Distilled Time

Neville

Distilled Time

 

Stopped clocks ..

Stilled

As time on a mountain

Quickens

But slowly so

And felt ..

Yet still as mountain air

Caught

And cupped

Then

Later savoured perhaps ..

 

  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 12th, 2023 12:31
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  • Fay Slimm.

    The way your words seem to highlight the intimate moment is always so engaging ..... a taste again of your talent for short-line intrigue - - thank you for sharing it mon ami...............x

    • Neville



      and thank you tooly for taking the time to take a little peek ............ and truly Fay .. x

    • orchidee

      I'm glad someone may savour things, cos there ain't no savouring for KP and I! lol.

      • jarcher54

        Orch, don't ever think your wit goes unappreciated! You made me laugh!

        • Neville



          I thought as a brand, they were already a salted

          • orchidee

            Oh lol.

          • Bella Shepard

            To capture a moment in time is serendipitous, to be saved and treasured. If this poem had a taste, I would say it is champagne. Beautiful my friend!

            • Neville



              I came here feeling fine and fit for work but leave feeling fantastic if not just a little bit tipsy .. thank you so much Bella 🌹

            • Doggerel Dave

              All the qualities of a distraction free moment, Nev; that moment just there...no knowledge of a beginning or end....

              Just telling what I got out of it...never mind what you meant...................🙂

              • Neville



                ............................................. Uncanny sir 😎👍

              • L. B. Mek

                'Yet still as mountain air
                Caught
                And cupped'
                you at your subtle best, Hyung
                these words are so deep
                (memento's, grip
                on our rear-view, mirror
                perspectives, distilled)
                I read and learn

                • Neville



                  Bless you sir .................. Neville



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