Blink

It has been a long night...

Blink

 

Blink and there are

No more flowers

Blink and there are

No more hours

Blink and there are

No more colours

All of them have

Each been stolen

 

Blink and there is

No more ours

No not one

None whatsoever

But at least there is

No one f*****g up

In ivory towers

All those towers

Are now bowled over

 

Blink and the

Clock stops of

Its own Accord

You can take me

Anywhere my love

Anywhere at all

My lord

Blink I told you

We should have scored

 

So many wasted

Opportunities

Blink and the amphitheatre

Of self indulgence

Is still there

Where I am watched

If not adored

Blink you b*****d

Just do as you are told

 

Blink and the light

Is fading

I’m going blind

But not complaining

Blink

There is a shadow

Moving

Where our patron saint

Was floored 

 

Blink and there is no more colour

No not a single one

Blink but will you

Mourn me baby

When I am no more

Blink oh how the crowds applaud

 

 

 

Author's Note

a very long night

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Good morning Neville.

I blinked and found the sun is smiling
gone the darkness and its blinding of the best and brightest light

Blink the colours are returning
here comes hope and here comes learning
In your words the skies are burning
torching everything in sight

With the day comes new tomorrow's,
blitz that mood of bloody sorrows
Hold my hand and you can borrow
all that's blazing shining bright

Pack away those night time shadows
stealing all your sense of reason
curse this callous winter season
plaguing you with mares of fright.

Couldn't resist it. Forgive me :)
Love your poem and references within it.

Chris

[Neville]

Bless ya.. youre's is much better and you must post.. I will review.. honest

[Chris Shaw]

I won't post because it's a gift to lighten your mood :)

[Neville]

I am fine.. nuthin a decent nights sleep wont cure..

[Chris Shaw]

That's good to hear. Also your lovely lines gave my muse the opportunity to create something on the spur of the moment. She hasn't done that for a long time. She's had far too much sleep :)

[Neville]

......... :) lucky you

[kentuck14]

Neville,
Enjoyed your poem, but I must confess my eye went dry with all that blinking!! Yes . . . in this fast paced world things happen so quickly that it's hard to keep up! Especially liked the 4th stanza.
Tom

[Neville]

Hello kentuck14.. many thanks indeed for visiting and considering these words, tis much appreciated and true.... Neville

[Sami Khalil]

In the blink of an eye, say goodbye..goodbye. Oh, my oh my! What have befallen us when we pry. If we do never try, time will do his black magic, this I cry. It will swallow our shadow and be in the dust a must. Marvelous as usual great Neville Pettitt.

[Neville]

Bless ya Sami... much appreciated and true... Hope you are well my friend.... N :)

[Sami Khalil]

All is well. Glad to see you. You are welcome.

[Neville]

Yeah.. write on..... :)

[Sami Khalil]

:)................

[Cherrie Palmer]

We invented instant replay. Which is a pretty close second but it can never replace the moment.

[Neville]

cheers Cherrie... always appreciated.. please excuse the delay in my responding.. I have been otherwise indisposed .. normal service shall be resumed asap... Neville

[Cherrie Palmer]

I'm glad to know it. I've missed ya.

[Neville]

missed you too :)

[Mrudula Rani]

Blink and you weren't here,
Gone fishing !
Missed you, and was Hoping
You Will be back soon on WC,
What a joy it'll be to see
your friendly
Presence that I treasure dearly.

[Neville]

Hey my good friend M... have just got back.. many thank you's for this luverly review comment.... I owe ya x

[Mrudula Rani]

Iam glad you are back. Now let's talk poetry like we did before and all will be fine. Take care my dearest poet.

[Neville]

............ :) N x

[Lyn Anderson]

There are times when we just NEED to keep taking it in. Don't want to miss a thing. But we will. Blinking is inevitable

[Neville]

up until a point it is, yes blinkin true.. cheers

[Eilis]

A few years ago I was very ill for several months and sleep was something that just wouldn’t come. There were nights where I didn’t sleep at all, and then I’d spend all my daylight hours dreading the sundown, and doing the lone night watch again.

I felt this. Your poem reminded me very much of the loneliness and desire to just be able to share that burden with someone. And how at times the sleeplessness made me feel so worn out I thought I might not make it through another night. I don’t say all this for myself, just to express how vivid and real your poem felt. The sense of things here among these halls of words reached beyond the page and tapped me on the shoulder. I hope you are having a better night tonight, sleeping soundly.

I thought this was excellent. The reaching, and the undefined desperation were poignant.

[Neville]

pon my word.. one or two nights does for me, how awful a time that must have surely been.. I trust you are now fully recovered from those ordeals... and thank you so very much for the amazing message and sentiments you have left here, once again, you have been very kind and I want you to know, very much appreciated too.... Last night was much better... All Good Things, Neville

[Eilis]

You’re welcome, Neville. Good to hear you had a better night. I’m doing much better now, thanks.

[Neville]

Yeah, that's what I wanted to hear.... cheers Eilis.. Neville

[Paul Bell]

This is a great analogy for brexit.
Blink and you are British.
Blink again, and you're still European.
No wonder that Junger guy gets pissed every night.
Blink and some bugger have built a wall.

[Neville]

ta for stopping in and checking out these words.. tis appreciated.. the best wall belongs to Pink Floyd in my book

[Paul Bell]

Definitely. Though my neigbour hates it. lol

[Neville]

play it loud... tis best played very loud...

[Paul Bell]

Why she hates it. lol

[Neville]

Play it loud and on repeat.. maybe she will move... add reverb for even greater effect..

[h d e rushin]

the doctors tried to explain to my mother that she was too old for surgery: our lives are too complicated for even the experienced to explain for a minute. We can blink and the white house can be taken over by the communist. Blink and the water supply in Flint can be poisoned. Blink and the theatre of self indulgence and egoism wont leave. Blink and the unavoidability of getting old will fade from our understanding. Yet you turn the ending into a love poem that says: all we know is heat and bright and it becomes more and more difficult to see the worlds gradations. great poem/ dana

[Neville]

Your visit to this page and consideration of my words here is not only most welcome but wholeheartedly appreciated and encouraging.. and for each of those gifts.. I thank you ...

[Robert Trakofler]

OH goodness, I feel this one good friend as of late slumber has been quite the commodity, giving to sway a great deal of emotional oddity!! But in this case i'm glad you had such a hard night cause this was very much a nice write! now for goodness sake get some rest Nev, you earned it!

[Neville]

It catches up on ya dont it just... thanks for being so bloomin encouraging squire.. N zzz

[Coyote Poetry]

Maybe if we didn't blink. Time would stop my friend. I do agree with your logic. Time goes by and we need to make every second count. Thank you Neville for sharing your amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[Neville]

I do so look forward to you visiting my friend.... thank you and always appreciated.. N

[Coyote Poetry]

Was my pleasure and you are welcome my friend.

[Neville]

Cheers C... and much meant too :)