Listen Through the BreezeA Poem by NevilleListen Through the
Breeze Although you may
never hear his mandolin again
Except for maybe
on the wind It would be such a
crying shame if not, indeed a
sin Should you never listen
for it every now and then
… And whilst we are both
here right now I think that you should
know There are certain shades and tones I
never want you caught in,
ever .. Such is the legacy
of a yesterday gone oh’ so terribly
wrong So wrong in fact, we
might need prayers mid streams of precious fairy lights and bunting And get this .. I never want you
choreographed For that would be too much to ask, but
want you So much more than I did once
want you .. In those flimsy turquoise
triangles, those which, With all respect barely covered anything
at all But then you know
that don’t you … © 2021 Neville |
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1 Review Added on September 5, 2021 Last Updated on September 5, 2021 AuthorNevilleGone West folks....., United KingdomAboutSometimes my imagination get's the better of me and then the pen takes over .. more..Writing
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