A Travelling Man

Neville

A Travelling Man

 

She is a woman

Who dreams of

Far away places

Lost causes

Exotic fragrances

Tastes to die for

Poetry and love

 

He is a man who

Prefers to travel

Light

Play with words

Take risks

And climb

High mountains

 

While all the time

His muse

Stays home and

Bakes bread

He admires birds

Of paradise

While she

Watches seagulls

Circle overhead

 

She is a woman

Who dreams

He is an old man

Who marvels

Though

Together naked

Miracles

May yet

Still happen

  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 29th, 2018 06:29
  • Comment from author about the poem: if mildly erotic was a category, then maybe, these words would be filed under that...
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 60
  • Users favorite of this poem: sylviasearcher
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  • Michael Edwards

    Super write although I would like to think miracles still do happen.

    • Neville

      I'm quite sure they do...

    • orchidee

      It's all right for him swanning about, while she's left grafting at home! lol. Does he bake some bread too?
      I will have to swoon at the end of this poem. heehee.

      • Neville

        swooning is for girls, sissies & stamp collectors

        • orchidee

          Aww, I used to be a stamp collector - bit 'sad'? lol.

          • Neville

            So did the Kray's, Herman Hesse and Katie Price's second husband..

          • Tamara Beryl Latham - The Poet

            Makes me think of "Men are from Mars and Women are from Venus."

            Excellent poem and it gives the reader the perspective from both sides and ultimately melds into the G rating. LOL!

            Great job, Neville. 🙂

            • Neville

              Cheers.. and there's me trying to sit on the fence.. tis all in the meld don'tcha know 🙂

              • Tamara Beryl Latham - The Poet

                True. LOL!

              • Goldfinch60

                Very good write Neville, those miracles are still there.

                • Neville

                  Yes indeed, they do still happen... sometimes, maybe... cheers Neville

                • sylviasearcher

                  I think I know a girl just like that, except the baking bread...

                  • Neville

                    tell her she needs to get out more...

                    • sylviasearcher

                      She travels the world every night.

                    • Fay Slimm.

                      This I can relate to as I watch seagulls too -- ha -- and have baked a decent loaf or two -- looking for miracles though and hoping they yet happen - or am I a lost cause.... glad to read your very first offering on this friendly site my romantic friend.

                      • Neville

                        thank you Fay, I am truly honoured...

                        • Neville

                          very kind of you to dig that deep... N

                        • Suresh

                          If we can spill our inner self for all to see, we may find a true soul mate we never knew.
                          What a wonderful world that would be.
                          Your words are spilled emotions

                          • Neville

                            and you are far too kind....

                          • Fay Slimm.

                            Returned for a second helping of this gentle story of opposites needing at times the very same thing........ love the final lines...................... x

                            • Neville

                              Thanks again Fay.. I Like seconds... x

                            • L. B. Mek

                              thought this a timely read, seeing how you're on your travels again my friend
                              lol
                              hope all is well Hyung

                              • Neville



                                Bless you brother Mek .. timely indeed .. and ever so muchly appreciated I can tell ya .. Thanks for breathing some life back into this nigh on ancient scribble .. tis sometimes hard these days to believe I am still he 🙂



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