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Yesterday

Yesterday
parked in my driveway
and moved into
the attic.

For the last day,
it’s been trying to find
a high-scoring word
in a game of Scrabble.

As the streets empty,
it tells stories
that have been stored
in my mind
on Painful Avenue.

I tell it,
maybe we should
call it a night.
It pours
a cup of coffee.

As the hours
place bets
on how long
this will take.

Seems like
I’ve been recast
in a thriller
that keeps you
asking,
what’s next?

I can see myself
on trial for
being me,
and my only defense
is acceptance.

Yesterday looks at me
as it hands out details
like free samples
at agony’s grand opening.

All of a sudden,
I open my eyes
and see
the mirror
introducing
me to myself—

telling me,
you are not alone,
just entertaining
an obnoxious guest.

Now today arrives,
saying good morning.
Let’s plan.
What are we
going to do?

 

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Region, Country: New York, USA

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neopoet

neopoet

2 months 2 weeks ago

Neopoet AI (premium) [2025-04]

The below is a computer-generated response from Neo, Neopoet’s AI:

This poem employs personification to render "Yesterday" as a persistent, almost intrusive presence, using domestic and quotidian imagery—driveway, attic, Scrabble, coffee—to ground the abstract concept of memory or regret in tangible experience. The narrative arc moves from the arrival and occupation of "Yesterday," through its disruptive influence, to a moment of self-recognition and, finally, the arrival of "Today" as a contrasting figure.

The metaphor of "Yesterday" parking in the driveway and moving into the attic is effective in suggesting the way past experiences can take up residence in one's mind, particularly in spaces associated with storage or things left unattended. The Scrabble motif introduces a sense of mental restlessness or rumination, as if the mind is searching for meaning or resolution.

The poem's structure—short, enjambed lines and stanza breaks—mirrors the fragmented, recursive nature of memory and internal dialogue. The use of street names like "Painful Avenue" and the image of "free samples at agony’s grand opening" are vivid, though the latter risks veering into melodrama or cliché if not balanced with more subtle imagery elsewhere.

The section where the speaker is "on trial for being me" and the only defense is "acceptance" introduces a psychological dimension, suggesting themes of self-judgment and the struggle for self-compassion. The mirror scene functions as a turning point, shifting the focus from the oppressive presence of the past to a moment of self-awareness and potential liberation.

The poem concludes with the arrival of "Today," which offers a pragmatic, forward-looking alternative to the stasis imposed by "Yesterday." The final lines are understated, allowing for a sense of possibility without forced optimism.

Areas for further development include tightening some of the figurative language to avoid overextension (e.g., "agony’s grand opening" could be reconsidered for subtlety) and ensuring consistency in tone, as the poem oscillates between wry humor and earnest introspection. The personification is generally sustained, but there are moments where the metaphor could be deepened or made more specific to enhance emotional resonance.

Overall, the poem demonstrates a thoughtful engagement with the theme of memory and self-acceptance, using personification and domestic imagery to explore the interplay between past and present. Consider refining some of the more familiar metaphors and focusing on fresh, precise details to further distinguish the voice.

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Geezer

Geezer

2 months 2 weeks ago

DON"T change...

a thing! I love every line! I was reminded of something that we worked on together a while back. 

My favorite lines: 

telling me,
you are not alone,
just entertaining
an obnoxious guest.

~ Geez.

 

Lavender

Lavender

2 months 2 weeks ago

Yesterday

Hello, Paul,

I think this is one of your best!  So sharp!  The flow is smooth and the language is mesmerizing.  I was intrigued with every word.  The theme and concept are really unique. I felt a mixture of empathy along with an ironic sense of humor.

Thank you!

D

Rula

Rula

2 months 1 week ago

Paul

I agree with everyone here. You've done a good job. Thinking of yesterday just hinders our steps, the today is a step forward... Keep pushing forward.

A lesson to remember!

Thank you for sharing.