Poem -

In a Moment of Poetry

And now, on reflection
it seems,
I am not at all certain ..
I should have
ever believed, what my
eyes then did
tell me to believe, in that
moment when
I first caught sight of her ..
At the time tho’
I felt sure, she could walk
upon water ..
So perfect was she, as she
stood there
by the shore in her sandals
and her shawl ..
It was truly, a moment of
purest poetry
indeed of enlightenment ..

 

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Marion

Love at fist sight or maybe just a perfect vision of beauty captured in memory and preserved forever...in words...lovely write Nev x

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Neville

You aint too far off the mark our Marion .. every now and then, it feels like you can read me like a book .. sometimes maybe .. and its a nice feeling :) x

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Marion

Ah, it's no longer a secret then...I do have a crystal ball Nev or maybe it's because you express the meaning, emotions and mood of your work so very bloody well my friend...many hugs to you and yours X

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Neville

All gratefully received and appreciated our M x

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RG

Extremely relatable, different variables but most definetly same emotions… 

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author
Neville

Cheers Rob, I'm so glad we are in the same corner sir :) 

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RG

cheers my friend ! I am grateful too! 

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