Poem -

Upon the Mending of a Broken Man

inspired by observations when I was working in Africa .. just in case anyone is wondering ..

Armed only
with
a handful of
old prayers,
pheasant
tail feathers
and dry
fern fronds ..
She set
upon the task
of mending
a very
broken man ..
She toiled
at night
by candlelight
while
the others
slept, as was
their right,
albeit fitfully ..
For she,
was so intent
upon
the mending
of a very
broken man
indeed ..
And she would
not rest
until with skill
and just a
touch of magic ..
She
had mended
him wholly
and seamlessly ..
And he
again, might
lay beside her
as a lover
and the father
of their children ..

 

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Shaun Cronick

Nev, very touching and equally very moving in what your observations bring to poetries table.
Some memories (the good ones) are truly priceless and timeless and thankfully never fade.
And you have used that golden thread called hope woven in there as well.
All good to see and all good things to you my friend :)

 

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Neville

Bless you our brother S .. N :) 

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author
Being Me

I have visions of this woman chanting her prayers and working her magic. I see a love spell in this x

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author
Neville

That's precisely how it happened .. thanks for seeing beyond the word and reading between the lines Tina x

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author
Marion

Absolutely stunning Nev...utter devotion...

'she toiled
at night
by candlelight'

'old prayers,
pheasant
tail feathers
and dry
fern fonds..'

Love these lines...your writing is magic x

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Neville

You are magic M .. thank you my Friend .. N x

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