Sunday, 3 October 2010

Flashback - Sunday Scribblings # 235

Written for Sunday Scribblings prompt 235 - Flashback


I walk in the room
not knowing anyone
but I smile and I chat
I'm confident
now
and all is well
then through the crowd
I see a face
a face I knew
that knew me
how I was
back then
and I remember
and I stop smiling
and chatting
and all is not well
and once more
I'm a child
and I wish I was invisible
all over again.

20 comments:

Susannah said...

Poignant and beautifully written.

I think most of us have had flashbacks like that in some form or another and can identify with these words.

Really nice use of the prompt. :-)

jaerose said...

It is truly a horrible feeling to be be-littled again - you communicate it so well..Jae

ana said...

Yes, I can identify. Reminds me of On Golden Pond when Jane Fonda said that even though she was grown and successful everytime she returned to the pond she was a fat little girl again.

Understanding Alice said...

A real Ive just been run over by a steam roller moment - how hard it is sometimes for to remember we are not what we once were.

Judie said...

I agree with Ana. Know that feeling!
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pegasus said...

Very good! I think all of us can relate to those moments of feeling a past humiliation...i'm doing that with my daughter in high school- it's like re-living high school moments all over! Good work!

The Square Corner said...

Do you ever truly leave childhood, te past behind? Thank you for this poem.

keiths ramblings said...

Oooo! Not a nice experience, and
your words made it all the more poignant.

Deborah said...

Thank you everyone for the comments, they're much appreciated :o) x

Alice Audrey said...

I know that feeling way too well.

dasuntoucha said...

I know that feeling...felt.

Everyday Goddess said...

eeek, I hate those times too!

i hope it got better after that!

KB said...

I loved this. I've found myself doing exactly that. I used to be a rather shy girl too.

oldegg said...

You show how our evolved butterfly selves don't wish to recall the caterpillars we once were.

Naturally we want to know more but sadly I don't think we are going to get it!

BJ Roan said...

Well written. I think we all can rlate. Could have been me.

Jingle said...

brave
it is hard to be belittled.

Rashmi said...

Beautifully written piece....at a moment on the peak and the next moment wishes to be invisible....You are super ....Deborah..

senderupwords said...

Oooh. I wish sometimes that I was invisible. Nice write. Love and Light, Sender

Sherry Blue Sky said...

You captured this moment so very well. Well done.

Deborah said...

Thank you all so much for your lovely comments x :o)