Poem -
White Violets
White Violets
I very nearly fell asleep
without remembering
The four white violets
and the green sweater
You both made famous
in whatever year it was
But that was long ago
and way before I ever
Fell in love with words
or began this oh’ so
Singular affair with poetry
I remember now though
how they looked
Like four pearlescent stars
pinned to a green field
Left off centre, rising gently
and breathing sighs …
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Comments
Wow Neville what a visual you captured here. Giving the reader a deep observation of her beautiful form. I could literally see her breathing. You truly have away with words my friendÂ
Gwen xÂ
You my lady are far too kind .. and these words alone, both fail and fall inadequate beside thee ............. Neville x
Stunning stunning...pure poetry and pinned x
Bless you Marion .. N :) x
Neville, if I may call you Neville a touch of class and superb write sir.
And if it's not to late from this struggling so so Welsh poet my belated welcome to Cosmo.
This is the first poem I've read by you and for the record it won't be the last.
For your poetry ink most certainly doesn't disappoint.
Full honours and poetry kudos to you for sharing, deservedly and respectfully given.
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Good Evening to you Shaun,
Many thanks indeed for taking an interest in some of my words, I very much welcome the honest opinion and views of any and all who are kind enough to take a peek at them ..
I also appreciate the welcome you have afforded me & look forward to visiting your posts very soon .. All Good Things to you my friend, Neville :)
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Neville thank you and I wish you well and good things to you as well my friend.
.............................. No prob .. because ya wurf it .. N :)Â