Brilliantly penned, Neville. Like the layers my friend, excellent write. Appreciate you.

Damian

Oooh, now this one has a haunting, almost taunting feel to it. Leaves me wonder…are these mourning doves?

Bless you Willow .. maybe henceforth, I should call you Hawkeye .. You are certainly most astute ma’am .. Neville 🤍👍

This hits like an abandoned chapel breathing on its own. The spacing slows the reader down just enough to feel the echo, the hollow pride, the loneliness clinging to the walls. That last turn—the ghost of me by your side—is quietly devastating. You let atmosphere do the heavy lifting, and it works.

Haunting but also a soothing demeanor somehow. The ending caught me off guard obviously. It makes the read have a different angle, reading back. It’s a well done piece, Neville.

Strange how awareness changes and we see or feel things differently from one time to another, sometimes the message is cloud and clear, sometimes it’s gentle and blurry, but all of them are messages that we are not alone. I feel sadness and speration, yet I also feel how the speaker got and felt the message, found comfort within it and just wanted to get it through and sing it into words 🤍

I feel as if I have been promoted to something very special .. Bless & thank you dear Light💕

Powerfully penned, Peter. Excellent write my friend, also thanks for the history. Nicely done. Appreciate you.

Damian

Great piece Peter. Well researched and enlightening.

This is one outstanding write Peter. Well said and very well detailed.

This is quietly heartbreaking and beautifully observed—love and life in parallel lines.

Such good writing Peter. So often, couples won’t acknowledge the other until one day there’s one less partner to walk through life with. Death hits hard and the regret of not sharing openly the feelings that still linger underneath.

Your poem narrates characters in a story of their lives. They live through your words. This is so well done.

Thank you Thomas and Tim for your thoughtful and kind remarks.
I share most of my writing with anyone other than my wife.I wonder how much great poets of the past shared works with their partners.

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Powerfully penned, Peter. Excellent write my friend. This is amazing storytelling at its finest. Appreciate you.

Damian

This is sad and the description of how things even though you are doing what you must day to day you forget that the partner must be taking care of just like everyone and everything else

This is probably the way it is for most older couples. Yet always at least parallel, not veering away. Close enough for a hand to hold, to acknowledge the other. I envy that, to have someday. Just to know I am not ever really alone. As bittersweet as it can seem, it is also a reward unto itself. That commitment to stay so near, even if it seems a bit far at times. Hearts have a way…
Wonderful write. Poignant and pin-point.