A Very Sudden Realisation


A Very Sudden Realisation


For some odd reason

I just

could not stop myself


bringing back all those

bloody apples ..

That’s right,

those I stole from some

old neglected

orchard over there ..

Somewhere beyond

where the black

and the yellow smoke

is no doubt still set

on rising ..

And even now, I recall

the look

you gave when I returned

to you in the back

of that old blue truck ..

With all the red ones

stowed safe

in the makeshift basket

of your pretty

upturned orange umbrella ..

And for a moment then

I felt like some

goddam hero might well

have felt in some

long forgotten movie ..

But then

I remembered the

single hens egg

I hid and then ate raw

on my way back to you ..

And for

the very life of me

I swear, I don’t know

why I did that ..

Maybe, because it was

there and I was

so very, very hungry ..

For some reason

war can do just that

to even

the very nicest of fellas,

and then

it dawned on me ..

Maybe I am not such

a fucking hero after all ..




  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: July 6th, 2022 00:47
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 75
  • User favorite of this poem: Accidental Poet.
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  • tallisman

    Enjoyed that!

    • Neville

      ............................................. cheers πŸ™‚

    • orchidee

      Good write N.

      • Neville

        write good N

      • Fay Slimm.

        A confession penned from dire hunger could not be more moving Nev. and eating raw eggs suffices to call heroes those who have to partake yet still remain the " very nicest of fellas" so hats off to the likes of yaself mi amigo .........x

        • Neville

          Can't wait for me full English though Fay & a nice cuppa tea .................. x

        • arqios

          That depth and that rawness and belatedly that conscience pointing to a less than shining moment of live or die without a fight. Inner struggle unfurled in verse. Thank you, Nev. /Rik.

          • Neville

            Many sincere & huge thank you's are heading your way my fine literary friend .................... Neville

          • spilleronsheet

            Good one dear Neville
            The words so well matched the imagination
            Imagery at its best
            And truly enjoyed it…

            • Neville

              Thank you for the smile your words put on my face as soon as I found them here waiting for me πŸ™‚

            • Dove

              What people do to survive is heroic,
              In the forest, desert, or a war torn country, its all different, but hunger never leaves us. Beautiful imagery. Lucky there weren't any bulls to chase you away from apples, or angry old farmers wife, mad you stole her chicken eggs. Love to see your words again

              • Neville

                I love the fact you have left a little something here that is far bigger and more important than it may at first appear ........ N

              • Doggerel Dave

                Trip worthwhile to you, I think. And the return not just an exit. A journey with extra depth.
                Thanks Nev.

                • Neville

                  absolutely Dave, and I thank you sir, for noticing .............. N

                • Accidental Poet

                  You're still my hero N. 😊

                  • Neville

                    Aww gawsh, now ya got me coming over all unnecessary AP ......... bless you tho n truly tooly πŸ™‚

                  • Matthew Kx

                    Very visual, imagery and message on point. Thanks for sharing.

                    • Neville

                      How very kind of you Matthew and much appreciated sir .. Neville

                    • Bella Shepard

                      I'm late to the poem, but love it. The hero survives, the coward feels no remorse. I Can't possibly imagine what you experienced, but I do know it takes a true hero to see pain, suffering and injustice and acts because he knows it's the right thing to do. Hero's don't have to sit and ponder, they go and do what is needed because that's who they are. Thank you for being who you are.

                      • Neville

                        I am magnificently humbled by your visit & by your ever so kind acknowledgement of what was in effect, a very small deed indeed ..................... Your friend, Neville

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