• Profile picture of Neville

    Neville wrote a new post

    Why Nothing Falls Together

    Why Nothing Falls Together I cannot think of you without    my seeing her ..    Then I get the strangest feeling .. It’s like a union occurs somewhere between my memories, perceptions    and our collective unconscious .. But nothing ever    falls together these days does...

    Read More
    14 Comments
    • Brilliant, my friend.

    • hello dearest Neville I think you always meant somethingto this person… people come and go in my life and it is the nature of this fact that sends my soul wandering great write ❤️

      • Bless you Crimsin, now isn’t that a fact of life .. Thank you both kindly and truly .. Write on and keep soaring ..

        Warmly, Neville 😎👍

    • Powerfully penned, Neville. Excellent write my friend, this has layers. Nicely done, sir. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • How incredibly kind of you, I really am so very grateful .. Your visit, the time you spent here and subsequent heart-warming review means far more to me than you might presently imagine .. Kindest of regards & wishing you all the very bestest of all good things .. Neville 😎👍

    • I’m glad we are on the same side .. and won’t forget the kind gesture .. My mum was a Mary too by the way .. 😎💜👍

    • Neville, many snaps and hell yeses, plus a ‘bag of chips’, as an old friend used to say.

      In a similar situation, my first wife had tears in her eyes when she handed me the papers to sign. Maybe it was thinking about failure, cause what she said was “we were supposed to be forever.” True enough, but we had both changed and couldn’t find what we once had. It was extremely disheartening, since it was her who had the affair and ended it.

      Life is strange I think. Why is it that even as memories become “fragmented” and “distanced”, they never go away completely, they haunt, reminding me of my failure to love her better.

      Curt

      • Ha’ you can beat an egg & a drum of course but you just can’t beat a decent bag o chips now can ya eh’ .. Thanks loads for stopping by these words of mine Curt .. it’s a funny old game isn’t it .. life I mean .. and what we can’t change or forget often makes for half decent poetry .. Kindest regards and best wishes for a bloomin brighter set of tomorrows .. Neville

    • sentiment seriously reciprocated .. 😎🌻👍

    • This kind of put me in a sad mood, separation, memories… the human psychic. when we think we moved on, yet suddenly something comes up and everything comes to the surface. yes true, life is unpredictable, what we might think it’s love in a moment, later it might appears it’s not, what we were once, later we might not be. from togetherness to separation.

      • Please excuse my delay in getting back to You my friend .. thanks a million for feeling these words .. You can obviously see write through me .. I love your visits & your insights .. Your ever-friend Me 😎🌻⭐⭐☀️🌞💛👍

        • Never applied apologize for such things my very dear friend🌺 and thank You for your sweet response obviously Mr. Neville knows how to put a smile on G girl Face😊 Thank You 🤍

  • Profile picture of Fia Naturie

    Fia Naturie wrote a new post

    ALMOST TIME! For Back to Basics

    This Wednesday with be the first of a series of classes in the Back-to-Basics group. The first class is on sonnets.This is for those who want to learn how to write one and for those who already written one...

    Read More
    2 Comments
  • Profile picture of Amethyste

    Amethyste wrote a new post

    Ylang ylang

    Breeze of cold.A song titled hope.Gulp of and urgent need for a cigarette.Need to sniff more of heavy ylang ylang.The itch of a pain.A warm wind.The soul lifting song.Whiff of ceder smoke.My soul soothed by patchouli.A healing touch.

    Read More
    8 Comments
  • Profile picture of Ghosteen

    Ghosteen wrote a new post

    In Bruges

    “THE untold want by life and land ne'er granted, Now voyager sail thou forth to seek and find.”  Walt Whitman  In the way  piano plays in an empty room, trains hold commuters  as travelling hearts in skin baggage, poetry passports are open to declare  Steel...

    Read More
    2 Comments
  • Profile picture of Sam Dickens

    Sam Dickens wrote a new post

    A Fiendish Grin

    By harvest moon,  the demons came With sacks and knives, their lust profane Choosing all the golden best They tore them from their beds of rest Scarecrow dared not make a sound And hugged his post set in the ground Of the crime, he'd never...

    Read More
    3 Comments
  • Load More Posts

My Friends

Profile Photo
Logan Clark
@ganlo
Profile Photo
BSavvy
@bsavvy
Profile Photo
RICHARD "Rascal" JENKINS
@richard-jenkins
Profile Photo
Adelphina
@adelphina
Profile Photo
Angel Louise
@angel-louise

Groups

My Recent Posts

New Report

Close