A Jar of Nuthatch

A Jar of Nuthatch

A Poem by Neville

A Jar of Nuthatch

 

In the heel

of a ball

of mistletoe

A jar

of Nuthatch

sang

the blues

While

elsewhere

he drew so

very deep

and oh’ so

very, very slow

Upon his

Marlborough

Then through

closed eyes

he could not

help  

but think

both long and

hard on you ...

 

© 2021 Neville


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Marlborough, I remember those f**s. These lines have an air of the seventies/eighties about them.. I can picture it clearly. Maybe you are drifting back in time. The f*g smoke adds to the atmosphere. I like the birds singing the blues and there is some deep dreaming going on here and some stirrings too if I am not mistaken. Nice little snapshot in time. Maybe it was the chick with the monastery gold hair :)

Chris

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

3 Weeks Ago


.. who knows .. maybe it was .. thanks Chris and truly :)



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I smoked those for awhile but was a Winston kind of guy...
But yes...a moment capsulized, a time when I smoked the most...after the leaving of a love...
like this style with the very short, rhythmic lines...
j.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

2 Weeks Ago


........ I had a taste for Winston too .. many moons ago now thank goodness ....... cheers j.. read more
I love the way-out-there-original whimsy of this! There's something jazzy & irresistible in the way you've clustered this eclectic collection of word-slinging possibilities (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

3 Weeks Ago


HUGs back at ya for that Margie .. thank you .. Here... have a (NUG) fondly on me ........ .. read more
I think that one of the birds is You, and whether it is you or not... this little song of blues and love, missing and sadness is a treasure to the hearts. it touches mine with a real gentle sadness. I love it.

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

3 Weeks Ago


Your little note touched me gently and made me smile ever so big .. thank you G Girl and tru.. read more
Marlborough, I remember those f**s. These lines have an air of the seventies/eighties about them.. I can picture it clearly. Maybe you are drifting back in time. The f*g smoke adds to the atmosphere. I like the birds singing the blues and there is some deep dreaming going on here and some stirrings too if I am not mistaken. Nice little snapshot in time. Maybe it was the chick with the monastery gold hair :)

Chris

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

3 Weeks Ago


.. who knows .. maybe it was .. thanks Chris and truly :)
In the quiet hours of the night our minds drift to “you”. Those emotions and feeling sneak in undetected creating an array of emotions

Posted 3 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

3 Weeks Ago


I like arrays of emotion .. I like arrays of the sun too and so I shall arrays my glass and .. read more
Poetic Beauty

3 Weeks Ago

You are welcome. I enjoy reading your scribbles
Neville

3 Weeks Ago


.................... ........... :)

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Neville

Gone West folks....., United Kingdom



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