On the Cusp of a Sneeze ..
You were once, as much a part of me
as the blue vein
which still passes through my neck
on the long
convoluted journey back to my heart ..
Yet, without you
and that constant pulse and flow, I may
as well be nothing ..
But while I still have breath, I shall
always be that
faint glimmer of golden light at the
end of all your
darkest tunnels, which now of course
surrounds your shadow ..
And yes, that barely discernible tremor
and deep sigh too
regardless, of whether you breathe deeply
or shallow, plus that tingle
in your nose, upon the cusp of a sneeze ..
Of course, I shall always
be the smell and the taste of your mother’s
home cooking
carried to you, on a cool welcome breeze ..
Indeed, I shall be
all things desirous, both protective
and bright ..
Like a heavy quilted down blanket on a cold
winter night ..
Yes, I like to think you might sometimes
remember things
such as these, contained in my promise to thee ..
Whenever you might
just be passing my love, occasionally maybe ..
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Author:
Neville (
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Good write N.
Cheers sir O .......................... have a FAB Sunday 🙂
Musing on what once was brings a bouquet of intimate memories and so well penned they need to be in my fave. list - - such a moving finalé to this look-back my friend..............x
thank you Fay .................................................................... Neville x
Even I can discern the absence but faint hope embodied there , Nev. Thanks
Cheers Dave ...................................... Neville
Beautiful words, I get lost in the flow of your imagery, line after line.
Thank you so very much for those heart-warming and encouraging words Bella .............. Neville
Great words from an even greater man. 😉
and You AP are far too kind to this old fella ....................... but he thanks you & truly .. 🙂
Credit deserved, credit delivered. 😉👍
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Such strong imagery in these lines! I really like this write. This is a love poem and it's wonderful!
How kind you are Christina8 & how very much appreciated my very dear friend ........... Neville
Cold winter winds outside can stir nostalgic thoughts. Alone times spur those thoughts of hope. Love is a warm place within us for yesterdays and hopes for chance.
It's all there and more i daresay in your emotional post today.
thanks DA .................................................... N
The imagery invoked by your words is really impressive. Now I want to see if I can do the same, you should be proud of yourself. (:
You are very kind my new found literary friend .. and I am more than delighted that you stopped by and considered this latest scribble of mine .............................................................. Neville 🙂
Beautiful words Neville, that love will be there forever.
Andy
Thank you my golden friend ............................. Neville
Wow this was so so glorious. I mean your descriptions are so fine and vivid like I'm literally in the moment. So well done!
thank you no end my friend ..................... Neville
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