Upon the Drift of Wimbleball Lake
Looking much like some
misshapen shard of silver blue glass
on a warm summers day
and from a distance, with no visible
signs of a ripple or wave
to give her away, nor to hint at the
length or the depth of her ..
Up close tho’ she lures like a mistress
and acts a little depraved
Just the way that you want her to ..
Yet, here and there, where the blossom
drifts and banks of it pile high ..
That is where, we may once have made
love, neath a near cloudless sky ..
There on the drift of Wimbleball Lake
that jewel of a place, pinned
to the heart of our very own rural Exmoor ..
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Neville (
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a lovely writing ))
and a seriously lovely and much appreciated viewing ... N 🙂
just
ahhhhhh
like, just
ahhhhhhhhhhhhh
you know?!
just
ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
how I cherish
those innate, subtle brushstrokes
in your bewitching, Poetry
thank you, Hyung
as-ever, I read
and learn, gratefully!
that's so very bloomin kind my friend ............ bless you .. N 🙂
Memories lay like a mist upon the landscapes of our mind yet blow in the face with sudden reminisce when we confront such places in the flesh.
Once again your poetry has a mystic haunted feel drawing your reader into the inevitable picturescape... a watercolours haze in my minds eye rests peacefully.
your words laid above are like poetry and look n read divine to these great big ears & eyes of mine 🙂
Well done, Neville.
Sometimes nature and love collide and it all makes sense. You have captured it well.
Cheers Jez .. very muchly appreciated my friend .. N
Wow, truly quite the touching tale Neville. I mean I totally felt the bittersweet sensations your poem gave me, with the wistful longing and the "could've been's." Sometimes not everything is destined, sadly. Hope you're doing good now though, you know with the whole love shebang.
well just for the record, I can't thank you enough for checking in and the encouraging review .. but a gentleman neva tells, does one ................ N 🙂
I love the "her that is the lake" which is reminiscent of the "her that you loved". Those moments are special and priceless. How lyrical and beautifully crafted.
many thank you's my friend, I really could not ask for more ................... Neville
A beautiful imagery
I was lost in the scenery
A calm serene place
To take abode in the pains
Truly enjoyed dear Neville
so nice of you to say so spills bless you my friend .... Neville
Should I meet her? lol.
thank you for visiting these words orchidee
So beautiful Neville.
thank you Roz ...................................... Neville
A very special place for you Neville and will always be special to you.
Andy
Cheers for that & to you, my little golden wonder ......... Neville
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