Neville

Now looking Back

Now Looking Back

 

I seem to recall

We once had a thing

About balconies

 

Okay, maybe

For different reasons

But now though

 

And with all that

Behind us

From where I am sitting

 

Sipping local cooled red wine

From this unglazed cup

Like locals do

 

I note the kites and the cardinals

Are waiting for their breakfasts

While somewhere else entirely

 

Beyond both the courtyard

And the harbour

The Greek mainland beckons

 

Yes, it was there

Beyond the haze

In his world filled with words

 

In a world full of wonder

She once meant

Even more to him than poetry