A Hand Full of Ashes

A Hand Full of Ashes

 

Is this for real, I asked myself

and in my sorrow,

despaired both long and hard

   because I knew it was ..

Yet still, the gulls,

gargoyles and most of the girls

collectively despised

 

  and frowned down upon me ..

So I bubble wrap

my day and manufacture one

of those false smiles,

   

that you were most famous for ..

But the wind got

  

there first and blew them away ..

Long before it caught

like a fire, in the draught of my

   late father’s house ..

 

 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Damn Neville. You wrote a novel in so few words.
"But the wind got
there first and blew them away ."
The above lines were my favorite. Life teaches us. Hard to keep anything safe. Thank you my friend for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[Neville]

you really are too kind Coyote .. but I'll take it anyway .. many thanks indeed my friend .. Neville

[Coyote Poetry]

Was my pleasure Neville and you are welcome.

[Chris Shaw]

A hand full of ashes. So melancholic is this write Neville. Has a funeral feel about it. And the false smiles is a killer. I picked up such a sense of loss here and there is something about the gulls, the gargoyles and the girls collectively despising, that I found troubling. I read this earlier in the day but couldn’t respond straight away. A heavy read.

Chris

[Neville]

I was sad when it came to me from out of nothing .. now I got it off my chest, I feel okay .. thanks for looking our Chris .. Neville