Slipping Away, back into yesterday;
big hair, big hearts, the dream then falls apart.
Slipping Away. Back into Yesterday.
regret and pain for love once lost in vain.
Slipping. A way back, into yesterday.
what dreams become shattered by morning sun.
Remember this, Today is where we find our bliss.
Prompted word was “Remember”
Requester was Julie Wasowski
Request method was Mass Mosaic and Facebook.
Author is Sean Prunka
No copyrights. This poem was released into the public domain by the author.
Author notes: Oof, this one is a bit sloppy. I was going for a pentameter with a blend of trochaic and iambic, but I think it fell apart a bit. and the final line is a hexameter.