Comments received on poems by Neville



Burnt and Bitter Oranges
Fay Slimm. said:

Ha - Great minds think alike they say - and this young filly\'s eyes like the uncanny when she is nearly right.......x

October 28th, 2021 13:04

Burnt and Bitter Oranges
Paul Bell said:

Sounds like the mummy has been found, and her importance has been lost in time.

October 28th, 2021 13:03

Burnt and Bitter Oranges
Fay Slimm. said:

Old pictures viewed in today\'s mode must have seemed to perpetuate people yet traits remembered bring back even the taste and smell of someone much missed - - at least I think that is the message behind this intriguing read - - well perhaps maybe......x

October 28th, 2021 11:40

Burnt and Bitter Oranges
Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose) said:

That sounds really painful … not being able to fully move away from something … almost makes me think of feeling a sense of feeling trapped . Just how I read it anyway

I can’t say I fully understand this but you seem to be trying to say a lot in just a few lines

October 28th, 2021 11:09

Mouth My Name Slow
SureshG said:

Wasn’t it those pints that loosened our tongues and gotten us in that ‘truth be told’ mess to start with. Well maybe them those pints, as you said, will get us out of it….

October 28th, 2021 09:55

Mouth My Name Slow
L. B. Mek said:

or count to 3 and allow me to create distance,
so as to step, back
into your good books
without, the hassle
of a soon-to-be regretted
bust-up, or three...
🍻
here\'s to our hard earned appreciation
for avoiding, futile confrontation!

October 28th, 2021 04:49

Enlightenment #2
L. B. Mek said:

sadly, its only when we witness
the truly good, among us
leave - behind, as many regrets
as those of us, who watched-on
as mere spectators,
we get to realise
just how fleeting, our Now
truly is..
(reads like a poignant scene from a well written novel or play)
a delightful read
thanks for sharing, dear Poet

October 28th, 2021 04:43

Mouth My Name Slow
Goldfinch60 said:

Anger can produce so many consequential mistakes in our lives Neville.

Andy

October 28th, 2021 00:39

Mouth My Name Slow
SureshG said:

The friendship we endure, must strain to first recall the imperfections, and in their absence must wonder why we even ventured so…..even when beckoned by your poetic words.

October 27th, 2021 13:31

Mouth My Name Slow
dusk arising said:

Oh i recall the days when i threw arrows at your image and mocked every utterance upon your breath.
But then i learned to voice your name so slowly that, apart from strange looks as I noised that name in a dirge of meditational transit, my mind began to see the messiah within your very soul.....

Now there\'s a story it would be difficult to live up to.

October 27th, 2021 10:16

Mouth My Name Slow
Jerry Reynolds said:

Good read, Neville.
Though we shared great times, my imperfections seem to be what is kept.

October 27th, 2021 09:32

Mouth My Name Slow
orchidee said:

A fine write N.

October 27th, 2021 08:44

Mouth My Name Slow
Fay Slimm. said:

Should you wish it will do that directly and without anger or pique. Another poetic success mon dear ami.........x

October 27th, 2021 08:25

Mouth My Name Slow
spilleronsheet said:

A moment of heat
A moment of rush
Always makes us take the bad decisions
Especially the words chosen at that moment be so rude
That we may end up hurting others
Thank you dear poet for the message, if we can assign imperfections to others. Then we must remember no one exists without flaws.

October 27th, 2021 08:17

Mouth My Name Slow
Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose) said:

Interesting way with words … good poem . I guess sometimes we can forget the imperfections ,

Not good to always focus on that which we see at fault with someone ejse



October 27th, 2021 07:26

Enlightenment #2
Goldfinch60 said:

So many people do not realise the things people have to do just to stay alive. Good sad words Nevillle.

Andy

October 27th, 2021 01:31

Enlightenment #2
spilleronsheet said:

Nothing lasts forever
What a provoking thought
It maybe bad
But it maybe good
Nothing lasts forever
Not even our mistakes
Not even our falls
Today you might be trough
Tomorrow become a rise
Today you may be sad
But nothing lasts forever
Not even your grief

October 26th, 2021 12:19

Enlightenment #2
Laura🌻 said:

My Dear Neville,

You’re spot on with your inked words…

……. ‘without any warning, whatsoever
that nothing
lasts forever and there is no taste
at all to those last
few crumbs we each leave behind ..’ …….

Lasting forever!? …
no such thing…
and those ‘few crumbs’ are best left behind…
at least in my opinion.

Laura🌻




October 26th, 2021 11:02

Enlightenment #2
orchidee said:

A fine write N.

October 26th, 2021 10:15

Enlightenment #2
Fay Slimm. said:

Deep with sombre reflections your pen describes scenes with perfect slow tempo to show how quickly fly everyone\'s days....... food for more thought here my dear friend.

October 26th, 2021 09:46

Enlightenment #2
dusk arising said:

Forever? Even the tales of history\'s greats fades.... I know little of my father other than the front he presented to the world... i hope my son will know the real me... that may last a few years.
Forever is for the future to judge and we have no place in it.

October 26th, 2021 09:06

Enlightenment #2
Violet bluebell( used to be yellow rose) said:

I liked this ) and so true but sad .., nothing lasts forever

October 26th, 2021 08:05

Breakfast Rituals
Goldfinch60 said:

Good romantic times in the beginning of the day Neville. Fine words.

Andy

October 26th, 2021 00:59

Breakfast Rituals
jarcher54 said:

He? LOL

October 26th, 2021 00:18

Breakfast Rituals
MendedFences27 said:

A tender moment caught and revealed in fine fashion. Sunday morning breakfasts have always meant the beginning of Family day. Gatherings that portend of visits from the children and grandchildren, now. So, it\'s lovingly started with a kiss at breakfast. Yes, your poem develops the scene beautifully and the \"fine china\" gives it a sense of importance. It reminded me of so many similar moments. Loved it. - Phil A.

October 25th, 2021 21:18

Breakfast Rituals
Laura🌻 said:

Neville,

What a treat……
Breakfast, Lunch,
and/or Dinner…hmmm…..
I’ll dabble and nibble……………….

A very pleasing and deliciously composed poem.
Thank you for sharing.

Laura🌻

October 25th, 2021 13:49

Breakfast Rituals
L. B. Mek said:

so like, this intoxicating feeling - here
we\'re experiencing
after finishing your beautiful poem
is what all those romance flicks and books
try to emulate and recreate...
such distilled poignancy,
amazingly transparent sensuality,
and those subtle notes of love\'s unquantifiable levels
of instinctive intimacy!
thank you,
this is such a treat, to read, dear Masterful Poet!
and I fully appreciate the imbued potential, in your poetry
to initiate the flood
of cherished images and memories
we\'re all recollecting and delighting-in, after reading it

October 25th, 2021 06:39

Breakfast Rituals
orchidee said:

A fine scene pictured there N.
I might try a kiss but I might swoon!
Oh, go on, Orchi, give it a try! lol.

October 25th, 2021 05:18

Breakfast Rituals
Fay Slimm. said:

Sounds great that kind of Sunday with two washing plates between cuddles........ ah - nuff said..........x

October 25th, 2021 03:45

Breakfast Rituals
dusk arising said:

Ah, bliss..... then out came the rolling pin (the missing verse).

Such a lovely romantic scene i can\'t believe in.... not in my life.... my history.... sob..... what have i been missing all these years?

October 25th, 2021 03:27



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