Mirror Envy
Oh lord
You really have
No idea
How much I envy
Those tall mirrors
Over there
And those images
Reflected
They contain
And tho you take
My eyes and sight
You can not take
This pain
I need it like
I need
These memories
To feel alive again
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Neville (
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A fine write N.
Ta Orchidee... tis appreciated... N
Amazing association of mirrors and memories and coupled to inner pain.
Have you considered writing mystery novels... several of your poems have a marvelous mystery element which cause me to linger and wonder. And of course i don't always get my brain to arrive at a suitable resolution, but that's the essence of mystery after all.
You are far to kind mate.. but always and I do mean always appreciated... Oh' and yes, I have a couple of would be novels on the go at the moment.. one of which has been simmering for quite a few years and the other a lot more recent.... both are psychological thrillers.. well that is what I would have them be... thank you for asking.... Neville
The read saddens yet strength guides the pen of your poetic defiance dear Nev. . Memories are a real saving grace to many. Warm hugs at your back from me and all friends here .............. Fay.
beginning to sound like one of them cliche things but .. and I do mean it, Thank you Fay..... Neville
I know you do - and I meant all the comment - and truly so Nev........................... x Fay
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Strong write Neville, those images seen from afar are so important to us as they bring memories from the past.
How very true my good friend.. and thank you for dropping in this sunny mid week mane.... Neville
well, there's nothing like pain to make you feel alive again! A great write for today, Neville!
Dont I know it....
Thank you muchly & thank you true
Got to dash now toodle ooh.................... N
That was perfect 🙂 You are welcome!....Christina
No gain without pain - tell that to the remainers - another great enigmatic penning Neville.
you are absolutely right on the first count.. and thank you for the second... N
...but must there always be pain. I guess so, because memory of pain keeps us alert
It was only when Guatama Buddha peered out of the Palace and saw all the suffering in the world that it dawned on him not everything was perfect and he woke to see clearly...
Hello Neville,
A superb write!
Keep on writing!
FineB
Many thank you's Fine B....
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