Going Against the Flow

Going Against the Flow

Why stare at me

like that

my darling with

such ice cold

apprehension ..

A singular

detachment

if ever there was ..

Don’t dare

tell me that you

think you

were misread,

by any chance ..

How on earth

did we arrive here

like this ..

And while at it,

pray tell ..

Why have you

now deserted me

and no longer

love me ..

In spite of how

much water,

has now flowed

both clean

and so freely

beneath our bridge ..

Author's Note

there is nothing angsty about this whatsoever .. it just happens to be .. that's all

Reviews

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Neville... many Bridges to cross... the view was lovely and then the Sky asked why the water rippled by so softly that Angels cried. We are never alone, as Birds on Wing sing lullabies. tenderly, Pat

[Neville]

angels tears eh' and there was me thinking it was sweat .. bless you and sweetly my very dearest of Pats .. Neville

[Chris]

Agreed, but all too real. So many 'mark time' all their lives.

[Neville]

Yes, sad isn't it .. Cheers Chris .. Neville

[Chris Shaw]

A haunt of a write. The ice cold stare and death. Bridges and rivers have an ugly side at times. That’s where these words led me. I felt a shiver. First to arrive. I hope some others follow Neville.

Chris

[Neville]

As always so very much appreciated our Chris .. Neville