Two Harbours
Three cities
Two harbours
A single promise
Broken
Broken neath
An uninterrupted
Blue
Maltese sky
Valletta
Has not changed
At all
My love
I swear she
Is the very same
As when you
Last left her
Cool as her
Many cobbled streets
More favoured than
Two harbours kissing
A true romance
Holidayed
Yet still aching
A mere finger tip apart
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Author:
Neville (
Offline) - Published: November 18th, 2019 09:11
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Two harbours could never be more achingly remembered than in this romantically tender ode - - the tale of promises made then broken wrings with regret in that final line Nev........ a heart-wrench of a read.
Thanking you my friend and true.....
This is a beautiful poem, and may I say well written!
you are seriously most kind Christina and always appreciated...
Very invoking of times past, eternal beauty and now broken promises.
Howdy my friend and thank you for checking in.... N
A fine write Nev. Is this about Maltesers - a box of chocs?! heehee.
Ha.. you almost got it my friend.... thanks for popping in.. Neville
The nearest I've got to Malta is a box of Maltesers! lol.
Lovely island, lovely city and a great poem to do it justice.
Thank you Michael, much appreciated sir....
Those times of past so eloquently portrayed in your words Neville.
Thanks my good friend GF60.. hope you are well sir....
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