Poised
My past retreats in the rear vision mirror
while in the windshield the future draws nearer.
Gliding along, sometimes I go slow,
fearing what the future will choose to bestow.
Ahead a small cove offers shelter from stress:
security, housing and a wedding dress.
But if I veer off and drive over the hill,
I may never stop again until, until—
I’ve encountered adventure like stories I’ve read
while curled up in the hammock or lying in bed.
All of those lives there lined up on a shelf,
each one revealing a part of myself.
One eye trained behind me and one on the highway,
will I choose the known road or opt for a byway?
Prompts today are rear vision mirror, glide, bestow, cove and housing.
lifelessons - a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown 
I go for the road less travelled Judy 🙂 love the imagery in the words. My favourite part
“But if I veer off and drive over the hill,
I may never stop again until, until—
I’ve encountered adventure like stories I’ve read”
Thanks for joining in 🙂
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Well that poem was me for sure. I couldn’t wait to graduate and take off into the world–the further away and wilder the better. So glad I did.
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And actually Australia was the first place I headed to! It was that or Iran.. only places that would hire a first year teacher.
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I love how strong your words are. Refreshing.
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I love this poem!
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A nice metaphor
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I’m a toss a dart at the map kind of girl…this was really great Judy!
Anita Marie
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Me, too. I actually got my family to go on a two week driving vacation once where we took turns deciding whether to turn right or left at each major split of the road. We had a wonderful time. No agendas because we never knew where we were going. What good sports.
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