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It seemed like only yesterday

It seemed like only yesterday

A Poem by Beccy

An old man passed me in the high street,
he was uneven in both gait and expression.
I gazed steadfastly at the dress in the window,
guiltily unwilling to add a further burden
to an already overburdened there and now.

The price to pay seemed reasonable,
and I thought that perhaps some childish
hour had come again; a young girl poised
on the cusp; but I could sense a hesitation
behind me as desire vied with compassion.

It darkened then, a typically November 
caprice, and instantly the price tag became
as though it had no principle at all. 
So I turned, but just a little too late;
He was gone, leaving an imprint that 
will remain as indelible as his winter. 

© 2017 Beccy



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if we all lived by these standards it would be a better world

Posted 2 Months Ago


Your hesitancy, as desire vied with passion. The thought was there, and that counts for much in my book. Your final two lines brilliant expression. I was so pleased to read this lovely poem. Thank you.

Posted 3 Months Ago


We make thousands of small decisions every day, so there's bound to be a few that we're not happy with. Many are unlikely to put the needs of another before their own desires, so just the thought of doing so shows that the narrator has a heart. As in CD Campbell's review, I often regret passing by an opportunity to put a little money in an outstretched hand. If the traffic light gives me time, I usually do give. In your excellent poem, a moment of internal struggle thwarts generosity. Life should be easier.

Posted 4 Months Ago


It darkened then, a typically November
caprice, and instantly the price tag became
as though it had no principle at all.

I totally loved this part. Kind of an emotional read, enjoyed reading this.

Posted 7 Months Ago


Ah, November Caprice.. the first stanza is stand-alone, sets everything up perfectly. A fine original reflection of how time, life, does pass as capriciously as the seasons. Very good write.

Posted 8 Months Ago


All we have are moments and they are fleeting.generosity overcomes temptation
But too late. Enjoyable to read. Well written

Posted 8 Months Ago


WOW! This is very powerful. I had to read it twice to get the full impact. I very much admire the way you juxtapose the ideas of looking beyond some present humanity & being engrossed in superficiality -- a universal struggle painted into everyday terms. Your details are well-selected to convey this thought-provoking message (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 8 Months Ago


Age doth not withereth us.. it enhances even when thoughtfully innocent, giving, sharing. Beccy, your words are shared, the moral is filtering our thoughts, your words are more than.. .. .. insert your own secret beautiful word. Thank you, sweet friend.

Posted 8 Months Ago


Only a great soul could have written this; only the pure of heart possess such insight.
An admirable creation!

Posted 9 Months Ago


A moment from living perfectly in memory and wonderfully brought into the light with all its concomitant emotions and experiences.

Posted 9 Months Ago



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Beccy
Beccy

Northampton, Northamptonshire, United Kingdom



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I'm forty one, single and have a lovely twelve year old son called Charlie. I've been writing poetry and short stories since I can remember. I had never really been inclined to share my writing until .. more..

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