Way Too Late

Neville

Way Too Late

 

She refused to listen to reason and then, to common sense

but later came to realise, there are no such things

as unplanned goodbyes, or farewell accidents

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  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 7th, 2021 02:28
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Comments9

  • Goldfinch60

    Strong message Neville; totally agree.

    Andy

    • Neville



      thanks Andy .. its always reassuring when you know at least one other sees it your way .. šŸ™‚

    • dusk arising

      I once had an unplanned goodbye,... she fell off the cliff.

      • Neville



        Oh' dear, I am so very sorry ..

      • Doggerel Dave

        How did you get away with it Neville? 'Bit dangerous, your confession now.... or do you have a statute of limitations in the UK?

        • Neville



          thanks for noticing DD .. in reality, I hardly ever get away with it, but occasionally, it just happens, a bit like shit really šŸ™‚

        • Fay Slimm.

          Her trust then shattered and with eyes wide open her cannons I guess were raised and ready to plan her reaction........ powerful stuff Nev.......x

          • Neville



            .. thankfully he fired blanks and her cannons were actually not that impressive at the end of the day .. so ya got nowt to fear on that front my Lady .... x

          • orchidee

            A fine write N.
            I ain't said Hello to her yet, let alone Goodbye, unplanned or not! lol.
            Probably be as dusk says......

            • Neville



              .. probably, but why šŸ™‚

            • Jerry Reynolds

              Hardball write, Neville.
              Denial creates head-on collisions in slow motion.

              • Neville



                .. bang on sir ... and thank you ..

                N šŸ™‚

              • Trenz Pruca

                Insightful poem. Like Dusk Arising I had an unplanned goodbye when my dear friend also fell off a cliff. That was the first image that came to mind when I read your poem.

                • Neville



                  Oh' dear .. I am doubly sorry, hope they landed on something soft and were not hurt ... I guess if you saw them fall, you could say that was actually in sight fall too tho .. Cheers n all that jazz šŸ™‚

                • SureshG

                  At the end of it all, Iā€™m left wondering, why? Thank you for clarifying in such a poetic stance

                  • Neville



                    .. wow did I do that .. thanks suresh šŸ™‚

                  • L. B. Mek

                    'refused listen to reason and then, to common sense
                    but later came to realise'
                    'Way Too Late'..
                    (why do I feel like, we should have been studying this
                    as a conceptualised introduction
                    to our fallible selves, since kindergarten
                    then maybe, we could have avoided
                    most - of our brutal: life lessons...?)
                    there's an aspect of grounded wisdom
                    that makes all your unassumingly - profound
                    philosophical concepts
                    appear so accessible and measured;
                    these three stages, you've worded so relatable
                    are so universal, and can be applied
                    to almost every person on earth, and yet
                    you've just subtly inserted them in the poem
                    in such an understated manner,
                    what a gift you choose to share, so generously
                    dear poet, thank you!

                    • Neville



                      a bloomin huge thank you and of course the cheque, my bank details and soul will be in the next post brother ... šŸ™‚



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