Another South West Coastal Path MiracleA Poem by NevilleAnother South West Coastal Path Miracle Was it
some bizarre coincidence perhaps he
happened to stumble upon those same
tiny blue flowers, three days in a row … You
surely know the ones I mean, yes those that
always seem to grow so damn
close to the edge like that .. … Well it was there, he recalled she sometimes
wore those
same blue flowers in her hair and in
that moment, he just knew he had to go on … So he
picked himself up and brushed himself down making
sure to get rid of the dust from his old
canvass shoes and the green corduroy jacket … Yes,
the same one she bought him all those years ago then
had a good look around, and low and behold, there
beside the empty shells of discarded plovers eggs … In a tiny
scraped hollow, somewhere high on the coastal path close
to where they once loved and lived .. He
found the missing half of her old broken gold cross .. © 2022 NevilleReviews
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1 Review Added on February 24, 2022 Last Updated on February 24, 2022 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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