Another South West Coastal Path Miracle
Was it some bizarre coincidence perhaps
he happened to stumble upon those
same tiny blue flowers, three days in a row
…
You surely know the ones I mean, yes those
that always seem to grow
so damn close to the edge like that ..
…
Well it was there, he recalled she sometimes wore
those same blue flowers in her hair
and in that moment, he just knew he had to go on
…
So he picked himself up and brushed himself down
making sure to get rid of the dust from
his old canvass shoes and the green corduroy jacket
…
Yes, the same one she bought him all those years ago
then had a good look around, and low and behold,
there beside the empty shells of discarded plovers eggs
…
In a tiny scraped hollow, somewhere high on the coastal path
close to where they once loved and lived ..
He found the missing half of her old broken gold cross ..
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This is so so good - inspired - hope you are well.
Thank you Michael, I am not too bad, just one or two little niggles .. Hope you are my friend .. N
An enigma of a write, Nev, rich in small detail. But had this one ended well?
Thank you Dave, this is one of those I have held back on posting for some considerable time mainly because I didn't like it that much ................. Neville
Cheers Nev - but I realise my question was silly; when is any end 'well' or good....?
A captivating few moments with scenic setting for the male character to emerge as the one left of a much missed partnership and his heart-touching find - -- such a moving read Nev -- this little opener holds the atmosphere of a novel if ever I saw one. Brilliant writing...................x
Maybe ..................... in the meantime, thanks for sowing the seed Fay ....................... x
And he knew then that he should push it over the edge of the cliff like the rest of her all those years ago..... such fond memories.
I just knew that was coming ................ and knew that it was coming from you DA 🙂
People come, and then they go, whether it was by choice or by nature. Even those you care about most cant stay, but they can last eternally inside you.
Write on PPD ................... you are a credit to your profession ............................... and I thank you for it ................................ Neville 🙂
(for me its Sunflower's
and a faded, yellow hair clip...)
reading these words
took me to a place within myself
I try to say clear of
but this is why, the best Art
is that
which has a cathartic effect on us
forcing us to deal, with all that we repress
and try to avoid...
(a great write!
thank you, dear Poet)
You are welcome here any time .. I am correspondingly always grateful Mek .............. N
makes two of us my friend
Love the imagery, getting me out of the winter scene I have here. Wonderful wonderful write!
I can only imagine what its like over there .. although I have been to Canada before .. bless you Christina 8 ............... N
Good write N.
Tiny blue flowers - you seen them four leaf clovers?! I not found one yet! lol.
I found one twice .. thanks for reminding me and for popping in M
Very moving poem. Thank you for sharing this memory.
thanks to you Roz for finding time to share it with me .. N
Very moving words Neville very well written.
Andy
Thanks GF60 ... Neville
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