Tomodachi ya Koibito

Tomodachi ya Koibito

 

She called him a god

He said

I am me …

Yes, but …

We are so much

More than

Just friends though

Surely …

She enquired

As she

Wiped and he smiled

Yes, of course

He replied

And soon, you shall be

Far more

Than a precious

Collection of sighs

Delightful locations

And a safe

Harbour to sail in …

And since

We are destined

To become poetry

We shall

Always and inevitably

Be true

Tomodachi ya koibito ...

 

Reviews

[barleygirl]

My favorite part of your fully-enjoyed message: that we all turn into poems. I read this idea as meaning anyone who's worthy of writing a poem about is pretty doggone special in one's life. One of the best poets for commemorating others in poems is our dear friend Annette. Here's hoping you're enjoying the titillation of springtime's constant budding! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Neville]

Nowt wrong with your eyesight, perception and spellin ... Ya friend list aint that bad neither BG .. I am indeed being titillated by the advent of spring ... Hope you are too ... (BUDS) bloomingly ... N :)

[Ken Simm.]

This poem fits into my mind like a sensuous glove. It is more than destined it is one of the most creative use of the medium I've seen in a long time.

[Neville]

... way too kind Ken, but even knowing that.. your words fluffed me up and made me feel bigger than I really am ............... cheers,

Neville

[Einstein Noodle]

how cool! "...destined to be poetry" and therefore "true" ... beautiful my friend. emotive, creative and smart says i! enjoyed the experience. the translation I got was friends and children .. not sure Mr. Google is correct .. ? Hope all is well with you Nev! The dogwood trees are blooming right on time. Peace and comfort sir!
E.

[Neville]

that was very close Gene .. friends & lovers would have taken gold .. still, its the thought that counts, innit ... am thinking of you today sir and will toast your good health at 13.00 hrs my time :)

[Einstein Noodle]

feeling you brother! its a glorious celebration day in all Christian Churches today. thanks for the toast and well wishes. i took the 2nd vaccination several days ago and i'm starting to hear President Biden whispering ... Socialism is alive ... Big Government is goooooooood hssssssssssssssssss ... no kiddin' pardner .. if Camella starts chiming in i'm checking out :))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

[Neville]

Bless ya bro .. us Buddhists recognise the importance of Easter to their Christian friends .. Take care Gene and stay safe ..............

[Einstein Noodle]

;)............................

[Tom]

A merger of minds, both compliment the other so expect great things!!

Amazing!!

[Neville]

What can this old fella say other than a whopping great big THANK YOU ... Cheers Tom :)
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What can this old fella say other than a whopping great big THANK YOU ... Cheers Tom :)

[lightsong]

"Far more Than a precious...Collection of sighs, we are destined to become poetry... she called him a god..." Mr. Neville! what I would say to these words?!? her lover, her muse, her friend, her inspiration, her poetry.... her everything... there are many many deep things behind each line here, I reach to it, I love it... it touhes me gently, deep and true. 100 of a 100 of 100 stars✨

[Neville]

How can an old fella hope to top that ... am now blushing the same colour as your crimson cloaked avatar ......

:)

[lightsong]

Smiles*** 💕

[Neville]

.............. a priceless reward :)

[John the Baptist]

Has a mythical sound to it, like something out of "The Odyssey." The title, though, throws me. Is this an eastern myth?

[Neville]

Hello John, many thanks for dropping in .. tis much appreciated .. Not so much a myth but more of a universal potentiality ... maybe ... Cheers,

Neville

[Lydia Shutter]

We are all destined to become poetry.....what a concept. I like it, Neville. Lydi**

[Neville]

............ I am most grateful and seriously like that you like it Lydi** many thank you's are winging their way over to ya ................ Neville :)

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i feel the subject of this poem is her muse. The muse is much more than a friend and never leaves us.
The muse for some just does a short visit once or twice, but for some of us the muse becomes a roommate,
a writing mate...a love mate...an eternal affair...someone who often comes late at or in the middle of the night....mine does and there is usually a creative union for a half hour or so...and then she says
goodnight and leaves till next time.
Even with the gaps, I know she will return.
and together we become poetry...I could not do this alone.
j.

[Neville]

.......... who on earth can........ cheers jacob ...

N.

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked the twist and the turn of the words Neville.
"To become poetry
We shall
Always and inevitably
Be true"
I loved the above lines. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry and your thoughts.
Coyote

[Neville]

............. I seriously love the fact you took time to consider these words Coyote ... and to leave a little of your self here ...........

Neville

[Robert Trakofler]

well I can't figure out what or who Tomodachi or koibito are and I'm thinking that doesn't matter because i have been there not literally but I had a very close friend that I'm pretty sure was a mutual love affair but we never did connect because I knew she would have to go back to her home country and she knew she couldn't stay so we hung like starving rabbits outside of the warren staring at all of the delicious delicacies inside but knowing only one of us could enter and that would be it so we stayed together hungry for a while

[Neville]

... you are a credit to your species my very dear friend ... and I thank you for it and your kind words ... I reckon, you should seriously consider a novel ....
Cheers, Neville

[Robert Trakofler]

the bunny will live!

[Neville]

...... absolutely ... long live da bunny :)