Poem -

Well Inclined

taken from 'Looking Back on Burned Bridges' .. now available from Amazon worldwide .. message me if you want any...

At very first glance
she appeared
to be a blank canvas ..
But that was
now a long time ago ..
Today she
is covered in flowers,
handfuls of
mythical birds, exotic
wild animals,
a few more than just
dubious
Japanese kanji, plus
the names of
each of her children
and a handful
of dead former lovers ..

Ā 

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sparrowsong

Hello Nev...

Sounds like she's the Black Widow who turned to Nature...

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Great write!

Thank you for sharing...

sparrowsong Ice Queen

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Neville

Thanks to both of you .. Greatly appreciated .. NevilleĀ 

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Jim "The Lad" ....

cool write Neville!...........................................................................................Jim

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Neville

Cool does it for me every time Jim .. Cheers mate .. NevilleĀ 

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Bernadete van d...

I find this very intriguing.Ā 
And intriguing is good, Neville.
Bernadete

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Neville

Thanks Bernadete .. That'll do nicely .. NevilleĀ 

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Marion

We wear our lives on our faces our bodies our souls. This is what I read here in perfect beautiful poetry x

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Neville

You aint wrong there, but you are too kind Marion thanks tons chuck x

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