The Last Laugh

Neville

The Last Laugh

 

I used to laugh once,

not out loud

but to myself, when

I heard them

queuing at bus stops

and moaning

about time and how

did that happen

and where did that go

 blah bla etc etc

    of course, I now get it ..

I feel the whole

world through the sole

of each shoe

and all these miserable

joints of mine

  are nothing to laugh at ..

believe me,

the grass is not always

  greener at all ..

and as I wait my turn

in this queue

here by a roadside, I’m

pretty sure if

I listen, long and hard

enough, then

I might hear someone

laughing over

my shoulder, not out

loud perhaps,

but far more remotely

   and to themself ..

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  • sorenbarrett

    Neville good to hear from you this poem strikes a nerve in this aging body where such lines can easily be identified with and aches grow more numerous and frequent and yes I do hear people from time to time over my shoulder laughing to themselves and I wonder. Well written my friend

    • Neville


      Thanks sorenbarrett .. Neville

      • sorenbarrett

        Most welcome my friend

      • arqios

        Parallax is one of those words that ring my bell. And at the moment, using it for viewing another's field from a certain angle makes it look greener and such. 🙏🕊️

        • Neville


          Just make sure you look before you leap .. green can be so inviting .. Cheers, Neville

          • arqios

            True, True!

          • Thomas W Case

            There’s a quiet sting to this—the kind that sneaks up on you the same way time does.
            You start with a smirk at others, and end with the echo of that same smirk coming back around for you.

            That closing turn is the knife: not cruel, just inevitable.
            Life doesn’t mock us loudly—it just waits its turn, then chuckles under its breath.

            • Neville



              those quiet stings bite deeper & hurt more than mere paper cuts regardless of how deep they cut .. I am both honoured & humbled my friend .. Neville

            • orchidee

              Good write N.

              • Neville


                ta O .. N

              • Goldfinch60

                Age is great fun isn't it Neville? LOL

                Andy

                • Neville



                  I am of the increasing opinion it may be relative .. but thanks for the nudge Andy .. Neville

                • Tristan Robert Lange

                  Neville, what a wonderful piece. This one made me smile...and then it made me nod. There comes a point when all those things we once chuckled about suddenly start making perfect sense. Beautifully done, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

                  • Neville


                    You are far too kind Tristan .. Many thanks my good friend .. 🐈‍⬛🖤🐦‍⬛⚫⬛🏴▪️😎👍

                  • cellinic

                    What I like about this sort of reflection is that it is sophisticated, filled with ignorantia docta mood and spirit, best wishes, a fave, my friend

                    • Neville



                      Bless you .. I'll take it my new found literary friend .. Neville



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