Thursday, January 6, 2011

Flash Friday 55: The Road

Wheels spinning
wildly out of control
digging deeper
ever deeper
into self made pit
of despair

Waving white cloth
to hidden truth
haphazardly evaded
until now

Gratefully grasping
knowing hands
reaching out
offering peace
handing out hope
pulling me back on track

Now trudging
road towards
destiny of
God’s will...
not mine 



Monkey Man said...

Trudging a road of happy destiny. Where have I heard that before? Nice Flash Fiction 55.

My 55 is HERE .

moondustwriter said...

Polly that is so apropos
so easy to get ourselves caught in the mire of life. God alone can dig us out

Moonie smiles

Friday Flash 55

Alice Audrey said...

But how can you be sure it's not simply a part of you calling you that way?

g-man said...

Your 55 word contribution certainly can spur on great discourse.
Excellent job.
Thanks for playing, and have a Kick Ass Week-End

Brian Miller said...

glad you made it back to the right track polly...nice write

I'm a full-time mummy said...

Love the last paragraph:
Now trudging
road towards
destiny of
God’s will...
not mine

Yes, God's will, not mine! Thanks for this reminder!

J. Kwiatkowski said...

Yes, we all need a divine tow truck now and then.

izzy said...

Cool ! love the spinning wheels image- so true, like the rest of it, Thanks!

Strummed Words said...

Keep on trucking! My 55

Mama Zen said...

That's as real as it gets. Beautiful 55!

gautami tripathy said...

Wonderful 55!

Here is mine:
curtain of pebbled path

TALON said...

To be lifted when you've fallen...that's so lovely.

Wonderful 55.

My 55: escapee

PattiKen said...

Pulling up out of the mire, shaking oneself off and moving on.. That's life.

Nice 55.

Willoughby said...

Very insightful! Beautifully written, as always!

joanny said...

A very profound and thought provoking poem. Very well written. Ditto to g-man's comment that this poem stirs the imagination and makes for a wonderful discourse. Nicely done 55,



RNSANE said...

I think I've been forgotten in the mire - or so it seems. Guess I have to wait my turn!

Excellent 55.

Mine is at:

AJ said...

woo hoo! I am so glad that you are still here writing! I'm back again!

Great one! Thanks for the vulnerability!

what-you-dont-know said...

Wow, what a ride! :) I really liked this.

Cheryl said...

Trudge is a good word and describes the process well. Steadily and usually laboriously. It ain't for the feint of heart.

Nice write, Polly.

Tina said...

Oh that's good! It's hard to let go and let God, but it's always the best choice. Of course, that doesn't stop me from sometimes wallowing in self-pity...

Betty Manousos @ CUT AND DRY said...

Great write! Great insight, Polly.
You're so gifted!
You're inspiring me.

B xx


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