A Bowl Full of Nothing
Having dropped another stitch,
She looked up, from the tear in her shawl
and my word, did she frown ..
What we seem to have here, she said,
without a shadow of doubt, is a shed load of
lies, broken promises and vows ..
But hey, keep your chin up love and
float upon clouds ..
She seemed intent on going up and up ..
While he, my friend was clearly spinning down
head first and into an empty bowl ..
Filled to the very top, with absolutely nothing ..
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Good write N. Did I meet her, or was a=she too busy knitting?!
you are such a sewing so, so you are ... yeah, I was gonna say you are a knit 2 .. but then I thought nah ................................................... 🙂
depicting, without a word of mention
that 'hot air', disparity
in ill-fated romances, opposing timing
and trajectories...
(those who've experienced
something similar
may shirk at the unnervingly
surgical, accuracy
of your measured depiction
but I choose to celebrate
your poetic mastery and brave expression
of sincerity
words, penned with the ink
of love's ashen remains...)
.. I like the cut of your jib sir ................... many thanks indeed Mek ................ Neville
Ah your pen sets the scene well Nev. - - when love affairs fall to an end a long way down lie those empty feelings of all-out rejection.
thank you dear Fay ... well you can beat an egg & a drum and a carpet .. but ya just cant beat a good old love affair, now can ya ......................... Neville 🙂 x
When he strikes the bottom, if he ever does, will his noggin remind him of his undeserving loss, that you can so poetize
I dunno my friend but it sure sounds like it oughta ......................... and thank you for the visit and for making me both wonder and smile 🙂
A clever portrayal of when it all goes wrong, when they don't belong, together, forever.......
absolutely bang on target Roz .............................. thank you my friend ................... Neville 🙂
It must be a huge bowl to dive in. At least, he won't get drowned.
its not all bad then ..................................... N 🙂
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