Poem -

Those Marks on Our Ceiling

                                                                There are times, when I am forced
                                                                              to remind myself
                                                                those seemingly innocuous stains
                                                                      on my dining room ceiling ..
                                                             Were once, nothing more, than some
                                                                          intriguing red mark on
                                                            my neighbour upstairs, bedroom floor
                                                                      Jeez, how I hope it was wine ..

 

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Neville

Join the club sir .. we call that 'pareidolia' and it is far more common than many might imagine .. & thank you for both the visit and comment you left behind .. 

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Being Me

Do you see your neighbour out and about during daylight hours? If not, it might not be wine. Just saying!  But, then, if he is seen in the daylight wearing dark glasses, we'll...  it's probably just a hangover. All good.  Fingers crossed🤞 

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Neville

Thanks BM .. I am lucky enough not to have had any neighbours for several years .. but I do take your point ma'am and shall keep my good eye open :) 

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Shaun Cronick

If that ceiling could talk then you can sleep assured in truly knowing Nev.
 A great deft write and so ambiguous! :)

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Neville

Ha, I neva did find out what it woz .. Maybe just as well as I was living in the staff quarters of an old Victorian psych hospital at the time :)

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