Not Just Any Old Day at the Office

Neville

Not Just Any Old Day at the Office

 

Do you see what I mean ..

She asked ..

No, but I hear what you say ..

He replied ..

And then, they both laughed

as each took 

a deep breath, before stepping

right into the

path of the 08.57 and oblivion ..

 

  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 10th, 2022 03:25
  • Comment from author about the poem: they say s**t happens, don't thy .. well take my word for it .. it sure does
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 50
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Comments5

  • Fay Slimm.

    Nothing but experience could pen words that strike home so vividly this stark picture of very sudden and unexpected tragedy - -- a heart-wrenching read Nev. - -

    • Neville



      thanks Fay .. it is sadly, nothing more than what it says on the label .......... x

    • Doggerel Dave

      Too much Nev. Not sure why. I pride myself in an awareness of the realities of people's lives, yet i find this disturbing....

      • Neville



        Me too mate .............. Me too & no maybe's but thanks for stopping by ... Neville

      • arqios

        Oh doubles. Sad it wasn't a tennis match or a café.

        • Neville



          cheers

        • orchidee

          Ahh, was the train on time that day? Doh!

          • Neville



            I'll leave that up to you to decide, I don't often feel compelled to write about the punctuality of trains .. and anyway, we both know they are never on time in the UK Mr. O

          • Goldfinch60

            Amazing words Neville, in this day and age it is happening more and more.
            I have experienced close people trying to commit suicide but they spoke to me and all became better.

            Andy

            • Neville



              Yes, still on the increase .. However, it would seem you have a golden touch .. I may start calling you Midas Andy 🙂

              • Goldfinch60

                No Midas Neville, I just listen.

                Andy



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