the way others walk…

By John Blase | October 23, 2011 |

If today hadn’t come then obviously

yesterday would’ve been it, so to speak.

Had that been the case some would

wag and swear it all ended meager –

fence unmended, thank-you unwritten,

bill unpaid, corner untucked.

But there would be others,

those appreciative of horizons,

who’d empty their pockets of abundance –

crimson leaves from the maple in the yard,

pumpkin seeds dried and saved to roast,

coffee receipt scribbled with a poem’s first line,

wheat penny gleaned from a crack in the walk,

and fortune rent from yesterday’s cookie:

Tomorrow is coming.