The thrill of hiding those special moments and hoping nobody else notices is expertly captured in these three beguilingly short lines - - I see that like me you like the word Covert mon ami...........................x.
Liking this N and not an e'ermore in sight! It's 'alway' that's a problem. Don't publishers realise it's poetic, and that poetry is, erm, poetic?! It does not always have to be 'always'.
End of waffle or guff, or rabbiting on!
(eye to eye, promises
covertly playful whispers
all is fair, in craving thoughts
and imagined fantasies
till
we seek reality's, sensations...)
it's all fun n games
till drinks are involved
then tis all
'but it meant nothing dear'
confessions
and spilt tears over a moments
foolish choices
but then society, as whole
claps and laughs, like heartbreaks
are Christmas pantomime punchlines
and we all learn to move on
like betrayal is a pill, everyone learns to swallow
so no reason to endlessly, wallow
(erm
so maybe I've still got some issue to be resolved
... maybe)
lol
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The thrill of hiding those special moments and hoping nobody else notices is expertly captured in these three beguilingly short lines - - I see that like me you like the word Covert mon ami...........................x.
thanks Fay ........ x
Liking this N and not an e'ermore in sight! It's 'alway' that's a problem. Don't publishers realise it's poetic, and that poetry is, erm, poetic?! It does not always have to be 'always'.
End of waffle or guff, or rabbiting on!
publishers generally only want to make money .. but I think I get you ........ maybe 🙂
Will they 'alway' refuse my poem submissions? lol.
(eye to eye, promises
covertly playful whispers
all is fair, in craving thoughts
and imagined fantasies
till
we seek reality's, sensations...)
it's all fun n games
till drinks are involved
then tis all
'but it meant nothing dear'
confessions
and spilt tears over a moments
foolish choices
but then society, as whole
claps and laughs, like heartbreaks
are Christmas pantomime punchlines
and we all learn to move on
like betrayal is a pill, everyone learns to swallow
so no reason to endlessly, wallow
(erm
so maybe I've still got some issue to be resolved
... maybe)
lol
one or two .............................. maybe .. but I'm gonna look the other way & nod my thanks in your vague direction 🙂
The reveal, voluntarily or otherwise, and later the resulting silent knowing, the open secret, secret still.
Shhh' don't say a word
Not a whisper!
Moments we conceal, and choose not to reveal, but hold onto with zeal and a sly smile. Captivating my friend!
.................. I can feel where you are coming from, & I thank you for it my friend 🙂
Well done, Neville.
They are slippery little devils though.
indeed, they are sir .... 🙂 and thank you 🙂
So true Neville.
Andy
Cheers Andy 🙂
So absolutely true, great depth in them those few words
thank you kindly my friend ...... N 🙂
Irony, ain't it?
PS: searched 'pantomime' in relation to poetry....glad it only rated a 'maybe'....
as indeed it should ................ perhaps 🙂
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