With Nothing More to Lose
I noticed there were rainbows
forming
from the arc of tears then
falling
like multicoloured waterfalls
of fractured
stained glass, poured upon
the pretty
yellow handkerchief you held
against those
most amazing eyes of yours ..
Oh’ my darling
look at me, they say I’m dying
and it feels
like I’ve got nothing more to lose ..
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Author:
Neville (
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Beauty and sadness all rolled up together. How could they co-exist and yet they do!
indeed they do CB .. and ta for noticing
A fine write N.
Thank you Mr O 🙂
A linguistic picture of heart-touching moments when tears tell more than one piece of a story through your expertise with the pen. Unmatched your ways with words my dear friend.
Flattery will get you anywhere Fay .................................................... x
Anywhere eh ? - -- - -- Oh yu is a rascal yu is.................. x
Beautiful imagery! I felt that.
What could possibly be better than that ............... thank you so much jenny.g 🙂
The way you have used the imagery of color to bring this piece to life is extraordinary. Bittersweet, heartbreakingly beautiful. A true fav!
looking at life through a kaleidoscope kinda helps with the more subtle tones .. the rest is down to mirrors, smoke, a few choice words and of course luck 🙂
To begin it reads like a love poem with all the trappings: "rainbows," "waterfalls," "stained glass," "handkerchief," and her "eyes.' Then, it shifts to the tragedy that it becomes. Having read it several times one discovers that it is in fact a Love poem.
Well done, it drew me in and held me spellbound until the end. - Phil A.
Thank you kindly Phil, that's just what I wanted to hear .. N 🙂
Wonderful emotive words Neville.
Andy
Thank you Andy, as always, very much appreciated .. Neville 🙂
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