Out of the Blue

Out of the Blue

A Poem by Neville

Out of the Blue

 

It was not until

She placed

Her perfumed

Finger tips

Upon those

Very perfect lips

He drew lazy

Circles on

Last night

She ever

Realised that

Marriage kids

And roses

Round the door

Were no longer

On the menu

But were

Dreams she had

Since she was

Just a little girl

With freckles

Ankle socks

And lollipop's

Somewhere else

And once upon

A time

Whilst elsewhere

It did

Dawn on her

She had been oh

So very wrong

About so many

Other things besides

Thereafter though

To pardon him

Of all the blame

She had once cast

When anger burnt

Both brain and heart

She opened up

And cried

Moments such as this

She said

Might be all

We ever have

I know

Yet I would

Rather these

Than all the bruises

And the lies

So many men

Have given me

In days long past

I now choose freely

To forget

And willingly let go

 

 

 

© 2019 Neville


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Neville, you surely connected with many women and men here. Age might bring wisdom, but it also crushes our childlike dreams and expectations. And, after the highs and lows, we indeed adjust to our “reality.” I suppose it’s not so bad to focus on gratitude. Even the darkest days we can be thankful dawn will break again, and maybe the sun will shine upon us.

Posted 4 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

4 Years Ago

Many thanks indeed, I very much appreciate your comments here... All Good Things, Neville



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many prostitutes are victims, and until they realize, and want to stop being a "victim" nothing will change in their realities, I see on the other hand, an abused wife/lover for years, pushing her pain and anger on her man for the long years of harm, though he might be the cause of it, but the key of salvation is within her.

the moment of awakening all what is needed, out of the blue, just as You've paint with Your words.

Posted 5 Years Ago


Neville

5 Years Ago

Hey... you seem to be on a roll my friend.. I used to work with many marginalized, misunderstood and.. read more
Life doesn't always go the way we thought or anticipated. Being thankful for what we have is important. It keeps us sane.

Posted 5 Years Ago


Neville

5 Years Ago

I suspect life rarely goes the way we imagined or hoped it might when we were younger.. We are gener.. read more
These moments are all we have....This is the thought that has been screaming at me lately for nothing is ever really promised. We must love, we must forgive, we must reach out and find the bliss. Lots to breathe in and out here dear Neville!

Posted 5 Years Ago


Neville

5 Years Ago

Ah' but no one should hold their breath forever... Warm heartfelt thanks Queenie.... Neville

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