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    With No Hint of An End

    With No Hint of An EndThese words may have no beginning,but they bounceand echo loud, around the labyrinthsof the self-same shell  they were first each imprisoned in ..Fine words they are tooand when whispered soft, might bemistaken for the sea,or the wind,...

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    • This is so tender
      Favorite part is how you ended it

      “with not one hint

      of a beginning, no signs of a

      middle nor trace of an imminent end even”

    • “These words may have no beginning”… they have no end either… Enchanting, captivating, breathtaking… passionate as only how passion should be. this is a masterpiece of poetry and love, though the reader smiles as they read, yet it pulls a tender tear from the heart, a tear of love. Mr. Ken would be joyous reading this. beyond gorgeous….

      • Many thanks my very dearest of literary friends .. Please excuse my delayed response, I have been a bit busy of late and am still stumbling near blindly around this delightful website .. p.s. am glad you smile so favourably upon this little scribble and hope that Mr. Simm would similarly approve .. Kindest of regards & with wishes for all good things, Your friend, ME 🙂

    • Beautifully penned, Neville. A very delicate write my friend. Excellent work.. Appreciate you.

      Damian

    • After reading the comments above, what could I possibly say? Hopefully, and it’s not just my wishful thinking it is the end part that is “real”. But that middle should be “real” as well. Damn Neville, your poem makes the reader (me) hope it is all “real” (and yes, even the fantasy parts!!) The sum of all these parts is: I loved reading your poem, Neville!!!!!!!!!

      Curt

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    Afterwards

    AfterwardsWhen appetites were truly fedand all their needswere met, she turned to facethat now famoushigh backed leather chair of hers,where lust hassince been shed and rid and slaked  so many times ..  Although now, tis long redundant ..Yet here,...

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    My Lady Pleases Me This Way

    My Lady Pleases Me This Way Sitting alone, in her lacquered chair, panties and blouse .. Typing out old poems and with her blonde hair catching the sun like that .. Then biting her lip or occasionally sucking on a French cigarette and sighing .. I...

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    A Few of My Favourite Juxtapositions

    A Few of My Favourite Juxtapositions It was an umbrella    for sure .. But she called it her    parasol .. I called it a tank top But she    called it a camisole .. We made love in the afternoon as soon as    the rain had stopped...

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    • 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 ..

      • My word, you got it Fia .. thanks a minion .. You just made the whole thing worthwhile .. Cheers a very grateful Neville

    • 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 😊

      • Oh’ wow, bless my soul thanks for kindly checking in & giving my little scribble a peek .. I shall return the favour and look forward to catching up with you again in the future ma’am .. In the meantime, here’s me wishing you all the very best of All Good Things .. Neville 😎👍

    • 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.

      • I’m pretty sure it happens often and to most people & I agree wholeheartedly with your deduction about colour and endless colours & of course the beauty that is borne of them .. Oh’ how I wish we might share a strong coffee one fine day .. 😎🌻💛⭐👍

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    Sometime She Just Cries

    Sometimes She Just Cries sometimes, she shouts   just get out .. when she really means   don’t let go .. then afterwards, when the sweat is gone and the tears   have all dried .. she has on occasion been known to just cry     hey babe, now...

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