Requiem For a Lost Cause
Just between you
and me
I want to be so
much closer than
the gap
between our two
coats
currently allows ..
Then later,
to share just one
more red apple
on just one more
park bench
and spending time
together
during this, my
very last autumn ..
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Author:
Neville (
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Thrilled as ever, wanting perhaps, but the universe knew you had the position that didnβt require any βupsβ
what a slippery slope this is .. and under the circumstances, I am merely inclined .. cheers B.O .. N
Sir, these few lines exchanged here and there sustain and satisfy.
LEVELS
Good write N.
I dunno about tasty red apples, but KP and I share sour grapes. lol.
grape news me old fruit ππππππππ
A tasty looking comment from you there N. - hungry now! lol
Brilliant!
from title to pinprick last dots
this was profoundly sobering
contemplation needed, as preparation
for those inevitable tear stains, in life
(I read and learn)
thank you! Hyung
I am spoilt rotten .. N π
A wonderful and tender write, N! Loved it till the very end....C
Thank you so much C am so glad you checked in .. N
Brings to mind the red coats and the blue (?) the history of it is getting vaguer as the days go by. The 'very last autumn' sounds a bit ominous.
Thereβs more om in us than many might imagine .. Cheers CB .. N
Both Εms and ohms it would seem to be so, N | Both
These words bridge many more gaps than the ones on benches my friend. Be proud sir, be proud.
Thank you Garth .. I am presently feeling my age ..
I too, as Rik above, picked up on the autumn line ....... what is to be made of this?.
It may be my down fall .. cheers Dave
You pull at the heart strings with this beautiful poem dear Nev. The simple pleasutes of coats touching but never close enough, the taste of a crisp red apple made even sweeter when shared, and the park bench where two can sit as one and just enjoy one anothers company. The longing for just one more encounter makes this so priceless my friend. I love it!,
How kind you are Bella, its always a treat to have you visit & leave an impression behind ... thank you & always .. Neville
I think this is a desire to focus on the important things in life, closeness and "time together."
It sounds by the title it is something not to be granted. Outside influence to force a separation? I enjoyed the ease of language in this poem. It sounded as though it was being softly spoken, almost mournfully. As always, a most enjoyable treat. - Phil A.
Many huge thanks Phil .. Neville
That person can be so important in your life Neville.
Andy
thank you kindly .. Neville
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