Behind Those Vines

These are not just words, this place is real, take my word for it......

Behind Those Vines

 

Somewhere behind those

 Cultivated vines and further still

Beyond the old stone wall

There is a place I left my heart

 

Then further still

 

 A hundred paces maybe more

A gold capped tower stands

 And smiles down on those of them

Who wait and stare in awe

 

The fools he prophesised

 

Still then on bended knees

They mumble prayers and clutch

Their rosaries

 Disciples one and all

 

Behind those vines

 

Dust settles slowly in the square

While white doves circle overhead

And those that still stare up in awe

Shall take that as a sign

Reviews

[barleygirl]

After reading a rash of your flippant & playful humor, finally I got one that's deeply moving & thought-provoking! I love this, as a brief respite from your usual style. I can still feel your playfulness in tiny touches, but it's mostly serious & meaningful & it could be interpreted in a number of ways. Now I want to find some way to do a similar treatment for some of my favorite hideouts of those old frolicking days! *wink! wink!* Fondly, Margie

[Neville]

He does his best and sometimes it's okay........Bless ya boots Margie wink wink...

[lightsong]

For me, it felt as Your heart took a flight out of chest up on the sky gazing down to this treasured place, hearing and feeling, yearning for a beautiful peaceful world... there is much sincerity flows with Your words, a gentle sad tune, and Your heart was full with warmth and gratitude, thank You my friend for sharing this wonderful personal piece with us.

[Neville]

Well now, I am truly lost for words & grateful to you too........

[Ghost]

Praying and believing is what will bring us a little closer to God.. And I know he will take care of us when the time comes.. Thank you for sharing

[Neville]

No, thank you for reading..........

[emmajoy]

Sometimes those doves flutter our hearts and minds as well as distant space... ... Theere is true sadness.. and memories .. in your words. I see slowly moving clouds.. touches of grey behind the blue. Such Beautiful wording.

[Neville]

Why thank you Miss, Ms, or Mrs emmajoy, I am now filled with part of you.........Many thanks indeed .....Mr. Neville Pettitt esq

[Mrudula Rani]

what a pilgrimage your poem made me take on the well trotted roads of faith.
The images you painted are so quaint and yet powerful. My morning started with
a marvelous note sung by a dearest friend.

[Neville]

Thank you my dear friend...Just a few words dedicated to my little bit of Bulgaria as I pack my bags & head off there next Wednesday for a bit....Neville

[Mrudula Rani]

Have a great holidays, come back with full of inspiration and poems to share with us.uma grande abraço