Cynthia Buell Thomas
Thu 28th Jan 2010 20:02
There is much to be considered in this poem. My family worked with the mentally challenged both in the hospital environment and socially. I'm hoping you are speaking with some experience also. To describe the population of Antons Rd., Halewood, as 'flotsam' is pretty strong. It's a big many-facetted subject.
Comment is about Emma (Blog entry)
Original item by Dave Bradley
Thu 28th Jan 2010 19:04
Thank you very much Dave, rather humbling.
Comment is about Joy to watch (Blog entry)
Original item by Christopher Dawson
Thu 28th Jan 2010 17:37
A really heartrending poem Dave. Totally real, for me, no patronisingg tone, I felt I could hear her voice.
Thu 28th Jan 2010 17:32
Thanks for all your kind comments today! xx
Comment is about Dave Bradley (Poet profile)
Thu 28th Jan 2010 17:00
We must always remember that there are all sort of people that make up a society. Some we may not be able to relate to but they are all part of the mix for good or bad. This made me sad Dave. You have done a good job with her voice and the issues. Some may not consider it poetic but for me thats not what its about. A thought provoking read. Win
Thu 28th Jan 2010 16:33
How could I miss this? Lovely. The understatement of emotion somehow heightens it and makes it more poignant
Comment is about Walking home on a summer evening (Blog entry)
Original item by Ann Foxglove
Thu 28th Jan 2010 16:21
Only just found this. Great! To answer Chris' question, it's difficult keeping up with all the blogs, and yes this one should have had more attention
Thu 28th Jan 2010 15:41
Only just come across this Ann - I really must keep up. Excellent poem - nicely balanced and very thought provoking. In my (grammar) school we watched the astronauts bouncing around on the moon. Seems a long time ago now - perhaps because it was.
Comment is about moon girl (Blog entry)
Thu 28th Jan 2010 15:23
correctamundo..... I am sure the kids must love it but I'd rather turn up with a flamethrower :)
Comment is about minnie me (Blog entry)
Original item by Banksy
Thu 28th Jan 2010 14:49
You've written a very fine poem about the interesting times we live in.
Comment is about Today (Blog entry)
Original item by Dave Morgan
Thu 28th Jan 2010 13:32
Interesting and provocative. For some reason, a quote from Lee Marvin comes to mind - "My films won't send people out into the streets with axes or anything. The Shirley Temple movies are more likely to do that. After listening to The Good Ship Lollipop, you just gotta go out and beat up somebody. Stands to reason".
Thu 28th Jan 2010 13:25
Only just ran across this one Angel and really like it. A poem to trigger the memory and imagination
Comment is about Tear drop (Blog entry)
Original item by Andrea
Thu 28th Jan 2010 13:22
Just ran across this one. Different! Thought-provoking. What about sheer human inconsistency? Can nice guys really be nice every minute of every day for the rest of their lives?
Comment is about What I'm Allowed to Do (or should be able to) (Blog entry)
Thu 28th Jan 2010 12:46
I had meant to get back to this. I really like it. I wouldn't have called the curiosity 'morbid', just natural. The personification of death is as old as human thought, but it is never 'finished' or boring.
Every human being has to rethink Death again, and your ideas are just as unique as the next person's.
Comment is about Morbid curiosity. (Blog entry)
Thu 28th Jan 2010 12:35
Chill run up my spine, girl. Oh - the tone - the tone! To create 'bitter' so potently is a a real skill. The last line is a killer. Well done.
I'm assuming this is the 'answer' to your prior poem.
Comment is about Not quite goodbye. (Blog entry)
Thu 28th Jan 2010 12:21
Your poem is inspired, full of mood, entirely apart from the visual painting. I find it so hard to see only the romance; but you have captured a moment of beauty to be enjoyed of itself. 'I want ...' certainly expresses desire, perhaps to be 'a religious person'? I think you are very spiritual, responding to the best ideals of 'religion' evoked by this painting.
