by Belinda Munoz on May 6, 2011

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

The past is a guidepost, not a hitching post. ~L. Thomas Holdcroft

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{ 23 comments… read them below or add one }

1 [email protected] from a Peaceful Divorce May 6, 2011 at 4:01 am

Wow. Sometimes I don’t even know what to say. Very thought-provoking!


2 G-Man May 6, 2011 at 4:10 am

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


3 brian May 6, 2011 at 4:19 am

nice bit of word play today…some wicked flow and…put the guards on the wall, yesterday has no reason to be in today..


4 ayala May 6, 2011 at 4:22 am

Belinda, I love your words here .
Always thought provoking .
Happy Mother’s Day!


5 Tessa May 6, 2011 at 5:52 am

“the past is a guidepost, not a hitching post” – I LOVE that!!!!!!
lovely post, as always Belinda!
I hope you are well.


6 Jingle May 6, 2011 at 6:40 am

lovely 55,
well conveyed message/sentiments.

you rock.

how are you?
Happy Mother’s Day to Moms around you. Blessings..


7 Caroline May 6, 2011 at 7:26 am

“nothing crowds space like yesterday.” I LOVE that! I’m taking that with me. To think on, not to use your words!


8 Brook May 6, 2011 at 8:47 am

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.


9 Adrienne May 6, 2011 at 9:05 am

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!


10 Adrienne May 6, 2011 at 9:03 am

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.


11 Melissa May 6, 2011 at 10:51 am

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.)


12 Alice Audrey May 6, 2011 at 11:28 am

I love the lines “nothing crowds space like yesterday.”


13 Olivia May 6, 2011 at 12:04 pm

I liked the whimsical word- play in it!!
Totally Friday-ish.. :)

Hugs xox


14 Steve Isaak May 6, 2011 at 12:50 pm

Perfect, love this.


15 Jannie Funster May 6, 2011 at 2:36 pm

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!



16 Belinda May 6, 2011 at 3:04 pm

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


17 Mama Zen May 6, 2011 at 3:23 pm

This is excellent!


18 Shanae Branham May 6, 2011 at 3:53 pm

Your words are very intense. Nice piece. Not quite sure what it means?


19 Katherine May 6, 2011 at 8:54 pm

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.


20 Rudri Bhatt Patel @ Being Rudri May 6, 2011 at 10:11 pm

Deadlocked chase, nothing crowds space like

I absolutely adore this line.


21 Joanny May 6, 2011 at 10:12 pm

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.



22 Moondustwriter May 7, 2011 at 11:42 am

love you quote it resolves your 55 nicely

thanks for your visit and happy weekend



23 Mel Gallant May 9, 2011 at 5:21 pm

Belinda – your poetry is beautiful and tight – always a joy to read. :)


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