You called it one thing, she said it’s another. lol
The last stanza is true.

Life today just seems

to be one

long pose and a series

of less than

obvious juxtapositions ..

That’s very good Neville 🤘

Cleverly penned, Neville. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Different interpretations of the same things always make for interesting experiences. And frustrating. I enjoyed the flow of this. Oddly like the rain in the middle, capped by the brolly 😊

A little bit of this and a little bit of that, and between the differences lies a connection and that connection can lead to sooo many adventures and possibilities. How do we learn about each other? Isn’t it through those “juxtapositions” that we come to know and appreciate each other?? The key, I think, is not just the different translations, but that we are willing to listen and hear and learn what they are saying. I sometimes think we are a room full of “statements” and way too little “whys”. I think your poem points to what is possible, if we grab hold of those “juxtapositions”. Excellent writing Neville.

-Curt

“something
did always got lost in
translation .. ”
Something I can relate to, Differences can add excitements and fun but at other times it lead to misunderstanding. Anyway, it’s a truth that life is not one colour, it’s endless of colours, and that’s the beauty of it.

Aww, this is sweet and sad

When you care about someone seeing them hurt or sad isn’t easy.
Sometimes I think we hide it from one another to spare each other. But how else do you know if it’s real.
Time has a way of giving tests. Life has a way of making us study. Eventually we get it right.

Wow this has such a push and pull to it. You want her to go, yet you can’t seem to let her go.

Ugh…talk about a push-pull. I swear sometimes the right word is insidious. They sneak in, slash, run and then slowly insinuate themselves back in…daggers behind their back. Felt this one