Boudoir

Neville

Boudoir

 

Jet black with crimson lacquered walls

And

 Just a hint of gold leaf here and there

 

We made out in such a room

I seem to recall

But that was way back then

 

When I was young and still naive

Particularly concerning colour schemes

 And

Of course the integrity of certain women

 

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  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: March 8th, 2019 04:32
  • Comment from author about the poem: No imagination necessary............
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments7

  • Fay Slimm.

    The scene - penned so well has a certain poignancy added as a finalé -- those kinda women are best left within lacquered walls doncha think? A tender feel despite losing naiveity in this clever write Nev. .

    • Neville

      Thank you so very much dear Fay.... Yes.. indeed you are of course write.. twas a long time ago now tho..... N

    • orchidee

      Ooh what am I doing creeping around, having a look in this boudoir? What would I know of such places? I'm a dark horse, remember. A sneaky 'Tee Hee'.

      • Neville

        as soon as I posted this scribble, I just knew you would swoon before too long... cheers sir... N

        • orchidee

          I just had to tune in and read it, didn't I? Though Fido told me not to look. lol. Would it be too much for me to meet her?

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        • dusk arising

          Hmm reminds me of Les Dawson describing the decor in the Paris brothel where he played piano. Strangely he never talked about the ladies or his wage.

          Getting shackled for shekels isn't the same as real love but... in for a penny, in for a pounding.

          • Neville

            All one really needs is a pen and an imagination... cheers DA... and rightly so...

          • dusk arising

            Hmm reminds me of Les Dawson describing the decor in the Paris brothel where he played piano. Strangely he never talked about the ladies or his wage.

            Getting shackled for shekels isn't the same as real love but... in for a penny, in for a pounding.

          • Michael Edwards

            Never seen lacquered walls and can only guess at the type of women - super write nonetheless.

            • Neville

              Thank you Michael.... this is mainly about my hotel room in Singapore and the housemaid who looked after me and the missus while we stayed there.... N

            • MendedFences27

              What a room, what a scene, What a moment in time. Youth squanders many a moment, but some last forever.
              Your poem stirs the imagination. Does such a room truly exist? The lady in question cannot be questioned. The "Boudoir" is unique as is your poem. Loved the colorations in it. - Phil A.

              • Neville

                Hi Phil, yes the room truly exists.. I will try and upload a photo of it to my pictures when I have enough credits.. as of course does the beautiful young lady...... thank you for visiting.. tis always appreciated sir... Neville

              • Goldfinch60

                Super write Neville, integrity was never an issue with some people.

                • Neville

                  and an integral part of some others....... many thank you's GF60.... Neville



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