Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Yesterday's Years



They were so slow......
Yesterday's Years.
Between birthday and birthday
Stretched a gulf
Across which
One could not even see,
Even shading one's eyes!
Were divided from each other by
Great stretches of Nothing.
The wait for a promised holiday
Was torture,
As days passed
And it grew no nearer.
'I can't wait!'
We said.
Surely The Grownups
Could make it happen sooner!
Even a day was long.
When one went to bed
One could not envisage the day's earlier wakening:
It was too far removed!
A visit from a favourite Aunt
Was cause for untold hours of waiting,
Nose to window,
Breath held in suspension!
Then, suddenly,
About thirty years ago,
Life started to gallop!
Last Month turned into Yesterday!
Birthdays started
To fall around me like confetti!
One Christmas
Held on to the tail
Of the one before!
They danced the conga
Lined up behind each other!
Nor have the years reached
A respectable speed
And kept to it!
Even as I write
They accelerate!
The G-forces will get me
If I don't watch out!

This seems a good time to repeat my first blog here:

See tomorrow's blog for the purity of White.


Ginny Hartzler said...

I love this poem! You are truly gifted. Though sad, it sparkles with humor! And It's so true

Sylvia K said...

Ah, how true are your words today, Brenda! I'm quite sure that when I turned 70 I began having two birthdays a year! How else could I have possibly gotten this old????

Have a great week!


Carol said...

So true, so true...great Y post. I went back and read your first blog post, My Birthday, what a chuckle! You are so talented and have a great sense of humor...

Roger Owen Green said...

a/k/a Yikes. I'm getting there soon enough.

Bettey said...

Thank you for stopping by my blog to comment. Happy New Year!

Tania said...

Very nice poem!:-)
Have a great evening!

agreenearth said...

What a true poem. You capture the feelings of life passing so well. Look forward to reading more of your writings.

Leslie: said...

Truer words have ne'er been writ...

Reader Wil said...

Brilliant, Brenda! You are an original poet! Happy New year!

geraldgee said...

Odd too how early memories flood back but yesterdays ones vanish.

Kim, USA said...

Hehe yeah after a certain age birthdays keep coming faster than ever. Love the poem. Thanks for sharing!


Three Rivers, Michigan said...

Love that, full of humor - and charm.
(G-forces have got me, I fear...)
Three Rivers Daily Photo

Patty said...

Love this one, I have found it is so true. I keep telling out 9 year old Granddaughter, take the time and enjoy, growing up happens fast and each year it gets faster and faster.

Mari Meehan said...

Today is January 6th! Wasn't Christmas just yesterday?

Tumblewords: said...

Oh, indeed! It 'fugits' for sure! Makes me almost crazy! Good poem, as always!

Beverley Baird said...

I love both poesms and can so relate to both!
So well done! Thanks for sharing them!
Happy New Year!

photowannabe said...

Wonderful humerous and so very true poem. I love the line..birthdays started to fall around me like confetti. I really felt that way as I put all the birthday notations on my 2010 calender. I began to feel old when I saw the year of myself, hubby and close friends. " It makes me almost crazy".

Janie said...

Great poem! It's so true, the years become a cascade as we age, when once they barely flowed.
Loved the birthday poem, too. I believe my heart is still young, but the rest of me has had a few too many birthdays.

Anonymous said...

I couldn't agree more. I especially like these words: Birthdays started To fall around me like confetti!


Hildred said...

Wonderful poems, - especially the one in your first posting.

I can vouch for the heart and the soul and their eagerness to stay as they always were, young and spritely and full of hope!

Rose said...

Oh, this is so true, Brenda! If only we could slow down time a little. Birthdays come so quickly now that I prefer not to even count them:)

By the way, if you have time, today I have a photo of my fennel again--this time covered in snow.

Bradley Hsi said...

I think I m at the age that can start to appreciate of your beautiful poem, thanks for sharing.

jay said...

I did a post on this very subject at New Year, but you put it all SO much better than I!

Well done!

Sistertex said...

Great prose, and so true. I have often wondered when the years changed to only be as long as days. Time passes so quickly I feel like I am missing so much.

Wonderful post.

Marbles in My Pocket said...

Excellent! The words seemed to drag when you were describing the waiting for time to pass, then when time sped up it seemed the words did too! Love it! (So very true, too!)

Anonymous said...

You had me at the first line "yesterday's years" real nice poem!
enjoy gooseberry day!!!

Maxwell Mead Williams Robinson Barry said...


it is true that there are things beyond our control.