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Tomorrow's Ache
by Kate Demeree
Watching the flickering
Light trace the outline
Of your rugged face
The amber glow
On sun bronzed skin
I long to touch you again
To settle into your loving embrace
All we have is tonight
Tomorrow I will once again
Stuff the worn and unworn
Into a small green bag
Pack the van, drive away from the man
The home I live in
Only on the weekend
Each glimpse, every precious moment
Hallowed treasure without measure
It keeps my eyes bright and heart light
Inside I fight to hold the thought
We have tonight
Let not tomorrows ache begin
not yet
To soon will the sunrise 05/31/2006 Posted on 05/31/2006
Copyright © 2025 Kate Demeree
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 05/31/06 at 01:56 PM Beautiful! |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 05/31/06 at 02:17 PM One almost wishes tonight would last forever after readings this. I especially like these two lines in the closing stanza: Each glimpse, every precious moment Hallowed treasure without measure
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| Posted by Maureen Glaude on 05/31/06 at 04:50 PM so lovely and enticing. It's like a nocturne, or aubade. |
| Posted by Ashok Sharda on 05/31/06 at 05:17 PM Well, life is here, eternally, and not in the projected moments and assumed situations. Beautiful. |
| Posted by Rula Shin on 06/01/06 at 06:47 PM Yes, when there is another personal and beautiful world to which we belong within the world we live, there is no ache tomorrow. We carry our HOME within us. Where we belong should be where we ARE. Beautiful poem that speaks of this peaceful private little world in no uncertain terms. |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 06/02/06 at 10:26 AM with words of wonder and power like these, think never to stop writing, Kate. all the inspiration in the world for you, plus a plentitude of pad and pen and a light to work by. |
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