Semi-Precious Summers
I wonder,
does she ever even notice
these days ..
When she’s passing, that is ..
How the old wisteria
just happens to be weeping
amethysts again ..
Presumably for us
this spring, and throughout
the whole
of our semi-precious summer ..
Just look,
where they lay now ..
And in such pretty little heaps ..
There, beneath
what was once
our bedroom window ..
Yes there, where we made love,
caught laughter,
and even wrote half decent poetry ..
Now though,
a most redundant sanctuary ..
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Neville (
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Good write Neville.
I recovered after that petit mort thingy. Fido don't let me have anything 'exciting'. He's kept me in this sheltered life. lol.
So today - half decent poetry..... as long as it's not ropey, grotty, rubbishy! lol.
thank you for the vote of confidence Mr. O ......................... Neville 🙂
'Just look,
where they lay now ..
And in such pretty little heaps ..
There, beneath
what was once
our bedroom window ..
Yes there, where we made love,
caught laughter,
and even wrote half decent poetry ..'
(I love that poise, metaphor
of breath
inhaling and exhaling
from line to line
emoting, just how much
it took, from your
to out these Truths..)
what a brave write! dear Poet supreme
and in your words
my own, windowsills
adorned
by those churned, blossoms
of love
come back, as such vivid
memories
and so I too, reminisce
and write
and write
hoping, a day will come again
when I can make Poetry
out of life...
(ever grateful I read
and heed
and hope, someday
to learn
my cherished friend)
thank you!
You really know how to leave your mark Mek .. and I am of course both delighted and immeasurably grateful to you, for your, as yet, unwavering support .. Neville
'as yet'..
what sobering testimony, to that cruelty of life
awaiting at every unassuming, corner or hurdle...
till our 'as yet' is revealed
let us bask and delight
as carefree as we can
my friend;
ending's, have no power
over those
who cherish their journeys
like we, do..
for as long as we can both wield a pen, let forever, be always then ..
Amen!
Such an emotive verse Nev. The pathos of petalled togetherness when love had beginnings is perfectly poemed in this heart-tugging look back on days of lost summer. Never redundant your heartfelt sentiments always get this reader's top marks ............ x
and your visits invariably leave me feeling truly blessed to have such a talented poet as your good self smile down upon my scribbles ............................................ Neville x
Very emotive words Neville and such a shame that that sanctuary is now redundant.
Andy
I absolutely concur with you my golden friend .. Neville
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