Tomorrow Never Comes
Sweet Mary (I would call her that.) Homeless, I fell in love61 total reviews
Comment from Ulla
Yeah, this was a wonderful poem and so bitter sweet. Yeah, we all think that tomorrow will be okay, and then we find out that it's sadly too late. I loved your poem. All the best. Ulla:)))
reply by the author on 18-Apr-2018
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Yeah, this was a wonderful poem and so bitter sweet. Yeah, we all think that tomorrow will be okay, and then we find out that it's sadly too late. I loved your poem. All the best. Ulla:)))
Comment Written 15-Apr-2018
reply by the author on 18-Apr-2018
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Hey Ulla... thanks for your sweet review. yours, diana
Comment from N.K. Wagner
The sin of omission is sometimes the hardest to reconcile, artasylum. An opportunitywas lost through procrastination. A very sad essay beautifully written. :) Nancy
reply by the author on 18-Apr-2018
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The sin of omission is sometimes the hardest to reconcile, artasylum. An opportunitywas lost through procrastination. A very sad essay beautifully written. :) Nancy
Comment Written 15-Apr-2018
reply by the author on 18-Apr-2018
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Say Hallelujah... i'm seeking to connect even if it seems difficult. yours, di
Comment from artisart4u
As they say, "never out off for tomorrow what you can do today."
This is a nice poem of concern for the people in need. Sometimes something out of the ordinary that you see, that is not as it should be, puzzles you until you find out how it happen or how it can be fixed.
I think people who lives in shelters have to go out and sale something, I am only guessing.
Good luck with your poems or stories of this kind.
reply by the author on 17-Apr-2018
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As they say, "never out off for tomorrow what you can do today."
This is a nice poem of concern for the people in need. Sometimes something out of the ordinary that you see, that is not as it should be, puzzles you until you find out how it happen or how it can be fixed.
I think people who lives in shelters have to go out and sale something, I am only guessing.
Good luck with your poems or stories of this kind.
Comment Written 15-Apr-2018
reply by the author on 17-Apr-2018
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Hi artist... thanks for you wonderful review and looking for to seeing you again... and big thanks for the stellar plus one review. yours, di
Comment from Janilou
Oh, dear. I was kind of hoping you did get the chance to stop and talk to her and buy her artwork. I want a picture of a unicorn too!
Your poem is a good reminder that we must not "assume" there will be time to do something tomorrow. You are so correct.
Perhaps she is in a care center now, staying warm and dry and well fed, still drawing and bringing happiness to those around her?
Perhaps she is in heaven and painting with the vivid colors and wonders of heaven, enjoying herself and at complete peace? My mother was an artist, and I once had a dream about her painting in heaven, but she didn't need pencils or brushes, because the sky was her canvas and all she had to do was move her arms and think about what she wanted to create and it was there, in the most vivid incredible colors.
I found no errors or edits needed.
All the best,
Jan
reply by the author on 17-Apr-2018
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Oh, dear. I was kind of hoping you did get the chance to stop and talk to her and buy her artwork. I want a picture of a unicorn too!
Your poem is a good reminder that we must not "assume" there will be time to do something tomorrow. You are so correct.
Perhaps she is in a care center now, staying warm and dry and well fed, still drawing and bringing happiness to those around her?
Perhaps she is in heaven and painting with the vivid colors and wonders of heaven, enjoying herself and at complete peace? My mother was an artist, and I once had a dream about her painting in heaven, but she didn't need pencils or brushes, because the sky was her canvas and all she had to do was move her arms and think about what she wanted to create and it was there, in the most vivid incredible colors.
I found no errors or edits needed.
All the best,
Jan
Comment Written 15-Apr-2018
reply by the author on 17-Apr-2018
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Janilou... all I know when I stop now and take time to connect with others... I feel much better. yours, di
Comment from Dorothy Farrell
Hi Art, we well written free verse done in a ruminating, thoughtful kind of way - an everyday passing of the artist's corner but no time to stop. The kind of situation one gets in to with the busy hectic life we lead. The protagonist leaves it too late and this is when the bombshell shatters her excitement - the woman has gone and we are left wondering, and perhaps thinking the worst. A good read - warm regards Dorothy x
reply by the author on 17-Apr-2018
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Hi Art, we well written free verse done in a ruminating, thoughtful kind of way - an everyday passing of the artist's corner but no time to stop. The kind of situation one gets in to with the busy hectic life we lead. The protagonist leaves it too late and this is when the bombshell shatters her excitement - the woman has gone and we are left wondering, and perhaps thinking the worst. A good read - warm regards Dorothy x
Comment Written 15-Apr-2018
reply by the author on 17-Apr-2018
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Hi Dorothy... She really made a permanent impact and i have tried to change my ways... can't say I'm 100% but at least 50/50... always a pleasure, di xo
Comment from Pantygynt
This is a well developed idea in free verse. Our apetite for a meeting between the poet and the unknown pavement artist is first whetted by description and the fact that the artist seems a permanent fixture on the poet's daily comnmute but her tardiness enhasnces our desire for a metting between them when all will be revealed. Finally time permits and tomorrow has come today and...
