Occasionally

Occasionally

A Poem by Neville
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It does not pay to be bitter, at least not for too long

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OCCASIONALLY

Occasionally

I still think of you

Though not so very often now

Laughing

Or singing children’s songs

Perched high upon your lover’s chest

Or running free

Across the moor

Like some bronzed stallion

Bathing in a secret pool

Or taking water from a stream

Making it with some young man

Then afterwards

Your need to be alone with me

Yes, I still think of you

Though not so very often now

 

 

 

© 2013 Neville


Author's Note

Neville
Time is a good healer & memories if they are twisted enough can make everything seem, just fine..... N

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What you describe here is the ultimate secret for moving on when one has had a bad experience with people. Even tho your message is seemingly about lovers, it also applies to me & my estranged family. It was a beautiful dawn when I could finally stop hating some & being bugged by others. This also reminds me of when we nurse a pet for a year & then it finally crosses the rainbow bridge. At first all we can think about are those horrible last months of slow dwindling . . . but eventually we think of the fun brought into our lives (((NUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 6 Years Ago


Neville

6 Years Ago

Thank you so much for a most refreshing and alternative perspective Margie.. Yes, of course some of .. read more
There it is again...I am not a robot...Oh how we try not to be delicate...Thanks for the reminder to look at on the shelf I am real and I feel....

Posted 6 Years Ago


Neville

6 Years Ago

You are & you do and you must..... Hope the therapy is going well... Cheers Queenie... Neville
Gypsy Warrior Queen

6 Years Ago

Poetic therapy on the soul is much harder than the physical therapy for the foot. Thanks Nev.
Neville

6 Years Ago

I concur, having one of those myself... apparently sage is good.... N
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BBP
Time makes you stronger and makes the memories easier to watch. Memeories are like wine ... good or bad they get better over time.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Neville

6 Years Ago

What an interesting deduction, if I might be so very bold... Thank you so much for visiting this pag.. read more
BBP

6 Years Ago

Always a pleasure
This hurts to read and it speaks a great deal about a relationship which wasn't exclusive. That is painful and to me bleeds with betrayal. However I am imposing my standards, but I still feel that despite that, this was a deep relationship for the writer, and there was much suffering. Some really descriptive, poetic lines. Yes, she still comes back to haunt you, though not as much as she once did. With the passing of time, do we get an eraser out and rub out some of it? Are we trying to make it seem better than it was? You certainly penetrated my outer shield with this poem.

Chris

Posted 6 Years Ago


Neville

6 Years Ago

Thank you my dear Chris, yes there was indeed a bit o suffering involved behind the scenes...a long .. read more
Chris Shaw

6 Years Ago

How we suffer for love and how do you trust after betrayal? Pondering on that question.

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Neville

6 Years Ago

It takes practice, a whole lot of it.... N
your lines are very poetic my friend! there is a distinction between the physical and the deeper realm of emotion, mind and spiritual ... i think the Greeks are the ones that have a special word for man love .. and that deep relationship was much elevated ... kind of like the camaraderie of man at arms ...i like your note as well ... time is proven a fine healer for those that live long enough ;} but I'm not sure about the twisting ... sure we can "make" things seem fine ... but it doesn't really work says i ...i like the poetic flow of your poem and i think you give just enough for the reader to know a much more expansive "history" ..i also like the wistful melancholy and final bit of cynical reality in the closing
E.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Neville

6 Years Ago

You are always so very generous Gene & always appreciated my friend..... Cheers to ya.... N
Ah.....it takes time.... and then with time
We learn to live with the pain....and slowly twist the memories to make it seem worth painting again and again in our own sweet words....


As always beautifully captured...

Posted 6 Years Ago


Neville

6 Years Ago

Than you Ardra, much appreciated... N
Your words, your thoughts, ripple across time so... gently. A cotton wool wrapped sadness, this. Wisful pain, too understandable.

Posted 6 Years Ago


Neville

6 Years Ago

Thank you emmajoy, much appreciated... N
emmajoy

6 Years Ago

I know how it can be.

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