Monday, 11 October 2010

Porous

I brush off the past as soon as it lands
a quick sweep of the hand,
a sharp flick of the wrist
and it has gone.
I don't let it settle, I don't give it time
I keep my eyes turned forward
I don't look back.

It is only later
in the quiet times
that I realise
that it has been
seeping unnoticed
in through
my skin.

- Susannah Bec 2010

29 comments:

Deborah said...

'in the quiet times ... seeping unnoticed' so true, and so very well written.

Mary said...

I like the ideas in this poem! Well crafted.

senderupwords said...

Nice wordplay here. Love and Light, Sender

Sherry Blue Sky said...

Oh wow, this is really good, such a true message. And the title is perfection. Good one, Susannah!

Carrie Burtt said...

Such truth here Susannah...i can truly relate to this poem. :-)

dasuntoucha said...

The past does tend to seep in and sneak up on one without notice doesn't it? Your words are most definitely felt.

Eileen T O'Neill ..... said...

Susannah,
I liked the title and the thoughts within your poem. I am always looking back!

Best wishes, Eileen

inspiredleo80 said...

i loved reading this one susannah! your words felt so true and relatable.

Susannah said...

Thanks everyone for taking the time to read and comment, it is much appreciated. :-)

Good to see you all.

Michaela said...

What a great picture.. and the detail "a quick sweep of the hand" it's just wonderful.

Susannah said...

Thanks Michaela. :-)

Rashmi said...

Simply beautiful...

Charles said...

Your mind is truly a wonderland.

Susannah said...

Rashmi, thank you. :-)


Charles, good to see you. thanks for visiting. :-)

WINDOWLAD said...

...a poem with a touch of cleverness... hail with the title...

Good day!

Susannah said...

Thanks windowlad, good to meet you. :-)

kathew said...

ah yes the past has a way of sneaking up on us! Nicely written.

Jingle said...

beautiful message.
well put.

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irisisms said...

I can seriously relate from start to end. and i loved the images you used.

Andy said...

The past does have a way of catching up with us when we least expect it.

"Seeping unnoticed in my skin"...goes well with the title.

Great job!

Mike Patrick said...

Ah, if only brushing the past off would stop the ravage of time.

Kerry O'Connor said...

This speaks directly to my heart, having had a similar problem with this kind of dust mote past.

Jingle Poetry said...

your words are so musical and modest.
stunning imagery.

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ccchampagne said...

Do you know how sometimes something seems written just for you? Well, this - for me - was one of those times! Thank you so much!

Susannah said...

Thanks everyone for taking time to read and for your comments, they are very much appreciated. :-)

Jinksy said...

Exactly so... More wise thoughts to enjoy!

Susannah said...

Thanks Jinksy! ;-)

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