When One is No Longer

when truth matters more than the love it leaves behind ..

When One is No Longer

When I think of you

as indeed, I do often ..

You feel

so very much alive ..

But then,

you are no longer ..

And so,

when I try to think

of you harder ..

As indeed, I so want

to do ..

You are no more

the carefree

young woman, I once

used to know ..

But rather the ghost

of all those

women I have ever wanted ..

Author's Note

pray dont be gentle with me ..

Reviews

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Neville... the weight of the Centuries since Cleopatra
is found in the Ghosts of all your dreams... women who
stole your Heart and Soul... may they Rest In Peace...
forevermore. St. Patrick will keep you safe... per chance to Dream.
softly, Pat

[Neville]

Good old Saint Pat, Pat and ever so gently he dreams with thee on a mattress of hessian sheathed in silk and sprinkled with the down from a tawny owls tummy and a few wild flowers for good measure my treasure ... 🌷

[FGFRANKLIN]

I feel like she came to represent, in the author's mind, the collection of all things wooed and lost. I understand that since I have lost a few old lovers to time. But mine aren't thoughts of lust, just recollections of times shared with others gathering dust in the corners of my mind. Still, sometimes, the thoughts bring a smile.

[Neville]

it seems we think similarly .. there is no lust here .. lust is for the unobtainable, or indeed the yet to be .. thanks for checking in Fabian .. Neville

[JessyJacob]

You take care of yourself first and stop thinking of others. I know how emotional you are and care for others.

[JessyJacob]

I am sorry that he ad cured most of his disease and died for a reason may be he killed himself into deep death.

Few things are destined to not to happen inorder to fulfill them if you keep on killing people, there is no ppint in your pleasure seeking satisfaction, John, stop doing this, writign about her and forcing her, atleast her mother be alive.

[Neville]

thank you for visiting my latest scribble .. but who is the John you are referring to? Kind Regards, Neville

[JessyJacob]

hero in my novel, these are random thoughts after your writing read, I just thought of saying.

[Neville]

......................... thanks for that.

[John the Baptist]

This is a somber one, the address of a widower to one lost forever. The first part of the poem is an acknowledgment that the beloved has moved on to another plane, but also the realization that the memory of her has changed. The last seven lines reveal that the young woman is now the ghost of all the women he ever wanted. This is heavy stuff, N; I'm still groping for the meaning.

[Neville]

thanks John, but be careful, you can get locked up for that sort of thing .. Neville

[John the Baptist]

Thanks, N. Noted, although it's groping for fun that leads to incarceration.

[Chris Shaw]

There is a profound sadness in these words Neville. That is what I felt most. The she in question here “is no longer the carefree young woman I once knew”. That means she has either died long ago or she has changed. Plenty to ponder here. If she has changed then there are numerous questions to ask. Why would she change? Once loved, I would say always loved. That is hard to erase altogether. People change for many reasons. Women change for a whole lot more. If she’s still living, then there is time and hope. A poem with much emotion contained in its lines lingering along with the ghosts. If she has already gone, then there is the next world to look forward too. Beautifully penned my friend.

Chris.

[Neville]

thanking you kindly our Chris .. even more muchly appreciated than many might imagine .. Neville