To Be Continued Maybe
Somewhere down there, way beyond Brest ..
He found her
baking unleavened bread
and wearing those borrowed blue overalls
those with a pocket in the chest ……………..
Precisely where
she kept her passport, pen and note pad
full of half completed poems
and other inconsequential stuff like that
She was in the kitchen
of some cool chateau and had flour
in her hair, on her forehead and eyebrows too
At first, he thought
she looked like a beautiful ghost, surrounded
by shadows like that ..
But then, her Malbec lips were mouthing silent
Prayers, almost loud ..
And in that moment, he just kind of knew ..
Not everything was
quite write after all .. To be continued, maybe ..
-
Author:
Neville (
Offline) - Published: August 31st, 2021 01:59
- Comment from author about the poem: this is a true account of events that happened in France a few long years ago now .. and Brest is a place Mr. O .. no need to swoon mate
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 45
- Users favorite of this poem: Accidental Poet
Offline)
Comments10
Beautiful words Neville, and may they continue.
Andy
Thank you kindly my starling oops, sorry my friend .. Goldfinch60 🙂
now there's an opening scene for a true life romance with a twist in it's wotsit i'll be bound!
many heartfelt thanks mate .......................... N 🙂
Now there's a rich portrait of a woman who, (oh dear!) in the words of Mr O, 'I'd like to meet'.
Please continue, Nev, no maybes....
.......................... possibly, perhaps ......................... until later then thanks n tarah 🙂
Well penned dear Nev. those long ago happenings in Brest. To be most certainly continued mon ami - - as I am impatiently waiting for the romance to begin - maybe......x
ah' maybe yes .. maybe .................... merci Fay .....Neville ......... 🙂 x
So intriguing! I don't know why exactly (maybe because of Rosie the Riveter in her overalls) but this put me in WWII France.
and why ever not ... I simply love France ... maybe not during either of the two world wars but write now, I quite fancy being in the Finistère département of Brittany ...................... N 🙂
Yep, start of a great story! Anyone with lips of wine, deserves another write
Make mine a double and I'm all yours ................................................................................ thanks me lovely 🙂
🍾🍾🍾🍾🍾🍾👍
Big 🙂 's ...........................................👍 x
Beautifully written N.
................. Thanking you kindly and ever so AP ... N 🙂
with baited expectancy: I await
dear Poet..
(beautiful characterisation, showcasing
your depthless talents)
thanks L.B but we shall just have to wait n see ................... Neville
Good write N.
Should I meet her?!
Never say neva Mr. O .......... I'll put a good word in for ya .. maybe 🙂
Such a mystery lady full of stories, a fascinating start. Continue please. Why she carried her passport while baking bread?
ta for taking time to consider these words my friend .. maybe I will let on one day .. but in the meantime, maybe she wanted to make a quick get away ................. 🙂
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.