Leave the View Behind

Leave the View Behind

A Poem by Neville
"

once upon a happening...

"

 

Leave the View Behind

 

Despite being

Whispered  

Her words

Were  

Each heard

And

Though each

Was heard

Clearly  

They each

Sounded absurd

Since

We have but

A moment

Yet time to

Lament

There is no

Need to

Linger upon

A love

Now long spent

So from a

Room filled

With mirrors

And the

Sweetest of

Scents

A sea view

To die for and

The cheapest

Of rents

It is time to

Reflect

She said

Pointing her

Finger at me

Oh’ and on 

Your way out 

Be sure to 

Close the door  

And leave

The view behind


© 2020 Neville


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Even when love rolls out with the tide, it's not always easy or possible to actually let it go. It's like those mind-frames keep returning year after year; cycling like the moon itself as it shrinks and grows with the forces of the earth.

I do always enjoy the tenderness of your poems coupled with the human realization that no matter what we feel we cannot keep the present as it is or relive the past. But memory and its inciting experiences are so powerful that we can hold on to people and things for many a day long after the view has disappeared.

I would think that any lover that asks the other to forget the view is only fooling him or herself. Or perhaps planting a seed and wishing to be held on to forever. It's a lovely but sad story you've shared, Neville. And one most of us can relate to, I am sure. There is always a moment somewhere in time that stays as fresh as the day it was lived.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


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Neville

2 Weeks Ago

A welcome and much appreciated visit my friend.. and yes.. you are quite write :)



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Well, it looks like someone was literally "shown the door" some time ago, in a moment far, far away! We ladies love to use that reflect/introspect line on our suffering partners. Its a tool of our trade and its very, very effective! I am sure in this case, the view of the sea was far more lovely than that of the ranting, finger pointing female. You lost one view, but saved yourself another, i suppose! A lovely flow and rhythm here, dear Neville. It slides down the page beautifully, much like the words off her tongue. Much enjoyed! :))

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


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Neville

2 Weeks Ago


many big thank you's blown in your direction my dear friend :)
"We have but/ A moment/Yet time to/Lament." What's done is done. She doesn't sound like a let 'em down easy kind of lady. Definitely not overly sentimental. Perhaps you're better off.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


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Neville

2 Weeks Ago


maybe you are write... cheers John...
:((((((((((((((((((((( so sad .. really like how the form rolls out the scene .. each bit of rhyme unexpected and a treat .. poor lad :((((((((((((((( he'll take the view anyway ... too many memories of love and serenity to leave it all behind
E.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


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Neville

2 Weeks Ago


Good day Gene.. thank you sir.. my glass was raised high yester eve as promised.. Enjoy Sund.. read more
Einstein Noodle

2 Weeks Ago

ahahaha i saw you and raised me own sir! :) hope that health and healing are always with you my frie.. read more
Neville

2 Weeks Ago


back at ya and truly :))
Memories of lost love! It can be painful! I liked your simple prose!

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


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Neville

2 Weeks Ago


that's me all over.. simple that is... thank you kindly sir

Neville
Views are cool, but what we see physically can be beautiful but with killer instincts..when we delve inside...go for the ride, and then get tossed out of the car at full speed...
the view accelerating in the rear view mirror.
j.

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


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Neville

2 Weeks Ago


a good point of view, thank you Jacob.
N.
Not that I want to apportion blame here, but I will anyway... She sounds a right wrong 'un Neville, taking your view away before you were finished playing with it.
I recognise those moments, with many more alloted to lament over what was never meant to be, but would we change our ways to replay it again... Answers on apostcard to the usual address.
We live, we love, we learn, we forget, then repeat until we either get it right or give up and buy a drone to amuse ourselves.
You should see it, it's a beaut. 1000 metre range and two hd cameras. All matt black and sinister looking. Well, the gulls and other wildlife seem to think so.
Is that a bald spot on the back of my head? 😀

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

2 Weeks Ago


thank gawd someone believes in me, cheers mate… two hd cameras wots the world coming to eh.. read more
Lorry

2 Weeks Ago

I think it was the suns reflection, which we're not that used to here. Or maybe it was the home hair.. read more
Neville

2 Weeks Ago


…………………………………… Sweet :)
I loved the complete poem Neville.
"A sea view
To die for and
The cheapest
Of rents
It is time to
Reflect"
The above lines could stand alone. In old age, reflection is our wealth. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry. I liked this one.
Coyote

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

2 Weeks Ago


Thank you Coyote and a big one at that sir..
Neville
Coyote Poetry

2 Weeks Ago

You are welcome my friend.
Sad situation, sad poem Neville. Breakups are all that. However, I am lingering on that sea view. Partings can be hell, but to lose a wonderful sea view and a cheap rent, that would be double the misery. I am also wondering whether there was any lament here by either one? You know that saying, act in haste, repent at leisure. That just crossed my mind. Love when it turns sour can sure be painful. Memories can be a double edged sword can't they? Have a lovely Saturday evening.

Chris

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

2 Weeks Ago

It is the anniversary of my period of homelessness …
it all happened such a very long time.. read more
Christine Anne Shaw

2 Weeks Ago

Your green velvet jacket with the daisies and your grandmother's rocking chair were ammunition and s.. read more
A sad end to an affair that has run its course. All relationships come with a shelf-life and yet the parting never fails to be painful. I feel that perhaps the absurdities emerge from helplessness and disappointment. And every relationship screams to imprint itself forever on our souls. It's just so human to not want to be forgotten and relegated to the dead past.

I appreciate very much the human touch and the sheer nuances of a dying love in this poem! Great poem sir!

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

2 Weeks Ago

Thank you so very much my friend for your most thoughtful and otherwise encouraging review comment.... read more
Pestonjee

2 Weeks Ago

You're welcome dear friend! All good things back to you and a wonderful weekend too.
ouch... gut punch! but so damn pretty a gut punch perhaps its worth it:/ what a poet you are you just exhale poems these days Nev. damn I got to go get a splint for my broken wing now and some bicarbonate soft foods thats what I need

Posted 2 Weeks Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Neville

2 Weeks Ago


Hey Robert me old bunny.. You sir are one helluva flatterer and I can say for sure, they jus.. read more
Robert Trakofler (Bad Bunny)

2 Weeks Ago

so very true my friend your write just keeps evolving

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