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Five Seconds Into An Encounter

                                                                                  You have such
                                                                      a sad and tired, old face sir ..
                                                                                      She said,
                                                                         as she tried desperately
                                                                                     but failed
                                                                              miserably, to catch
                                                                        the strawberry ice cream
                                                                                with her tongue
                                                                        before it hit the kerb with
                                                                               an almost silent
                                                                       but not surprisingly sweet
                                                                                  sticky splat ..
                                                                      Is that so, he replied slow
                                                                                 with his most
                                                                     sincerest of well-practiced
                                                                                false smiles ..
                                                                     Although it was completely
                                                                                  wasted on
                                                                     the seemingly precocious
                                                                               five year old ..

 

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Shaun Cronick

Nicely done Nev and a wry smile (not a false one) crossed my face after reading.
And Nev, there is nobody out there in Poetryland and its endless book library  through the ages, that this humble reader can find or indeed has read through the years, that comes close your style of writing and the way you think and perceive everyday things in life, that others dismiss away or perhaps are, alas, blind to-
Life's little nuances.
Now there's a title for a poem for you to write.
All good things to you my poetry brother :)

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Neville

It has been quite some time since a bloke made me feel quite so chuffed .. Chuffed to bits in fact, so cheers Shaun & please note, I'm still smiling myself :) 

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Marion

Ha ha...just love it having a 6 year old around myself...😃😆x

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Neville

Out of the mouths of babes, blah de blah de blah .. Ta chuck n truly :) x

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Being Me

Neville! You've nailed it! A moment in time. A single moment. And you nailed it. The picture, the mood, everything. Such a sweet poem. How clever you are x  

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Neville

what an absolute thrill .. thanking you so very much Tina x

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Being Me

ThankYOU! It's always  a treat to read your work x

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