Strategic Goodbyes
Here where we both
Lay
Overcome and empty
Spent as cartridge shells
And discarded
Upon a deserted beach
Somewhere
Where even gulls are silent
And
Where only wind now
Scythes these sun-bleached
Shoreline grasses
Those
That once served as a
Shield from prying eyes
And glances
Here where strategic lies
Were told
And you did overcome
Your
Desperate fear of dying
That though
Was long ago when lives
Were cheap as chips
And scarcer
Than your kisses ever were
Today
I remember cold lips
Pressed hard
Against eye lids and cheeks
Surely now
There can be no turning back
Toward
That once special place
Nor yearning
For that would make a mockery
Of every one of our previous goodbyes ..
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Author:
Neville (
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Not only do i hear that chill wind blowing through your words but i can feel it across my back and it brings a shudder to my easter monday evening.
I'm unsure of what i have read and the meaning therein but it's effect was quite pronounced.
It is a dark piece and today i don't want to pry.
Once again your talent lifts off the page with effect. Could have done without the shudder.
Too bloomin kind you are DA but always greatly appreciated... thank you my friend
Neville
You create such scenes of emotive saga with this ballad of strategic goodbyes - - how many times fate draws curtains on previous endings as beaches cover poignant memories - - -slowly your lines sketch pictures of long ago helpless experience left as dead with no going back. So cleverly intriguing again Nev.
Your review comments are so encouraging my friend, they read like poetry, from beginning to end...
Bless you Fay and truly...
Neville
That special place is there for us all and we will meet there one day.
Andy
Now ya talkin…. am gonna go and tell a friend a little bird told me that... Cheers Andy sir
Neville
A thoughtful write Neville.
Erm, I not quite got the hang of it - I'm placing strategic goodbyes - here a goodbye, there a goodbye. I sound like Old MacDonald on his farm! You seen Old Mac lately? I will shut up now! lol.
Nevertheless, you are thanked … indeed all visits are appreciated..
Neville
Such a beautiful emotive write, well done
Thank you .. Your visits are always most welcome....
Neville
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