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Conchetta - Voice of the Sea

She bade him
come near,
then to place
an ear against
her partly
clenched fist
and just listen ..

Like a dog
he complied
and he
did marvel
at the sounds
that came
from inside ..

Those
that seemed
to emit
from her palm
and her
forefinger ..

To him,
and him alone,
they were
clearly the sound
of the wind
and the sea ..

And it seems
it was then,
that he knelt at
her feet
and he begged
her to
make him
her slave again ..

Ā 

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Lorna

Hi Neville,Ā  the sea and its allurance is such a powerful force, I live near the sea and its always had its steady hold on me. 'Where shall we go?"
yep the beach to watch the waves.
Mesmerising!
Your work really evoked that
Lorna xx

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Neville

Hi Lorna,
what a delightful coincidence .. I too live but a spit from the sea and couldn't agree more .. thank you so much .. Neville x

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Lorna

(I Sea).. its magnificence inspires art in all forms,
I'm about a 20min drive, but id love to live close enough to wake up to its awe everyday
Lorna x

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Neville

I am so lucky in that respect x

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Shaun Cronick

Nev, damn! Baker Street has beaten me to the point and was thinking the same thing after reading.
I believe there are some who will give (be it mistress or master) all for amour.
Great write Nev and be seeing you in a week after hols :)
All good things to you and not forgetting the loved ones around you brother.

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Neville

Hey no worries my very dear friend .. you more than redeemed yourself .. All positive sentiments reciprocated .. take care, stay safe and well and catch you later .. NevilleĀ 

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Mark Olcott

to wander here and find this, to read it, weave in and out of it, on this early balmy autumn evening far from the sea, leaves me content and grateful Neville, thank you!

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Neville

Thank you ever so much Mark, I truly appreciate you visiting my little scribble like that and for the encouraging comment you kindly left behind .. NevilleĀ 

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