Enlightenment
There are no pockets in those saffron robes
No lies or dramas hide behind those un-furrowed brows
Cross legged and directly opposite me he sat
For two thousand five hundred miles
In second class
All the way from Bangkok to Penang
Occasionally we exchanged eye contact and a smile Nothing more would pass between us
The carriage girl served him breakfast on her knees
and received his blessing
I have nothing more to offer you he said
Whereas I would have kept my mouth shut and fucked her there and then
Later when he visited the wash room
I discreetly checked inside the orange sack he left behind him
Which contained his personal mandela a wooden bowl and brand new i phone
In that moment of uncharacteristic deceit and hypocrisy
I became enlightened
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Author:
Neville (
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- Comment from author about the poem: They say fact is often stranger than fiction... tis a fact I made the same train journey three years running.....
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A fine write N. Some calls their partners dinosaurs these days, if they won't have e-mails or mobile phones!
thank you for visiting sir... an appreciated visit if ever there was.... N
I was enlightened at the moment you said you would have kept your mouth shut 😵
maybe I should have, but thanks for checking in..... N
It just amused me and I wondered if it was intentional?
Brill write Neville
Thank you Michael
Some people just cnnot be trusted even those who claim they can be trusted.
Great write.
I trust you are write.... and on that note, would just like to extend my thanks to ya for popping in and leaving your little note behind.... thanks Goldfinch60 good on ya....
Great tale again Neville - you have a way with words that make scenes alive - - hope the moment of truth re. the i-phone did not prevent the eye-contact again. Ha - what a world we live in today.
Thank you so much Fay... yes it is a funny old world we live in.. I think he just winked at me and then got off at the next stop.......... N
Two people
Same event
Different perspective
One gave the other received
bang on......
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