Sun-glossed palm fronds no parasol-wearing drink
can keep from bearing brittle browning
Glory days — daze of lingering glow –
blurring name and face, stealing grace
Jade and grey, far and away
springing back, sneak attack upon today
Operation in action; smooth, stealth infiltration
glides like appetite on buttered confection
Deadlocked chase, nothing crowds space like
yesterday.
The past is a guidepost, not a hitching post. ~L. Thomas Holdcroft
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Wow. Sometimes I don’t even know what to say. Very thought-provoking!
Yes…And all our troubles seemed so far away.
And quite often The Past does spring back to haunt you.
Loved your 55 Belinda.
Thanks for playing, Happy Mothers Day, and have a Kick Ass Week-End
nice bit of word play today…some wicked flow and…put the guards on the wall, yesterday has no reason to be in today..
Belinda, I love your words here .
Always thought provoking .
Happy Mother’s Day!
“the past is a guidepost, not a hitching post” – I LOVE that!!!!!!
lovely post, as always Belinda!
I hope you are well.
xo
lovely 55,
well conveyed message/sentiments.
you rock.
how are you?
Happy Mother’s Day to Moms around you. Blessings..
“nothing crowds space like yesterday.” I LOVE that! I’m taking that with me. To think on, not to use your words!
I love this. You have captured the feeling of the past creeping in to haunt our todays with some particularly wonderful imagery.
Perhaps if we give the yesterdays a little time and space of their own they won’t be so pushy.
I love that thougth ~ to give the past a little time and space of its own. I just tend to push right back at it to try and keep it “down”… we all know that doesn’t work!
There are those moments, when the past gets us, and we sooooo didn’t even see it lurking ~ Not sure I’ve ever seen anything written that describes that sneak attack. I don’t like those sneak attacks! This is piercing.
Guideposts not hitching posts–love that quote.
Yesterday will crowd as we allow.
Even sneak attacks can be parried.
(I tell myself. full of hope.)
I love the lines “nothing crowds space like yesterday.”
I liked the whimsical word- play in it!!
Totally Friday-ish..
Hugs xox
Perfect, love this.
Is this about tanning as a teen?
Watching tides?
About the futility of war?
I’ve no idea, but it sure made me think of varied things, eh?
Nicely evocative!
xoxo
I love what it made you think of, Jannie. It can be about tanning and watching tides as a teen while pondering the futility of war. If it resonates in any way, then they’re no longer just a jumble of words (and that makes me happy!). xoxo
This is excellent!
Your words are very intense. Nice piece. Not quite sure what it means?
Great use of internal rhyming here.
“The past is a guidepost, not a hitching post. ~L. Thomas Holdcroft”
I love this quote too! Nice way to end your poem.
Deadlocked chase, nothing crowds space like
yesterday.
I absolutely adore this line.
It is very difficult to live in the moment- we carry our past with us, and so true it crowds the present preventing us from fully living in it. Wonderful lyrical poem , I like Jannie take on it, because it is all those things the good the bad, everything.. Lovely ff 55 , — just plain lovely.
joanny
love you quote it resolves your 55 nicely
thanks for your visit and happy weekend
moonie
Belinda – your poetry is beautiful and tight – always a joy to read.