Stuck in Zagreb
Being stuck in Zagreb for forty-eight hours
was not the big deal
we thought it might be, once the rain had
well and truly stopped
and the skies became blue again, after all ..
We had our anchovies,
olives, house white wine, black bread and
of course, each other ..
A Few Notes to Self
Without life,
There can be no purpose ..
Without purpose,
There can be no meaning ..
Without meaning,
There can be no hope ..
Without hope,
There simply cannot be ..
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Author:
Neville (
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- Comment from author about the poem: Mid week special .. another two for one Wednesday .. sorry 🤍
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Comments12
Good writes N.
Please accept this dubble thank Q
Back to back - olives and purpose... there is yet hope still!
In our rush to get nowhere we miss the sensual pleasures of life. Taking one's time to smell the roses give purpose, meaning, hope and the realization that one does exist in this rat race about us. That's my shallow take on this poem that I felt as enjoyable as the olives, white wine, anchovies, and black bread. Thanks for the company
No, not at all, thanks for accepting my invitation .. 😎👍
Very lovely, akin to diary notes shared for private indulgence and the delight of viewing, leaving the reader elated at having vicariously enjoyed through the lens of the subtly eloquent poet. Beautifully rendered with a disarming simplicity and subtly winking poignancy, not to mention excellent imagery. Thank you very much for sharing.
Cor blimey Madam, you sure you got the write powet .. 😎💛👍
Oh, but me dearly loved this!
So all it takes is stopped rain (you should be so lucky) anchovies, olives, house white wine, black bread and of course, each other to wax philosophical does it?..🥂
I have still not received an apology or reason why my flight was cancelled .. nor as yet compensation .. my legal rep is now on the case ..
Ambidextrous - able to mitigate the situation with some poetry while at the same time suing the pants off the responsible airline.... Them's life skills.......
How kind of you to notice 🙂
Wow! Great write Neville! Wise words to end for sure! Powerful share that mixes poetic personal experience with timeless wisdom! Well done!
Many thanks Tristan .. I rally am most grateful to you sir .. All good Things, Neville
As I am grateful to you! You are welcome.
Excellent write Neville
Thanks again Tony
You're welcome Neville
Beautiful. Do write more. Looking forward to seeing
Thank you peet, you are more than welcome to come again .. Neville
Two for the price of one, we are lucky.
Full of fun and purpose. With a dabble of hope.
My cup of tea
Enjoyed very much Nev
When I know you're around, I aim to please Max .. Bless you and thank you .. Neville
Grand Slam, superb work. I hope the olives were Kalamatas.
Cheers Thomas .. muchly appreciated my friend .. Now you know better than to ask a gentleman don'tcha .. but because its you I'll make an exception .. No they were not, they were all mine, the bitch had her chance and she blew it .. 😎👍
And without hope, I guess we're out of luck. But at least we have these words to get by on. 😉
You are a very kind gentleman AP and with a heart as big as a planet .. Cheers 🍷👍
🤫 shhhh, I'm trying to keep a low profile. 😁
Both very good Neville, the second one especially.
Andy
Bless you Andy, then I'm gonna thank ya twicely .. Neville
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