Poem -

Are We Nearly There Yet

It’s at times
like this
I can’t help but
wonder ..
How many
more cheap
hotel rooms we
might
have left in us ..
And it’s
times like this
I can’t help
but marvel at ..
The length
and the depth
of our eagerness ..
But even
though we
each share this
hunger ..
We still have
our own
quite different
appetites ..
No matter tho’
how often
we might ask it ..
The same
question that is ..
Are we nearly
there yet ..
We’re not really
looking for
answers but
just marking time ..

 

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Neville

Thank you kindly sir Greg .. Thanks for checking in my friend :) 

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Shaun Cronick

Nev another superb write and being realistic I agree for we are indeed simply marking time, just riding this thing called life... out.
Thanks for delivering the poetic goods and good to see :) 
 

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Neville

Thanks Shaun, I was only just thinking about you and the support you have given me since becoming part of the CosmoFunnel community .. :) 

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Being Me

Ohhhh....  I am planning on living forever — until I know for definite what it is that happens next. Cheap hotels though? 😉 x

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Neville

Funny isn't it what we each think and feel about the you know what .. I have some idea but must admit to being curious .. the hereafter that is not about cheap hotel rooms that could sound a bit dodgy I suppose ..  I shall ponder upon that and report back to you asap x

 

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