She is not there. What has happened we will never know, death, illness, we will never know because the opportunity has been missed. Once again tomorrow never comes.
reply by the author on 18-Apr-2018
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This is a well developed idea in free verse. Our apetite for a meeting between the poet and the unknown pavement artist is first whetted by description and the fact that the artist seems a permanent fixture on the poet's daily comnmute but her tardiness enhasnces our desire for a metting between them when all will be revealed. Finally time permits and tomorrow has come today and...
She is not there. What has happened we will never know, death, illness, we will never know because the opportunity has been missed. Once again tomorrow never comes.
Comment Written 15-Apr-2018
reply by the author on 18-Apr-2018
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Pantygynt... It is so kind of you to stop by to read and you lovely stellar review. yours, di
Comment from Pamusart
True story? Yes, it is sad how our work-a-day world makes us less human. We do not have time to care for others. Corporations have no soul. Small businesses may or may not. Thank you for sharing
reply by the author on 18-Apr-2018
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True story? Yes, it is sad how our work-a-day world makes us less human. We do not have time to care for others. Corporations have no soul. Small businesses may or may not. Thank you for sharing
Comment Written 15-Apr-2018
reply by the author on 18-Apr-2018
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Yes true story... and I agree we start to begin we are alone and like it that way... great and stellar review thanks, di
Comment from Brett Matthew West
Good tone used to tell this story of "Mary". How many times does a person regret not doing something, and then "tomorrow never comes" and it is too late? "Mary" appeared to be very resourceful with her pictures of unicorns.
reply by the author on 18-Apr-2018
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Good tone used to tell this story of "Mary". How many times does a person regret not doing something, and then "tomorrow never comes" and it is too late? "Mary" appeared to be very resourceful with her pictures of unicorns.
Comment Written 15-Apr-2018
reply by the author on 18-Apr-2018
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I regret and awful lot... but I think i have at least cut them in half by conscious action... thanks to much brett di
Comment from Alexander Vasa
Hey Artasylum, this looks like a budding shape poem as well as being cool verse. The story of the homeless lady brought to life with your verse. Where she lives and who she is, how you feel about her and then you bring us and yourself into the picture right at the end, where you challenge us to be more responsible. I hope that is right, that's what it said to me and poetry is very subjective, like appearance. Thanks for showing us another of your poems, which I found a pleasure to read and comment on, Ana.
reply by the author on 17-Apr-2018
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Hey Artasylum, this looks like a budding shape poem as well as being cool verse. The story of the homeless lady brought to life with your verse. Where she lives and who she is, how you feel about her and then you bring us and yourself into the picture right at the end, where you challenge us to be more responsible. I hope that is right, that's what it said to me and poetry is very subjective, like appearance. Thanks for showing us another of your poems, which I found a pleasure to read and comment on, Ana.
Comment Written 15-Apr-2018
reply by the author on 17-Apr-2018
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Hey Anastasia... I would love to try a shape poem but an tentative... My Sweet Mary was one of my life lessons... There is a challenge first I'm speaking out loud to myself and i'm asking others to join me. yours, di
Comment from Linda Engel
So true. We think about the moments when just a little kindness or gesture of faith might possibly have made a difference. Anticipating she would always be there so tomorrow you would stop. Now you wonder where she is. You are correct to feel "don't put off till tomorrow what you really should do today." Thank you for sharing your experience in a poem. Well expressed and presented.
reply by the author on 17-Apr-2018
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So true. We think about the moments when just a little kindness or gesture of faith might possibly have made a difference. Anticipating she would always be there so tomorrow you would stop. Now you wonder where she is. You are correct to feel "don't put off till tomorrow what you really should do today." Thank you for sharing your experience in a poem. Well expressed and presented.
Comment Written 15-Apr-2018
reply by the author on 17-Apr-2018
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Hi Linda Engel... It was a life lesson to me and I made it a learning moment to connect as much with many others... thanks kiddo. yours, di
