Lethargy pushed the uphill route aside,
Digging into endless
reserves took its toll.
Too often night watch met
dawn’s arrival,
Yesterday’s promise always
devoured today.
One hundred paces never
kept regular time,
Slippage and side roads waylaid good intentions.
The beaten track frequently
diverted off-course,
Hurdles and obstacles test
a slouching timidness.
The optimum moment just arrives
unannounced,
Screeching to a hurried
stop and resting place.
An enforced interlude
interrupts panicked routine,
Stepping back to breathe and
exhale more easily.
Gathering thoughts into a realistic
working fashion,
Energy synchronises time’s
more placid movements.
Too often the directional pull to all four corners calls,
©Copyright Eileen T O’Neill 17/11/2013
Too often the directional pull to all four corners calls,
Carefully sense and feel
the most applicable response.
©Copyright Eileen T O’Neill 17/11/2013
Sometimes it seems life is a bit overwhelming when so many things are tugging at us!! I like "Yesterday's promise devoured today." So often today goes, and one doesn't know exactly where it went. And, as far as the last two lines, it is hard to make a decision what to do amidst such a directional pull, but somehow one has to make a a decision! Good to see you here, Eileen.
ReplyDeletesmiles...i feel you...just coming back from a weekend away with the wife...where i just left behind everything else that was tugging...i will worry about it on monday you know....life is too short to be so stressed....
ReplyDeleteI have been struggling with a long list of must-do things over the weekend so I know exactly how you feel Eileen. Sometimes it is indeed necessary to step "back to breathe". Very powerfully expressed!
ReplyDeleteI often find myself reminding me to remember to breathe...your poem felt a bit like that...and really liked that line about how yesterday's promise devoured today,
ReplyDeleteElizabeth
yes timely interlude is a must.....i sometimes wonder what are we running around after....thank God for those forced breathing moments...
ReplyDeletevery nicely done.....
This is such a wonderful write, Eileen...and right, too. Those moments when we're completely in them, when everything else slides away, are so rare and infrequent that it makes them even more special and ever more important.
ReplyDeleteAn enforced interlude interrupts panicked routine,
ReplyDeleteStepping back to breathe and exhale more easily.
Often been said that an interlude is refreshing, even if it is enforced. It provides a break so that what comes after are better. Great observation Eileen!
Hank
You create some beautiful imagery with your words, Eileen. Thank you!! :-)
ReplyDeleteDon't we have some tugs, but an escape is in order for everyone at sometime or another. Hope you find your diversion to be quite uplifting.
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