Making Rainbows Blindly
From the darkness of yet another hotel room
he watched her
as she scattered orange peel, amethysts and
pomegranate seeds
in the wake behind her in the street ..
Just maybe
he thought, before jumping, she might be
making rainbows
and so, instead, he chose to follow blindly ..
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Neville (
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The act of choosing hopefully meant he saw the options available to him. Where some see rainbows and fabled crock of gold others see talons and deep scars.
Another Nevillesque piece to put the mind into a state of quandary.
Don't ya just love the word quandary .. you can't beat it you know ........... many thanks DA ... N 🙂
Folk do astonishing things when watched by a potential suicide case and it looks like he jumped to chase after that rainbow - a haunt of clever intrigue caught between lines here again Nev. - - brill. write my friend...............x
sadly just another night at the office my friend ... not a good time of year for many .. bless that insight of yours .. & the rest of you too of course ................................................ x
Wow - loved this one - all sorts of pictures rose up and I saw him running out the door to get to her rainbows.....
go on, make my day why dont'cha .. as if you haven't already .............. thank you Lorna .. N
Hmm, it might have been me, meeting her. I can't recall it... lol.
if you had, I think you probably would .................................................................. ta tho' Mr. O 🙂
… obliviously she continued to scatter the orange peels, amethyst and pomegranate seeds…..
Loved the read
thank you so very much my dear friend SureshG .................................... N
Intriguing words once more Neville.
Andy
thanks Andy .................................................................. Neville
Sounds to me like the start of what is to be a happy ending, or a very sad one. There's no telling I guess. Very well executed Paul. Ta.
on behalf of Paul, I thank you ................... Neville 🙂
Hahahahaha... Humble apologies my friend... It is you I was looking for!
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