Tuesday Poem

Tuesday poem

-William Hay (Feb.7,2012)

I longed for a song to open Tuesday

With more than a thought of a half price movie

Something to spring me from bed

And turn my head to prayer and life

But Cat Stevens said Tuesday was Dead

Tray Anastasia only talked of Tuesday evening

Rolling Stones did well to give us Ruby

No doubt by now a beautiful grandmother

No one would admit

That Tuesday was an orphan

Except George Castanza on Seinfeld

Claiming Tuesday had no feeling.

Tuesday lost somehow in the week

Of days with more significant meaning

Yet chosen incongruously often for

Presidential elections

Opening  before the hump

This little lost waif of a day

After Monday the only passage to Wednesday

Without there be dragons

Thank God for Tuesdays with Moray

Not a song but a book at least

That could elevate this otherwise

Potentially muddled little day.

The Pogues and Cowboy Junkies

Had their way with you

As did Metallica

But still you hung in there

I love you, Tuesday.