New Freedoms to Roam
My word,
how he did marvel, at just how quick
she rid herself,
of what must have felt like some kind
of discreet
well starched and likewise, cumbersome
prison garbs ..
Best not to mention here, all those other
associated yet
clearly, unmentionable inconveniences ..
Nor the near
100% protection so many pretty petticoats,
the nuns did
repeatedly insist, collectively afforded her ..
Dissent
He was once, so very
beautiful
and he meant so very
much ..
Though she kept him
at a distance
and yet, despite her
hunger ..
She denied them both
and sadly,
did not dare to touch ..
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Author:
Neville (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Hey, its another 2'sday so if twos company .. and free's a crowd .. who's gonna complain about a little crowd funding ..
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Good write N. I don't suppose I will unravel anything cryptic, whether it's one, two, or 100 poems! lol.
I think the best place for you sir might be in a crypt ..
There's a saucy saying - The church cat crept into the crypt and cr......d. A bit swoony! lol.
Looks like once she rids herself of all that gear, she knows where she's going.....maybe she could give number two a nudge, or gazump her completely.
Think I'd be any good as a problem auntie in the back of those women's mag...... well maybe not...
I think you are very good Dave .. and would probably make an excellent agony aunt ..
More bargain poems Neville. I do love a bargain. Two for the price of one. They appear to be related in some way. You know those Convent educated girls, from memory always spent more time in the confession box. The second sort, was more concerned about her halo. She needed to keep it well polished and it sounds that she succeeded. Have a peaceful and contented Tuesday my friend.
You got it Cassie and in spite of that, you still left such an encouraging view ... Have a wonderful Wednesday .. Neville
Ah interrelated poems lovely. My old grammar teacher taught us that run on sentences lead to the loss of thought. However in this case the thought was not lost but rather enhanced. It was that second thought with the second poem that caused it to drift. His name was not Johnson was it? Fun read Neville
Thanks a minion mate .. muchly appreciated kind sir .. No, the only Johnson I recall was Andy Johnson the old ex England & Saints rugby player who was my class teacher and gave me the slipper more than once and knocked me into touch for being norty .. We met at a reunion a few years back and he remembered me .. Neville
To shed is to be free, especially those inhibitions that could be heaped upon those too young to know better. Good write my friend, I hope she never looked back.
You are a credit to our species Bella .. always either almost, or precisely spot on .. Neville
Those nuns can be so frightening Neville.
Andy
Tell me about it .. and they have so many bad habits ..
Yes tey should wash them sometimes.
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