A POCKETFUL OF YESTERDAYS ***, RHYMING VERSE Options

[Maureen]

A POCKETFUL OF YESTERDAYS
Maureen Clifford © The Scribbly Bark Poet


She had a pocketful of yesterdays, a cache of broken dreams
and had now hit rock bottom – life not always as it seems.
Some said she should try harder, measure up, give it away.
but ‘twas her infrequent challenge and she still wanted to play.
The problem was, the one she loved had gone away.

People said ‘come to your senses for an ill wind blows no good’
If it was that bloody easy don’t they think she really would?
But how can you simply cast aside a big piece of your heart?
How can you toss a lifetime out and just make a new start
without a fight? She wasn’t giving it away.

Oh she knew there were no guarantees. Life is subject to change.
She wasn’t a young airhead and age had not her deranged.
There was no excuse for what he did – surely this he could see.
Was his searching for perfection and the yearning to be free
a mid life crisis or a loss of memory?

They both used to joke about forgetfulness not long ago
‘Tie a knot in it’ they’d giggle ‘that way nothing will just go’
But the laughter now had disappeared ‘twas as good as it gets.
She visits every other day but never once forgets
about her pocketful of yesterdays and dreams.

[Thoth]

Hello Mau,

Hope all is well with you and you're handling the heat over there.

I liked this piece a lot but stumbled each time on that 5th line. There is a way to read it where the metre works out ok but it does not come naturally to me.

My only real nit is that the story seemed vague. I'm unsure who "HE" is in S3. Perhaps the ex or the new lover and what was it he did that was so bad? Also, who does she visit now?

Left me kinda puzzled and wondering if I missed something. (At my age that's more than likely)

The metre is fav of mine, actually not a heptameter but rather Paeonic tetrameter (one stressed in four) which is great for story telling since it contains double the syllables of iambic tet.

Well done and thanks for sharing, makes me want to hatch a piece using that catchy rhythm.

Hugz

Wal

[Maureen]

G'day Wally - thanks for reading and commenting Mate I appreciate that. All well here, and hope you and yours are doing well.

I guess this poem hasn't worked as well as I hoped

The he is the husband who became very picky craving a perfect woman and who left his wife - mid life crisis but then it was discovered he had alzheimers and the agression and behaviour was a result of that and he ended up institutionalized with his wife her visiting every other day.

Glad you liked the rhyming scheme - something different for me. Not sure what to do about the fifth line - I'll think on it.

Cheers


Maureen