Its All in the Way that She Eddies and Flows

Neville

It’s All in the Way that She Eddies and Flows

 

Since like a river, you eddy and flow

I find myself looking

for somewhere or something

or somewhere to go ..

 

In the meantime however, I listen

and I feel for you

in the dark of the night and

the gold of each new day with you ..

 

Don’t expect me to wait tho' till the

floods come around again ..

When that moment is gone there’ll be

no turning back on my keel again ..

 

  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 12th, 2022 09:43
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  • Rocky Lagou

    Wow, great job Neville! I love this metaphor. I feel this is about relationships that can be quite hectic like tumultuous waters until they become "floods." But you do the right thing, walk away before it worsens. Marvelous!

    • Neville



      you are without doubt a very clever young soul Rocky many thanks for reading into me .. your visits are always appreciated ............ Neville

    • Paul Bell

      Once they see the gold, that's it, you keel over. Wonder if women know the price of gold is going up.

      • Neville



        thank you for stopping a while to consider these words Paul .. Neville

      • Distant View

        Poetically expressed, Neville. The joys of love are a constant delight!

        • Neville



          thank you .. they are indeed, aren't they DV ............ Neville

        • dusk arising

          Well this clinker built old knacker exposing his keel to brazen sunlight would dread to find himself righted in a flood for fear of dried out shrinkage.

          Looks like you're in a safe haven - stay out of the water.

          • Neville



            sound advice sir ....................... thank you .. Neville

          • orchidee

            Good write N.

            • Neville



              Cheers Mr. O 🙂

            • Rozina

              Rocky explained it so well. The weather is playing havoc here too! Good job Neville.

              • Neville



                he is good, isn't he .. but then I guess that's why they made so many films about him .. bless you Roz ........................ Neville 🙂

              • MendedFences27

                Time to raise the sails and head for the open seas. Sometimes you're sailing along, but at other times you're wrecked by storms, reefs, or worse a dreaded iceberg. Eddies will send you spinning.
                You are the boat and she is the river, metaphors for a relation(ship). Just keep her steady and find the open water. Thoroughly enjoyed by me. - Phil A

                • Neville



                  You have a fine eye Phil and your perception is spot on too my friend ......... many thanks indeed N

                • Goldfinch60

                  That gold can be with you for ever as it has happened to me Neville.

                  Andy

                  • Neville



                    I sure hope so Andy ... and I reckon I'm gonna have to start calling you Midas from now on ... N 🙂

                  • L. B. Mek

                    'look what you did
                    for the millionth time..
                    wrote down a few lines
                    and shared it, on-line
                    so now, you have me
                    going-off
                    surpassing my puny talents
                    limitations
                    making me dream
                    of that wannabe poet
                    I search for
                    with every coming, tide
                    of inspiration,
                    gifting me, a few more words
                    of scribbled, poesy's
                    presence, in my life..
                    thank you! Hyung
                    for reaffirming my status
                    as your loyal, Fan
                    what a corker of a write
                    dear Poet, supreme!'
                    (wading
                    through our sea of despair
                    we realise
                    in that callous face of life's, strife
                    bravado
                    lacks meaningful spice
                    and so, all we're left with
                    is the veracity
                    of our yearning
                    and that despair
                    in our hopeless, reaching..
                    ''Lighthouse, shine
                    ever-bright
                    fend my journeys, path
                    to those arms of warmth
                    I dream of, between
                    every blink
                    and mourn for, in each
                    wishful, breath
                    of unrepented: surrender'')

                    • Neville



                      .............................................. Bless you brother Mek ..



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