The one-way path
The one-way path,
don’t walk too fast;
you’re leaving forever
the gilded past,
life on wheels,
kaleidoscope
of people, places,
dream and hope.
Up those stairs
and through that door,
the future is
what’s gone before.
Unpretty inevitable
lives inside
where you will share
life’s eventide.
At edge of entering
stolid manse,
you’ll pause and turn
for one last glance,
but all there is
is wistful air
and no one will know
it was ever there.
And so you open
and step inside
where love and fear,
conjoined,
abide.
The windows are glass
yet no one will see
the unfolding of time’s
reality.
With thanks to Teagan R. Geneviene for the image,
submitted to Dan Antion’s
Thursday Doors Writing Challenge.
May 17, 2024 at 12:26 pm
Really imaginative and so relatable! I love the sense of the ethereal…”but all there is is wistful air”
May 17, 2024 at 12:33 pm
Thanks, Suzette! I think there is indeed something ethereal about the image. I also think that’s somewhat characteristic of Teagan’s images.
May 17, 2024 at 12:43 pm
Maureen, this is so delicate and powerful all rolled up in one. Teagan’s image and your words fit together like old friends. You are a master at bringing images alive.
Ginger🦋
May 17, 2024 at 12:54 pm
Thank you, Ginger! I spent a long time looking at this; it really drew me in, partly because it’s so real and partly because it’s so unreal.
May 17, 2024 at 12:43 pm
Yes, I agree. I like her photos. Have a lovely day, Maureen.
May 17, 2024 at 12:52 pm
You too, Suzette! Thanks!
May 17, 2024 at 1:10 pm
Thank you!
May 17, 2024 at 12:56 pm
This is lovely, Maureen, and just a little bit on the edge of reality. I really like: “the future is what’s gone before.” That line made me stop and think. The poem is a perfect fit with Teagan’s image
May 17, 2024 at 1:00 pm
Thanks, Dan. I’m glad that line resonated with you because it was meaningful to me. Teagan’s images seem to me many-layered, and I think they are often on that edge.
May 17, 2024 at 1:06 pm
She skirts that edge very well in her images and in her writing. You did an excellent job with this.
May 17, 2024 at 1:40 pm
Thanks! I feel always there is some kind of underlying truth she wants her audience to react to. Sometimes a little scary maybe.
May 17, 2024 at 1:41 pm
This poem is powerful, and uncomfortably re-readable. Wow!
May 17, 2024 at 2:04 pm
Thanks, Carol, for your very thoughtful comment.
May 17, 2024 at 2:03 pm
Maureen–I am in awe. You and Teagan should work more together. A powerful duo.
May 17, 2024 at 2:05 pm
Thanks, Lois! Teagan’s images make me want to dig further and also make me want to run away.
May 17, 2024 at 2:09 pm
Oh, I understand that! And it is such a compliment to the both of you.
May 17, 2024 at 3:53 pm
Wow, Maureen… with this comment, I think you just captured that’s core to my creative process… of which I was aware, yet unaware. That duality is always there when I write or make image collages, but I don’t consciously think about it. ❤
May 17, 2024 at 5:22 pm
How interesting. Yes, I think there is a core element in writing of which the writer is both aware and unaware. We writers are nothing if not inexplicable to ourselves!
May 17, 2024 at 3:56 pm
Maureen, I’m gobsmacked. What a beautiful, poem. I’m honored to have had even a small part in inspiring it. Your poem captured many of the things that have been in my thoughts lately. It’s powerful, yet very relatable. Big hugs.
May 17, 2024 at 5:28 pm
Thanks, Teagan. Apparently your thoughts shaped your images — and then to my thoughts. I spent a lot of time with this child-woman figure on this path.
May 17, 2024 at 7:26 pm
Your English teachers throughout your studies would be proud.
May 17, 2024 at 8:10 pm
Thanks, Judy! I wonder if any of them are still around and diagramming. Probably not. We probably wore them out long ago!
May 18, 2024 at 5:12 pm
Hi Maureen, this is a wonderful poem in response to Teagan’s gorgeous picture.
May 18, 2024 at 6:43 pm
Thanks, Robbie — it really pulled me in.
May 19, 2024 at 5:35 am
I can tell 🌞
May 18, 2024 at 5:21 pm
A wonderful meditation on time, with many layers. “Love and fear, conjoined”–such a powerful image. (K)
May 18, 2024 at 6:46 pm
Thanks, Kerfe. Teagan’s image to me had a full heart.
May 22, 2024 at 4:14 pm
I clicked on the link in the TDWC page but it said page could not be found, so I ended up searching your blog. Yes, I was determined! lol Great writing and sorry so late in visiting.
May 22, 2024 at 7:37 pm
Thanks — it was brave of you to keep looking! I harrumph at being a page not found!
June 4, 2024 at 10:44 pm
What a beautifully written poem with many layers. I’ve read it a couple of times and found something different each time. The past and the present meet only briefly and time moves on. Wonderful prose!
June 4, 2024 at 11:25 pm
Thanks, Brenda! I found Teagan’s image very evocative.