The Confession ..
He was just another old man scratching around in the sand, so it seemed ..
Maybe looking for some kind of inspiration ..
But no-one told him how hard it would be to find it, by staring into
the bowl of your now famous turquoise umbrella like that, did they darling ..
When out of the blue and while still peering down on her warm face and torn skirt ..
He swore he could make out a few faces and names from the past ..
Including those that continued to haunt him at night and on bloody anniversaries
of course, such as these .. and he knew then of course, they would simply go on
Until he set each one of them free again .. So it seems, that was the moment he knew
some kind of confession was long overdue and he decided to catch a cab to the police station ..
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Author:
Neville (
Offline) - Published: January 26th, 2023 04:34
- Comment from author about the poem: I am far from happy with this .. and it may well be tweaked in due course ..
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Comments7
Wow an unexpected plot twist at the end. Very good!! x
I am a one for unexpected plots .. bless ya C .. x
Sensational write Nev. - The turquoise umbrella did it for me - - reminiscent of a wonderful painting by Andre Kohn and his girl had a torn skirt too - -however I know not a thing of the male who faced need of confession - - as always the clever intrigue calls for knowing a bit more re. this haunt of a read..........x
as of this very moment, I am not at liberty to divulge anything further .. in time tho' I hope more can be revealed ................................. x
Interesting writing like how it starts more lighthearted with the mention of nature ( the sand ) and the turquoise umbrella ) but then it turns out he has a confession to make ( which I wasn’t expecting )
Especially like the first two verses
funny how things can take a sudden turn for the worse isn't it .. thank you VB (utbyr) 🙂
KP says it's excellent. What does she know about poetry though?! lol.
she's obviously got taste .. please give her my regards . .
If it's not too much trouble, Nev, would you mind if I put any appreciation on hold, until you arrive at a final version?
My overly literal mind has tied itself into a couple of knots over this, and I must take a lengthy lie down.
you are of course, well within your rights to do just that sir & without any fear of prejudicing our future relationship 🙂
Ah - the relief...🙂
attempting to scribe
those raw, heinous aspects
of our so-called 'human' nature
rarely lends itself to poetic eloquence
be Proud, Hyung
you find it hard to write, despite
your unquestioned skill and talent
because, I feel
like me, you have an innate hatred
for the very fact
that such words, need to exist
but this is why, I refer to those I respect
'we truth scribblers, few'
this is why, we challenge ourselves
to word, a transparency
to our reality, even its most
detestable aspects..
(I read and learn, wise Poet
thank you!)
again, way too kind brother .. but I thank you regardless
lovely
I suspect that may be something of an over statement but will thank you anyway .. thank you anyway
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