Poem -
A Hand Full of Ashes
Is this for real, I asked myself
and in my sorrow,
despaired both long and hard
because I knew it was ..
Yet still, the gulls,
gargoyles and most of the girls
collectively despised
and frowned down upon me ..
So I bubble wrap
my day and manufacture one
of those false smiles,
that you were most famous for ..
But the wind got
there first and blew them away,
long before it caught
like a fire, in the draught of my
late father’s house ..
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This is a complex write but the meaning is very clear and beautifully written. Love the last 3 lines in particular X
Many thanks our Marion .. I am so glad you passed by this way today x
You are very welcome... being one of my favourite writers on here 😊 X
That is so very kind our M & the compliment well is n truly reciprocated x
So much here,a really lovely poem Neville.
Bless you .. thanks so very bloomin much my friend .. Neville
Topic: Misery! This is miserably beautiful, Neville. One wants to jump on the page (with the risk of breaking a leg) just to give you a hug. Does it say something?
B
It does B .. it does .. thank you my friend hug gratefully accepted but what have you been told about dancing on the furniture .. Neville
I think we all bubble wrap ourselves to varying degrees. If what they say is true, that to err is to be human, then, to self doubt is to be an intelligent human.
This is very well written (well of course it is — you're a fabulous writer) and lines like
the gulls,
gargoyles and most of the girls
collectively despised
and frowned down upon me ..
AND
the last few lines allude to something very cold and hard as stone.
Hugs ... and more hugs xx
You are absolutely write Tina and I just can't thank you enough for confirming my own suspicions .. Hugs much more than merely just welcome xx