Poem -

No Certain Doubt

                                                                             Every now and then she
                                                                                        wonders ..
                                                                         Did he really save her voice
                                                                                        on some
                                                                          new-fangled digital device ..
                                                                                        Or did he
                                                                          somehow merely trap it in
                                                                                     a pretty shell ..
                                                                           Now that, would surely be
                                                                                    more romantic ..
                                                                         Yet still the uncertainty of it
                                                                                        stalks her
                                                                        and sometimes, in the dead
                                                                                      of night she
                                                                       reaches out and calls a friend ..
                                                                                  Then seemingly,
                                                                          history repeats itself again ..

 

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Marion

You do have such a wonderful  way with words Nev...is this about a paranoid person or all about the rest of us...who become more and more paranoid each day
dripping bits of ourselves ...all over technology....brilliant X
 

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Neville

what a lovely thing to suggest and I simply love each one of those proposed interpretations Marion .. thank you so much X

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