The Flavor of the Day
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Haunts of Solitude
banking on tomorrow’s
promises
littered in the hard currency
of the lost
she holds out a cup
of today’s flavor of the
day
a down payment
on tomorrow’s dreams
and with interest accruing
she points out
that the flavor of the day
isn’t really so bad
a bit of burn
for the road
a heater in a gut
chilled
a bit of the hair of the
dog
to ease into the day
copyright/all rights reserved Audrey Howitt 2013
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ReplyDeleteThank you L
Delete"the flavor of the day
ReplyDeleteisn’t really so bad"... this part is what keeps me going in difficult moments... just life being life and everything changes...
No sometimes the flavor of the day is ok--
DeleteWhen we have to put a downpayment on those dreams, we really have to take what is given to us, day by day ~
ReplyDeleteThis poem gives me chills and reminds me a little of dancing with the devil. Very powerful little piece!
ReplyDeletehey whatever it takes to get through the day eh? good thing the flavor changes daily...some better than others...and at least she holds the cup out and knows it paves the way til tomorrow...smiles.
ReplyDeleteWe all put a downpayment on dreams, I think.....hoping they come true, hoping we can (in the end) pay the price. And yes, easing into the day is the way.....
ReplyDeleteDays when one has to lower standards and take what's on offer.
ReplyDeletea very powerful and thought-provoking verse Audrey..and truly poetic. just loved it. thanks for sharing wisdom.
ReplyDeleteSome days' flavours are more palatable than others - but we don't get to choose; we can only take what is served, one day at a time.
ReplyDeleteWow Audrey, great work. I love this piece. Sometimes it does sit like "a bit of burn".
ReplyDeleteThis is very thought-provoking, Audrey.
ReplyDelete"the flavor of the day
ReplyDeleteisn’t really so bad".. such a wise sentiment. Lovely capture.
Yes! You are so right Audrey. It is nice to get to know your voice.
ReplyDeleteCheers,
Delaina
The flavor of any day in which we see the sun rise really isn't so bad, is it? I like the way this can be read with many meanings, very thought-provoking.
ReplyDeleteAudrey, I absolutely love the way your play with words - so creative.
ReplyDeleteExcellent descriptions of the flavor of the day. I especially like that last two lines.
ReplyDeleteAudrey, the flavour of the day isn't always so bad, come what may we must continue. This is very deep on many levels.
ReplyDeletePamela
We do have to have hope..... This is a thought provoking, soul entrenching poem. It makes me think that even the most simple things in life can get us up in the morning. That cup of Jo.... The thought of a new day, New flavor, live life and feel it all
ReplyDeleteLove this...
nice...each day has its own flavor for sure...and this def. sounds like real life...cool images...love the dogs hair in the end..ha
ReplyDeleteBeautiful words Audrey. I see so many meanings in your words.
ReplyDeleteBeautifully deep words.
ReplyDeleteThere's a lot of layers to this. I can't decide if it's about settling, or not settling, or both or neither.
ReplyDelete..ah, we are forever in arrears...
ReplyDeleteIf we could only learn to always enjoy the flavor of the day...take each moment of happiness and appreciate while it is there in our hands.
ReplyDeleteLoved this Audrey. Got any credit???
ReplyDeleteSo forlorn! But can you blame the narrator? I am not sure if she offers something in her cup or collects something, if it is her who moves on or the passers-by who ease their guilt, but I hope I am not her. The hair of the dog may not be alcohol, but no one is promising anyone anything in this magnificent enigma of a poem!
ReplyDeleteThere are millions who would understand this poem quite well. There are millions more who should read it and find some compassion. Beautiful work, Audrey.
ReplyDeleteThis reminds me of the journey I decided to take: quit my job to stake out on my own - it's been a hard, but good journey and I'm loving it. :) Lovely poem.
ReplyDeleteOh my word, I LOVE that image. That looks like Chucky the slasher behind him. :)
ReplyDeleteI like your word play with "flavor of the day." Maybe it's coffee. Maybe it's alcohol. Maybe it's a woman. "Flavor of the month" is usually used when describing a man who goes through a lot of women. This poem speaks of taking in anything you can to simply help you endure and make it through tough circumstances.
For me, it's definitely coffee. And a lot more than one cup. :)
You capture well the way many people live for tomorrow rather than for the present day. Excellent imagery!
ReplyDeleteWonderful wordplay and imagery. I wonder if she is settling for status quo or making the best of cards dealt.
ReplyDeletehappy saturday audrey...hope you are having a great week!
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