Day 39, Friday 25th May 2018. Playing catch-up again. I wrote this poem this morning at Tubby's Tyres near East Grinstead, whilst waiting to have all four tyres on my Nissan replaced. They were incredibly busy so I had to wait a while and I used the time to jot down it down. By an amazing coincidence there were several other blokes there waiting as well and they were all writing poetry!
All right, so I was only joking about that last bit but wouldn't it have been cool if it were true!
Tubby's Tyres are excellent by the way. I bet they never expected to get a mention in the preamble to a poem!
It is fitting that my effort be accompanied today by a beautiful little poem by John Charles Buckley.
Neither of the following poems have anything to do with tyres, except perhaps obliquely.
The Flip Side of Life
by Steve CookCelebrate the darkness of the night
For in that dark a myriad galaxies unwind.
Rejoice at dusk and the dying of the light
For out of it shall we dawn's brightness find.
Praise the fading bars of expended song
That proffer inspiration for new verse,
Some new cadence or rhythm strong
Born from the discord of fate's reverse.
Be reassured the door of birth's flung open
When e'er the road of life snaps shut,
For each step missed, ten more are taken
And motion's freer when broken from each rut.
Beyond old age new childhood waits
On the flip side of death's gate,
As we from broken shards new vessels make,
New sagas write on life's fresh slate.
Look not behind you, for ahead lies time,
The latent infinity of future
In which there's naught that can't inspire a rhyme
And there's no such thing as "never".
The Dawn of a New Day
Through the mist in morning pink
A shaft of light falls on strings of silk
The sounds of harmony strum across the dew
A bird of paradise sees life anew.
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