Irony
who needs holy books
when one might find truth lying
on a single page ..
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Author:
Neville (
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Very clever my friend the word play makes it all. A fave
Thanks brother soren .. it's so simple and true, I don't know why I hadn't thought to poem it before .. Neville
Well my brother you thought of it this time and I envy you
Joining in there with Soren. I envy you on having written this...in all the best ways, of course. 🤣 You are the poets' envy today, my friend. Soak it up. Well earned! This is not merely a passing fave from me. I'll be sure to keep coming back to it!
It's like a mustard seed.
which reminds me, how does one tell the difference between a mustard seed & a butterflies dropping? .. I'm asking for a friend who happens to be a baker 🦋
Heavy holy books may contain slim slivers of truth occasionally, when here in three short lines is a simple truth which did not require all that binding. Please read 'binding' in whichever way feels most appropriate.
Thanks Neville.
Although not into bondage, I felt both duty & honour bound to check all variants as requested .. and found I have a preference for 4)
(in Chomskyan linguistics) the relationship between a referentially dependent noun (such as a reflexive) and the independent noun phrase which determines its reference .. Cheers mate .. Neville
Well that's completely done me over - nice one, Neville.
My simple mind only saw two - the binding on the book and the binding of the adherents to the book. And that was plenty for me.
'See you next round...😜
Huzzzah!
....................... Such Shazam moments don't happen often .. Cheers, Neville
Very true Neville.
Andy
Now aint that the truth, ta tons .. Neville
Oh @#&$!...Neville...Nev...my dude...this is brilliant in its restraint. The irony lands without needing to overexplain itself, and that final phrasing leaves the whole thing balancing between revelation and deception at the same time. So clean and effective, my friend. Honestly, one of my absolute faves of yours. If I could get this framed...I would. Do I have permission? 🤣 Poet credited! Seriously...this is brilliant, mate. Well done, my dear friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛
You know when I drop murder on you, it's ALL LOVE. 💕
I am more than honoured & humbled, thank you brother T .. and yeah, why not, please feel free .. 😎🪰🖤🦋🐦⬛🎵🎵🐈⬛🖤🐦⬛🐦⬛🐦⬛👍
You have nailed it although books are relevant and revealing too
Bless you NSB .. N 😎🌻👍
Wishing you the same, doubled..have a beautiful day, followed by a great week...
There’s a quiet confidence in this—almost a gentle rebellion.
It suggests truth isn’t something reserved for the grand or sacred, but something that can arrive small, simple, and immediate—if you’re open enough to notice it.
I am mighty pleased you came by and smiled so favourably Thomas .. Thanks shedloads .. Neville
Neville you have done it again
STOPPED ME IN MY TRACKS
You have inspired my next one
Thank you...
How great it is to see you here my friend .. I am nigh on insurmountably chuffed to bits .. Neville 😎👍
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