Floating Down On a Whisper

Neville

Floating Down On a Whisper

 

I think it might

have been

yesterday when ..

I caught

a brief glimpse

in some random

cracked

window pane

of my nemesis,

somewhere

off Oxford Street ..

And who looked

so much

younger than

I ever did,

back in the day ..

Now I do crave,

a whole day

without corners

or mirrors

and no strategic

retreats

to distract me ..

But since

you insist upon

using both

codes and fresh

metaphors

each new day ..

Then we don’t

have much further

to look for

the right answers ..

Since that

old red silk scarf

of yours,

says it all anyway ..

As it floats

down on a whisper,

to the most

dangerous

of sidewalks below ..

 

 

 

  • Author: Neville (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 1st, 2023 02:01
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments8

  • orchidee

    Good write N.
    I caught a brief glimpse of KP - though it looked like an old trout! lol.

  • Neville

    You are clearly besotted and far too reliant on the mental defence mechanism of reaction formation .. you are also more nutty than a topic ..

  • Thomas W Case

    Fantastic write my friend.

    • Neville



      You are way too generous Tom but I thank you & kindly my friend .. Neville

    • MendedFences27

      Ole! As a bull charges toward that falling "red silk." Ole! And that "dangerous sidewalk" (What, not a pavement?) gets a whole lot more threatening. At last, some passive resistance to a "nemesis" pays off.
      A great tale of retribution. - Phil A.

      • Neville


        I'm trying to go global Phil .. and anyway, it increasingly feels like American is the new English ..

        Cheers tho for looking further than I could reasonably expect .. Neville

      • Bella Shepard

        R.I.P. old red silk scarf, as it "Floats down on a whisper", seems like closure. Beautifully crafted dear Nev!

        • Neville



          Dang you are so bloomin good Bella and my word, how you have been missed .. Neville

        • Teddy.15

          Very powerful my dear Nev, especially the ending. ❤️

          • Neville



            Its all true although it wasn't Oxford Street .. or for that matter, yesterday .. ❤️

            • Teddy.15

              Ah Oxford Street ((((❤️)))))

            • LIZ

              Mmmmm your own reflection? Understanding, looking at what was? Just thinking out loud!!! 🫢💜💜💜

              • Neville


                Yeah, me too LIZ 💜

              • Dove

                Love the Title, very inspiring… “Floating Down on a Whisper”

                In dreams I sail upon a whisper’s breath
                A tender Breeze that carries me afar
                My sprit soars , unburdened by the earth,
                To realms unknown, where wonders truly are

                With gentle grace , I drift upon its tide
                Through ethereal mists, a tranquil flight
                Embracing silence, I let go of my pride
                And lose myself in this celestial light

                Best to you… ❤️❤️❤️

                • Neville


                  How could I not thank thee my very dearest of Doves .. Bless you mistress of sky ❤️

                  • Dove

                    Bless you Dear Neville....



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