Tomorrow will come

Posted in the dVerse open night. This is a circular poem which means the last word of the line rhymes with the first word of the next line, and so on until the last line which is a repeat of the first, and the poem has come full circle.

 

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Tomorrow will come,

drumbeat and cymbals clash,

flash open the sky,

dyed merciless white.

Flight of starlings chasing the night,

light pours,

soars the white gull,

full indifferent to our flutterings,

mutterings and pleading,

ceding only to the waves’ call.

Fall we must from our sleep,

weep tears of rage,

stage our temper tantrums for the crowd.

Loud crash the waves whatever our complaint,

faint the sirens’ call from the sea,

we make do, in happiness or sorrow;

tomorrow will come.

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

23 thoughts on “Tomorrow will come”

  1. This is my favorite section:
    “full indifferent to our flutterings,
    mutterings and pleading,
    ceding only to the waves’ call”

    1. I can’t find it on this listing, but there are circle and circular poems already, though circular in argument not form. If it is a new form I’ll call it a serpent’s tail, renders the idea better.

  2. So pleased to see you here at the Poets Pub, Jane! I love the form and the sentiment of your poem, and the way you have guided it back to the first line again. My favourite lines:

    ‘light pours,
    soars the white gull,
    full indifferent to our flutterings,
    mutterings and pleading,
    ceding only to the waves’ call.’
    and
    ‘Loud crash the waves whatever our complaint,
    faint the sirens’ call from the sea’.

    1. Thank you! I’m glad you like the poem. There are already circle and circular poems so I’m going to call this form serpent’s tail. I’m glad to have found this place, Kim, so supportive 🙂

  3. Loud crash the waves whatever our complaint,
    faint the sirens’ call from the sea,
    we make do, in happiness or sorrow;
    tomorrow will come.

    Beautiful!!!❤️

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