Some Things Change Too Much
It’s funny how we change isn’t it,
over time, I mean ..
I note, you keep no photographs
of me now, my love ..
From which to make, any such
comparisons ..
Yet have several overflowing
albums, full of complete strangers ..
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Neville (
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Ahh the meaning here taken in so many ways. The mind wanders and ponders, is it a desire to to forget the past? Is it contentment with the present? What does it mean when one keeps no photos? The comparison of keeping them of others and not of you creates phantoms that shadow the present. There is a metaphor here as well photos are memories and those too if discarded mean dealing only with the present. A haunting poem of dreary existence frozen and locked in the now. We are what we have become with no way to return to what we were.
Thank you for your insightful understanding .. it is very much appreciated .. kindest regards, Neville
Excellent
Thank you T .. N
You're welcome Neville
KP's 5 million albums only have one person in them - her! lol.
But she's still your number one ..
Awww, a poignant 😢
and evocative poem!
Short and succinct with
deep feelings and
thoughts eloquently
expressed.
My pleasure to read!! 👍
Best regards ✌️ Thad
Thank you my friend .. So very much appreciated .. Neville
"Full of complete strangers." Sometimes, the passage of time leaves one unrecognizable. The love exists in the keeping of the "albums," cherished memories, no doubt. This poem points to the "changing" of lovers over time and how it changes their relationship. I like to think it grows deeper and more meaningful. A scene from the lives of older lovers. Very poignant. - Phil A.
You read me so well Phil, it is always a pleasure to find you have stopped by .. many thanks for your thoughts sir, they are priceless .. Neville
Excellent work, my friend.
That'll do nicely. Have a nice day now.
Misplaced priorities and a pretty cold heart. I have been there too. Nice work.
Glad I'm not the only one .. they say there is safety in numbers, don't they .. thanks for joining me here .. Cheers
This can be so true Neville looking back through albums show what we did with others and very few of ourselves.
Andy
Yes indeed, but sometimes it pays to think & look outside of the box .. Neville
An intriguing write, Neville. This reads so many different ways. Nicely done, mate.
Cheers Tom
aww, that's so sad- unrequited love is hard to digest
thanks for stopping by 🙂
Delighted to read your words. Really enjoyed it.
Good morning my time Young Fella, how nice it is to make your acquaintance and in particular here at MPS which has become something of a second home ..
I am most grateful to you for stopping by and considering one of my relatively recent my little scribbles. I assure you, such visits are invariably heart-warming and encouraging .. Kind regards and wishing you All Good Things, Neville
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