No Antidote

Just a collection of words that seemed to fit together

No Antidote

 

There is no antidote

No anecdote

No panacea or cure

 

There is no truth

Nor universal law

Or sacred well from which to draw

 

And so dear friend

Go grab yourself a pill

A bowl a violin

And an old umbrella

 

One to keep you dry

One to keep you thin

One to make you cry

And one

To catch and keep

Those tears of yours

All safely in

.

 

 

Author's Note

Go for it....

Reviews

[Crowley]

I try to find an antidote as often as possible, maybe a vodka soda!!! My tears though, I save those for Christmas time coffee commercials. Right propah!!!

[Crowley]

And where is the West you're always running off to?

[Neville]

an antidote is of course always handy... make mine a large red.... Somerset England is home.. tho central Bulgaria in the Starra Planina Mountains is where I often flee to and obtain both inspiration and respite....... N

[Crowley]

Thant sounds lovely.....

[Neville]

They both are......

[Wild Rose]

No cure ?

First Try Christine's tea and cream scones

I was about to advise a good old side splitting; belly aching laugh > The sort of laugh you got with the late funny man Ken Dodd

[Neville]

I aim to do just that... no ya can't beat a good belly laugh... you can of course beat an egg and a carpet... thanks for the visit my friend... I did not realise Ken Dodd had departed.. he once gave me a bag of marshmallows..... Neville

[Wild Rose]

Aye sadly and Ronnie Clithero
Met him on a ferry returning from Spain > Knocked on his van door > He said he wasn't the chap I thought. I replied sad I wanted to thank him for the years of entertainment
Then he began a personal show . Until they began to move the trucks & vans in front

[Neville]

am sorry to hear that... was it not Jimmy Clithero... or am I thinking of someone else...

[Wild Rose]

No Ken Dodd with his tickling stick AND Ronnie of the Two Ronnies (Barker & Clithero perhaps I renamed him)

[Neville]

No prob..........

[Gypsy Warrior Queen]

I think your taping into my inner psyche this morning! My first day of physical therapy and I already feel like Humpty dumpty. I like it better as a bowl of violin...I played as a child. I totally get the meaning of humility and both sadness and joy within. There are many times in our lives when we need to become vulnerable and it is so hard when we fear what others will do to us or think of us. we keep those guards close.

[Neville]

You can imagine it any which way.... who's to know anyway.. I'm just glad ya dropped in for a moment or two.... stick with that therapy my friend..... Neville

[Ardra]

Maybe a pancake with lots of maple syrup will help.... :p
That's what came to my mind.....

It's a rich poem.... but what's a bowl of violin?
Not sure if I understood that ... :)

[Neville]

Ha.. I have no idea.. tis meant to be read as a bowl, a violin and an old...... bless ya for making me smile... N

[Ardra]

Ah only violin is the one I always wished I could learn to play.... then as I grew up it turned into guitar.....which my father played but then end of the day I did not learn to play any of it... :p

[Neville]

plenty of time to learn....

[Ardra]

Lol... now I don't want to learn any of it....
Maybe get someone who can play for me heheh easier than learning it... ;)

[Neville]

......... true

[Chris Shaw]

Can't argue with your words Neville. That's how it is. I can offer you tea and cream scones as a consolation. Served in ten minutes :))

Chris

[Neville]

I'm on my way Chris..... many thanks indeed.... I thought these few words could do with an airing..... N x

[Lyn Anderson]

There is no antidote for life's ills, or woes, or trials and tribulations. That is, in fact, just life. So pull up a chair and take a seat.

[Neville]

Okay... so now I'm sitting comfortably... I am finally overcome... one review in five years ain't so bad is it...... cheers Lyn x

[Lyn Anderson]

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

[Neville]

.............x