On Waking Up in Rio
When we eventually
woke up in Rio,
my hands felt too big
and my feet
looked so very small ..
Until I lifted
my head and I realised ..
We had somehow fallen
asleep on the way, top to toe ..
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Neville (
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Nicely done, Neville. Perfectly captured the feeling of waking up and wondering where you are and what's going on. 🙂
Yeah .. thanks for that Tom .. its not every day one wakes up and finds oneself in Brazil, is it .. unless one is a Brazilian I guess .. 😎👍
Lifting your head could have been a very risky enterprise, Neville...best to take such extraordinary moves extremely gently indeed.......
thanks for the advice Dave .. I shall remember it, just in case ..
Sounds like one of those dreams where you wake up and nothing makes sense. Been there done that. 😉
just as well I wasn't on call .. 😎👍
That's literally me after my afternoon sleep!Great poem.
I would love to have an afternoon sleep .. thank you Neilton ..
Good write N.
that's jolly decent of you Steven .. ta .. Neville
Seems like a dream to me, waking up anywhere in Rio 🌹 Neville slumberbashing in Brazil how wonderful 💜
it was indeed lovely Teddy .. I would certainly advocate going but was most surprised at how few people spoke any English at all .. 🌹
Disorientated maybe after jet lag. You woke up on holiday, not having a clue where you were. Been there and done that Neville. Lucky you travelling to Rio. Fab.
It was FAB but it was a while ago now Cassie and now I am looking forward to the Caribbean come June .. but am taking a fortnights break in a week or so as taking my granddaughter on her first holiday to the Algarve .. with her mummy & daddy of course .. Neville
We are also having a family holiday in ten days time. Eight of us going. You will have a fab time on holiday for the first time with your granddaughter in the Algarve. You have lots to look forward to 🙂 The Caribbean, is the icing on the cake. Enjoy.
It's fantastic and very relatable.
it was fantastic and we weren't related .. 😉
Waking up in Rio, disoriented and confused, sounds like movie plotline.
The poetry comes from the fact you were not alone.
A small yet intriguing poem. One wants to know what happened next. - Phil A.
Really .. Sir Fences, you ought to know better by now than to ask a gentleman .. So good to see you Phil, I hope all is good with you, it seems like an age since you were last here .. Neville
The seamless aspect of that “bundling” speaks of a great acquired existing comfort of soul and body atwixt and represents an accordance of high value and is a constant gift and lift and makes me happy that is within your possession.
I am so glad you called Bobby, I had been wondering how you are my friend .. Cheers and hope life is treating you kindly .. Neville
Those dreams can take you to some very strange places Neville.
Andy
One of my fave places actually .. & I aint talkin Rio .. which was of course very nice too 😉
Your poem is like a rollercoaster for the imagination! It paints a vivid picture of wonder. The imagery is striking. Great job!
what a lovely thing to suggest Cloie .. thank you my lovely .. Neville
As a Brazilian, this speaks to me on another level. That last line feels as if it were almost slurred by a drunken man: “top to toe.” Everything is affected and everything surrounding the speaker is so captivating. ✨
Bless you brother .. if my memory serves me correctly, I did get a teensy bit tipsy on one occasion .. and I do hope to go back to Brazil one day .. so maybe we could have coffee .. Neville
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