Come-a-Day
Dandelion clocks dancing on breezes
cuckoo spit, pollen, tickles, and sneezes
In the shallows, the petals of fallen
wild flowers
Cast shadows and tease
those sucked in by warm thermals
Yes there in the dapple where the current
bites deepest
Where once there was laughter
and of course, happy ever afters …
Spied only by sprites and by nymphs and by
dragonflies
That’s where he knows
he shall lay with thee some come-a-day …
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Author:
Neville (
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That day will come but hopefully not yet as there is so much life to live but you will always know that person will be there for you - as I do.
Andy
of that dear sir , I have no doubt ..... bless you poet n literary friend ..
... Neville
Neville,
I truly enjoyed reading this well written poem...
a poem with a wealth of imagery. If a painter were to paint your scripted words, it would be a painting to behold.
An Excellent Piece.
Thank you for sharing your inimitable poetic pen !
All the best
Laura🌻
... Well what an absolutely lovely thing to suggest and how very kind too my lovely friend .. bless you n truly
... Neville 🌻
Good write Neville. I wish the day-would-a-come that I give up singing! lol. Aww, why they all say that to me? heehee.
Thank you ... have you ever tried sewing your lips together ... or would you like me to arrange it ..
They are cruel to me, whoever 'they' are! lol.
... at the moment .. we are still in the concept/pre planning stage .... so dont push ya luck .. all the scientists, engineers and hit men I know are just waiting for an excuse during lock down ...
wonderful first couplet, hooks you in quick
great write!
thank you kindly n true my friend L.B .. muchly appreciated and then some 🙂
A heart tugger for sure this poignant use of a walk through nature which leads to hope of reviving lost love - a knowing beats hope and your words leave this reader fervently wishing that come-a-day appears really soon.............x
Now wouldn't that just be luverly ..... thank you my lady Fay for making this old chap smile so bigly just as September .. yes, another month is about to bid us all another fond farewell .. x
magnificent
Bloomin heck DA wot can I say except thanks a million my friend .. truly appreciated n cheers ..
... Neville
Such beauty laced in a poem!
A poignant write, tugs at the
Heart
every now and then, I get stuck for words ... this is but one of them ... thank you RB aka D 🙂
Finding the ideal resting spot among the flora and fauna and to share it with ones true love, makes for more "happy-ever-aftering," unless it's your final resting place. Your descriptions paint an idyllic image of a spot deep into the wood, "spied only by sprites and nymphs" that seems to be chosen by the narrator as place for a secret tryst or a burial site. This poem is filled with imaginative and colorful language, "dandelion clocks, cuckoo spit, current bites deepest," etc. All following the unique title "Come-a- day." which leads me to the more drastic of the choices. Seems a remote and light-traffic area for either, but I'm leaning toward the final ending. - Phil A.
The point you make in your very first sentence is incontestable Phil .. who in their write mind could possibly dispute that ... and your keen eye picked out the clandestine tryst like nature of my proposed meeting ... Oh' n I guess if the truth were out .. a lotta folk quite fancy the idea of being watched .. I certainly prefer being spied on by dragonflies to someone armed with an IPhone and access to the cloud ... but hey, I'm givin too much away here .. it must be the raised temperature & seasonal flu ..
Anyway, I'm just going to say thanks again MF27 sir and then hop back into my pit in the hope of catching some of them horizontal N'zzzz ..
Thanks again Phil A,
Neville
Wow, I really enjoyed this read! Such a beautiful picture your words paint.
Thank you kindly my friend, a most welcome and much appreciated visit...... 😎👍....
... Neville
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