The past was forgotten; with no chance to jar a memory
disguised as yesterday’s dreams. Out of sight and mind,
you’ll find yourself suddenly stirred  to remember.
You were in the country when you first saw her,
near the willow tree, across a spreading field.
You felt the urgency, a race to embrace her. But you wound up
running through quick sand. What was your hurry?

©  Copyright Walter J. Wojtanik – 2013

Written to THE SUNDAY WHIRL – Wordle #101


    1. Veronica, you’ve nailed it as it had come to me. We’re in a hurry to get there when we’re young. As we age, the would have, could have, should have done things differently at times. Thanks for the comment.

  1. Robyn Greenhouse

    A twist at the end – I thought for sure they would embrace! It’s easier to see our mistakes looking back.

  2. Awww .. Walt the way you’ve been inspired to use the wordle words is my absolute favorite way …. i love these flashes – of vivid image and feeling – Bravo 🙂

    1. Thanks Sharon, but isn’t that what we all do? Play with words? When I learned to slowdown and smell the roses, I found a new side of this love “thing”. Let the quicksand do what it will!

  3. J Cosmo Newbery

    Can you run through quicksand quickly? I mean will it ‘set’ like wet sand if you keep going? May be one of teh unanswered questions of my life.

    1. That’s the point J Cosmo. Life finds a way to slow things down letting us spin our wheels, while sucking us in. The harder we try to escape it, the more it pulls us. Thanks for the visit.

  4. Ah, yes, the quicksand… very Gilligan’s Island! Seriously, there is a time to run and a time to tread carefully. And the “love you make” is always worth it, even when it fades. Loved this, Walt! Amy

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