Quick Fingers
Despite those long, cool and slim fingers
of hers,
which by the way, she was so very well
known for ..
No amount of silk, gold thread, or time
that she
spent trying to mend him, would suffice ..
And at close
of day, he was still well and truly broken,
end of story ..
Oh’ yes, she was a weaver but she had
a witches touch ..
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Author:
Neville (
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- Comment from author about the poem: not everything is what it might first appear to be .. and believe me, she was one or two of them ..
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Comments13
And there are them with shorter fingers that do wonders it breaks the imagination!
Thanking you kindly for the thumbs up .. Neville 😎👍
Oh yeah 👍🏻👍🏻 That’s two thumbs up!
We have all been attracted by a rainbow, only to find it is raining on the other side, a make you think write
what a brilliant review my friend .. I shall remember your words that you left here for me today .. thank you .. Neville 😎🌈👍
You are very welcome
Good write N.
Thank you .. Neville
KP's fingers have to have those 5 golden rings of Christmas on each hand. Doh!
Unlike most, your poems provoke a great deal of thought. I would call them mystical and like nature itself hide their secrets beneath their beauty, Enigmas of wonder and I like Tobani's response that there may be rain on the other side of the rainbow we are attracted to and buying a car with a new paint job does not gurantee its performance. I find that I spend a good deal of time reflecting on not only the beauty of your poems structure but hidden meaning. Lovely worth a Fav
Thank you my friend .. you are indeed too kind .. Neville 😎👍
Very deep and impressive, dear Neville! I was on leave from the website, 'cause I had a lot of work to do)
Thank you my friend .. am so glad you are now returned .. Sending my seasons best to you & to all those you hold dear .. Neville 😎🧑🎄👍
I love reading your poetry, you write from experience and heart. And you do it so good! This is another well written piece. Lesson learned maybe?
Maybe .. but bless you regardless .. You really are most kind teardrop .. Neville 💛👍
There’s a fable I am slow to recall so this is a notice of delay , an excuse of sorts that shifts the blame for my dereliction to this amateur masseuse who BTW once traveled the Silk Road to illicitly acquire golden needles. Hmmm, perhaps her waxy gloves should have raised suspicion?
You just can't beat a decent fable can you . Cheers Bobby .. I'm now tempted to try and write the screen play to this brill review note you have so kindly left me .. Neville 😎👍
This, my friend, is a very thought-provoking poem. I love juxtaposition and duality and this line is an instant winner…and a mighty fine ending in my humble opinion:
“…she was a weaver but she had / a witches touch...”
This duality, for me, implies both the skills of a weaver (creation, mending) and also something potentially risky (or risqué?) and magical about the woman in the poem..That is not meant, necessarily, in a negative way, either. In fact, no value added to that ar all. Also, depending on how we define “witch”, witches could also be healers, etc. Anyway, like the woman of the poem, this write was charming! 🌹👏
I am over the moon Tristan, thank you so very bloomin much my kind friend .. Indeed, your in depth analysis becomes me .. Neville 😎👍
Ain't the ladies grand? I have to admit I love the contradictions. Well done.
They all are, aren't they .. & long may they remain so .. Cheers Dan .. Neville 😎👍
The ability of some people to fool us is often in our lives Neville.
Andy
Absolutely .. we just got to take extra care without making it obvious .. perhaps .. 😎👍
An intriguing write, Neville. Nicely done, mate.
Cheers Tom .. 😎👍
A brilliant study in superficialty, or at least that's what I felt. Please correct me if I was way off. Loved it
Thanks for taking part and leaving something behind .. Always appreciated r_i_s .. Neville 😎👍
Dang! I can just see them fangers now, a ghastly yellow-green hue to their customary shade and the nails what shoulda warned him, but failed. Beautifully rendered with superb imagery and a fitly haunting poignancy. Thank you for sharing.
Thank you Missy .. I am most grateful to you for the thumbs up .. Neville 👍
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