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Black Pearls

She was, in every sense
a real delight,
but very strange indeed ..
She said,
that she was nothing
but a pirouette
carried like some fragile,
long lost
windblown seed,
upon a gentle breeze ..
Although,
she was so very sad at
having crashed
so very far from home ..
Yes, she was
in every sense, a little
gem, but oh’ so
very, very dark indeed ..
And whispered,
she was nothing but
a silhouette
and asked, if I should
like to watch
her bleed black pearls,
to hide the hurt
of being left so far behind ..

 

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Being Me

Oh, Neville, this is so very sad! What a strange waif of a girl. Lost and alone. A wonderful poem to read.

Glad you are back. You have been missed xx

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Neville

You just made an old fella incredibly happy .. and go pink at the same time .. thank you Tina x

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sparrowsong

Hello Neville...

There's things every gem must go through to Shine Bright as a Diamond?

Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong

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Neville

Thank you for dropping in sparrowsong .. muchly appreciated .. Neville 

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Bernadete van d...

Neville, great to see you, mate! 
And you brought us a terrific story.
An absolutely beautiful and sad way to tell about this black pearl gem of a girl. B  

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Neville

Thanks a billion B, believe it or not this is based largely on fact & much of it took place whilst going about my business at work .. I’ve added very few embellishments.. AGT’s Neville

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Marion

Black pearls... lovely sound, and pirouette
is a wonderful image. Your words have truly captured the fleeting dance of a lost thing x
 

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Neville

Success at last ... ta Chuck .. Neville 

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