Comment is about Coming Home from Evening Church (Blog entry)
Thu 28th Jan 2010 12:15
This is good, Kathy. 'A steel manger' is superb. I'm presuming a forceps delivery, using the words 'torn out' and 'ragged seams'; 'screams' etc. Would you consider this typical of being 'Newborn'?
Comment is about Newborn (Blog entry)
Thu 28th Jan 2010 09:22
There is something elegant about this poem. I like it. I don't think I understand it, but it made me think of someone who told me yesterday that poems need a structure, and that always makes me want to slip my bounds and leap! Can you tell me what the title signifies? Only if you want to that is! Respect you if you don't! ;-) xxx
Comment is about the coffee table book (Blog entry)
Thu 28th Jan 2010 01:57
Great imagery and words flowing this infant journey. Like it
Thu 28th Jan 2010 00:35
hi andy thanks for your comments on beau its good to know your words can reach someone else quite clearly and in this case another cat lover..thats greatx
Comment is about Andy Williamson (Poet profile)
Original item by Andy Williamson
Thu 28th Jan 2010 00:27
like this poem...has the dirty air of defiling hedonism..in a temple Great.
Comment is about James Byrne (Poet profile)
Original item by James Byrne
Wed 27th Jan 2010 23:41
Good evening Ann-a lovely homely poem,accompanied by a lovely painting indeed! thank you.Stefx
Wed 27th Jan 2010 23:28
Nice one Cynthia, I completely agree with this!
Comment is about To Fellow Poets (Blog entry)
Original item by Cynthia Buell Thomas
Wed 27th Jan 2010 20:13
Thank heavens that we don't know Kathryn or else someone would do a reality show from beyond the grave. This is a nicely written curious piece and I loved the last line.
Wed 27th Jan 2010 19:44
You have expressed the sentiments of many Cynthia...
I especially like the first verse:
'if my mind worked
like your mind
where is the joy in that'
Wed 27th Jan 2010 19:36
Thanks for the comment. Really pleased you enjoyed the bobby blog.
Hopefully see you a week on Monday.
Wed 27th Jan 2010 19:35
I love your audio recording of 'Home Town' its very rythmical and mesmerising when you are listening to it. It really lends itself to being read out loud and is very evocative if a little sad. Well done. keep writing x
Comment is about (Poet profile)
Wed 27th Jan 2010 19:15
John - you never cease to make me laugh, belly laugh in fact...A lovely poem Cynthia - and I would agree very much with Greg's comment. I think reading the work of others has helped me enormously in writing my own. It is also fascinating to see the world through the eyes of others - even if they do see things very differently. Your poem sums it up beautifully without being obsequious.
Wed 27th Jan 2010 18:39
Well, ignoring the obvious sexual sub text, you are right! :)
Spare, clear and completely...errr, complete!
Wed 27th Jan 2010 18:27
The mood and content of this poem reflects the spirit of WOL at its best, and your own generosity in the way you comment on other people's work, Cynthia.
Wed 27th Jan 2010 17:57
Sing on, Ann!
Comment is about on finding a voice (Blog entry)
Wed 27th Jan 2010 17:42
Thank you!! xx
Wed 27th Jan 2010 17:40
Wed 27th Jan 2010 17:13
Hi John! Thank you for your comment and if you want to learn Russian following the steps of your grandma- I am a person to help:))
Comment is about John Aikman (Poet profile)
Original item by John Aikman
Wed 27th Jan 2010 17:10
I'm not a religious person, but this has always been my favourite painting. The poem is a very simple one, hopefuly echoing the simplicity of the painting.
Wed 27th Jan 2010 16:58
Re the turncoat canary...that was part of the thing Gregg but I didn't think it would be spotted lol! thanks for looking .Win
Comment is about Greg Freeman (Poet profile)
Original item by Greg Freeman
Wed 27th Jan 2010 16:57
Thanks for the wise words. You are absolutely right. Mind you, I've never met anyone who made less assumptions than you!
Comment is about Winston Plowes (Poet profile)
Original item by Winston Plowes
Thanks for your comment on Game of Two Halves, Win, and for the link to the football poets. Auntie Mary's canary made me smile