Clearly not singing from the same page, sexually compatible, but mentally divorced springs to mind
Could it ever work, yes on a superficial level, NEVER on the deepest level. One loves deeply, the other doesn't. Mind you there's probably many who can amble along like that. You pick your own poison, I did that once.
You could write a book about these lines you know. There's a lot of meat not showing on the bones of this poem. It's also a sad read.
Chris
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5 Years Ago
you have just written the forward.. now there's only one direction to go innit....cheers for contemp.. read moreyou have just written the forward.. now there's only one direction to go innit....cheers for contemplating these words Chris and ever so... N
I've come back for a second read to get my Neville fix while you are away. This is a fabulous poem. .. read moreI've come back for a second read to get my Neville fix while you are away. This is a fabulous poem. It says so much. On par with Bride of the Hedgerows which is utterly lovely.
ha ha Haven't met a woman yet lost for words and I think we men are more into thoughts than being speakers. Putting the two together doesn't necessarily make a love song. A bit of truth and humour in this write Neville.
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Ta a lot mate.. a much appreciated visitation and truly true... N
I stumbled across this on another writers page.. I'm glad I did.. it is very well done.. after my Father died I made a comment and turned to my Mother and asked "what to you think mom.. you knew him better then we did.." and she replied "I was just getting to know him" and they did sing MANY love songs..
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5 Years Ago
thanking you most kindly for visiting these words of mine olla, tis much appreciated and true...
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you are very welcome.. people can think they are on the same page and be volumes apart.. there is so.. read moreyou are very welcome.. people can think they are on the same page and be volumes apart.. there is so much more to this short work than what meets the eye.. it hasn't gotten near the attention it deserves..
Not singing from the same sheet creates incompatibility - and you verse it so well here Nev.......... love songs need harmony to mean anything at all.......... I admire the juxtaposition of He-and-She views of togetherness-life.
Hey Kitty, many thanks indeed for visiting these words of mine, much appreciated.... and you are wri.. read moreHey Kitty, many thanks indeed for visiting these words of mine, much appreciated.... and you are write of course.. but.. but.. but :)
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lost for words yet they say sometimes action speaks louder than words when we get tongue tied eh! An.. read morelost for words yet they say sometimes action speaks louder than words when we get tongue tied eh! Another viewpoint.
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absolutely.. please excuse the delay in my detailed response to your kind words.. I have been away.... read moreabsolutely.. please excuse the delay in my detailed response to your kind words.. I have been away... N
Oh how poignantly you sing a song of futility! Sometimes the prettiest words float around in such an unsatisfying way. You are so good at showing a tiny corner of the picture & then the reader's experiences are piqued, exploding into a whole host of possibilities where this has actually happened (((NUGS))) Fondly, Margie
dear Neville, again Your words find their way into a depth of me, I found my self deep within some of Your lines here, Love should never be just written words, or spoken ones, Love should be actions, have the courage to get closer, express our feelings loud, take the chance to say it with no shyness or fear, only when them both do that the song of their love will begin to spread high, it will not work if they hide behind their words without saying them to each others.
A Harmonica is difficult as a duet with each person’s persuasion like a persimmon that is not quite ripe, but could be sweet if left to the sun and moon’s delight. truly, Pat