Poem -

Pretty in Purple and Pink

I think it only fair to say,
most of her life
is spent hidden away or
   otherwise hiding ..
It would seem she has an
exceptional fear
of intruders, explorers
and so many
thrill and fun seekers ..

She may look like a bean
but tastes much
like a prawn and she’s
   always hiding ..
Not because she is shy,
or really
   that mega anxious at all ..
But because,
she hasn’t realised yet

Just how much
joy she can give, or how
   much, she can get ..
Or how pretty she is in
both purple
and pink and for one
moment
at least, would do well
to consider
  really letting herself go ..

 

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Being Me

You know, Neville, you can read different scenarios in this poem. It could be about some sort of flower or plant. It could also allude to a woman who is, perhaps, a shy one, certainly one who doesn't realise all she has to offer to the world. Interesting. And very well written x

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Neville

Hey Tina, that’ll do nicely .. Very nicely indeed ..x

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Marion

Well I can only agree with Tina... I see the same woman or maybe women because while one may physically retire the other may get extremely marvelous results by hiding in plain sight. Men too. Brilliantly expressed as always x

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Neville

They talk about great minds don't they .. Bless the both of you .. Neville x

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Bernadete van d...

Hi Neville, this is a very interesting piece. A beautiful young woman holding back, for whatever the reasons. I think only you know. 
Greetings, B 

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Neville

Bless you B .. this one kind of got away, or should I say, I let her go .. She was like a wildflower .. and it would have been remiss of me to have ever even tried to pick her .. Neville 

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