Impasse

I love this one. We often ponder on what could've been if we had chosen to do this or that, turned a different corner, went by bus instead of the train...like if you'd met your husband on the bus, when you were actually going to take the train, that kind of thing? A split decision can change our whole future? Mind boggling...great write Rosina xena465

These lines hit me between the eyes: But I often think of what could have been and still miss what I have lost. I think that is only normal, at least I know I have often wondered the same thing. Awesome poem. Always, Cat

Hello Ms.Judyanne... a wonderfull introspective emotive journey through shades & light..i loved it.. warmly...raj (sublime_ocean)

Great poem. How many of us don't have this story? The title is superb. Reminds me of one of my all-time-favorite movies, Sliding Doors: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AIOjwmYR9fw Thank you, Lisa

its impossible to pass, after all your poem is Impasse you are the one To all of us pass… what would have been with out you having been and Loved would never have This site seen… LOVED BY ONE AND ALL

Ann of Norway I feel as if I were turning about and turning again in a kind of conundrum of a puzzle, labyrinth-like thoughts that ricochet from here to there, and in and out and up and down; you make this odd dance seem plausible and real, when its isn't any more the problem, you have moved on; but your way of describing it was as the dashing about of the ant, seemingly disorientated, and yet he is not, as he follows both the moon, the stars and magnetism's path, and this devotion to the way leading to the home that you have now given as you gaol, which can be pleasant enough on the way, still moves in the direction you wish it to, and you know that you too will finally arrive. May that path you take be a happy one as we reach the end too soon sometimes! judyanne in the cul-de-sac of life's foreshortened alleys. Love from annanya. Oh just remembered something, one day as I was walking along the street in Oslo I bent down to pick up a tiny piece of paper, as I saw that there was writing on it, and it said: "Understand that what you have lost you have lost, and there is no way you will ever get it back." Or words to that effect, and I stood quite still and thought about it, simple though the message was, I felt it had been dropped for just me to read and I have never forgotten their wisdom.

Ann of Norway This was on the Norwegian poetry place, just seen it after writing your comment!!!! :- Up and Down I don't know anything for sure unless I look it up, but sometimes I can figure things out if I write them down. So it's up and down all day long. It's a good life. Better than back and forth or in and out which I find constraining. I have up and down in balance and with my mother's death have discovered the true meaning of before and after. - by Beverly Rollwagen, from Flying, 2009

The future is so much more exciting than the past, as we have learned and we go on to live stronger wiser and more in appreciation of all the wonderful that is! Much love. shirley harrison

Missed you so much and glad to see your smiling face here again and hope your doing great/ This one is great food for thought for the reader at least this magical reader ME.. Be in touch soon Nice one here Duchess Love, Mona xoxoox TIME well spent is TIME well lived