And There’s The Rub
it would appear
that by some
kind of accident ..
I somehow
discovered things
about you
that still frighten
me and fall
far beyond poetry
and all
that I love or hold
so dear ..
now though, I hear
you wear
your hair at least
shoulder
length and loose ..
I am also
led to believe it is
now quite
the colour of honey
and maybe
even smells of clover
whereas mine
is still quite close
cropped
and already grey ..
indeed, they
tell me these days
that you are
free to come and go
as you please ..
I on the other hand
am much more
like a genie locked up
in a bottle just
waiting to be rubbed up
the wrong way ..
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Author:
Neville (
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Comments7
Welcome home, Neville... bringing an enigmatic relationship back with you. Need any advice re being rubbed up the wrong way - just ask...
Cheers Dave .. 😎👍
So good to hear from you again. Hope you are doing well. A good read about changes and opposites as well. Some opposites attract others seem to repel and in that there is the rub.
Thanks mate .. a bit up n down at the mo' but hope to bounce back good n proper in the not too distant future .. Neville 👍
You are always welcome my friend and am looking forward to it
This one aches in a quiet, adult way—the kind that doesn’t raise its voice because it doesn’t need to. Tremendous work.
What a great review you have left for me Thomas thanks tons .. Neville 😎👍
Dang that genie, when I wished for a wifey, and he sent me KP! lol. Cooeee N.
I bet 🌵🍄👍
I'm gonna light a fire and put that lamp on it. That'll gee up that genie and teach him not to grant me bad things! lol.
That contrast between honey-colored hair and clover on one side, and cropped grey on the other, stays with me. Freedom versus containment told through bodies and time…simple and devastating. Love it, my friend. Hope all is well! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
I'm glad you could see it the way I hoped it might be seen Tristan, thanks for that mate .. I'm on the mend ta .. Hope you are good .. Neville 😎🐦⬛🖤🐈⬛🪰👍
Most welcome, mate! Glad to hear and I hope you mend sooner than later, my friend! All is well here!
Some people do change over time Neville, some for the better some for the worse. Welcome back.
Andy
Thank you kindly Andy 😎👍
Well written . Your poem explores themes of nostalgia, longing, and the passage of time. The speaker reflects on a past relationship, revealing a sense of fear and discomfort at the changes that have occurred, both in themselves and in the other person.
Hello dear friend .. how I wish I had your eye .. Thanks a million .. Neville 😎🌻💛👍
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