom Hanks’ character is dealing with the grief of losing his wife. When asked “what are you going to do?”, he responds, “I’m going to get out of bed every morning and breathe in and out.” The world keeps marching on, with or without us.
I do enjoy rhyme… well done. Impressive painting too✅.
Welcome to the poets corner of Vocal! ❤️🌟 well done and thank you so much for joining in!
I'm so happy you entered this into the challenge! 🥰🥰🥰
That last line, Lana. You'll be part of it so you can convince it to care!
I think the universe will care, at least some of it. Well done.
If one person remembers you, you will have left a mark and be remembered. Fear not, we all have a part to play, yet...can we all be famous and remembered? Lovely poem.
Well written. Though, perhaps there are at least parts of the Universe that will care!
nice poem Lana, we all approach that tomorrow, I was there once, and revived, nice job 😊😊
Beautiful poem and beautiful painting!
Thank you for sharing this, it's so much better than the one I've been mulling on!