Poem -

No Looking Back Again

                                                                                      Looking back like that
                                                                                                  over her
                                                                                         shoulder, the way
                                                                                                 that she
                                                                                     always did, with those
                                                                                                 far away
                                                                                 eyes of hers, like flashing
                                                                                               blue lights
                                                                                  tho’ somehow demurely
                                                                                                 at our
                                                                                    old here and there’s ..
                                                                                               Yes there,
                                                                                   where we once shared
                                                                                              discreet,
                                                                                   all too brief moments
                                                                                              with my
                                                                                    breath on those lips
                                                                                              of hers
                                                                               cold, dark and lingering
                                                                                            like some
                                                                               tasteful, eternal eclipse ..
                                                                                            Back then,
                                                                              I clearly remember, I had
                                                                                      no expectations
                                                                         and never felt that way before ..

 

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Tony Taylor

Hello Sir NEVILLE!!.....I can totally relate to these type of recollections......but what makes this piece (for me) stand out....is the way you have formatted it.....you have a keen sense of when to break your lines......and that lends more power to the phrasing.....and certainly helps the reader with tempo and timing ~

                                             ~ "cold, dark, and lingering
                                                            like some
                                                  tasteful, eternal eclipse...."

Some seriously high quality phrasing......and VERY memorable imagery!!......ALL STARS!!.....well penned my friend!!......LOVE & ROCKETS!!.....T xo  : )

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Neville

To coin another phrase .. "Thank You" ................... Neville :)

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Neville

thank you ever so bloomin much for pin-dulging me this afternoon I am absolutely made up & star struck ...................... x

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