Thank you, that means alot. This is my most cherished sentimental poem. ?
Comment is about The day I met you (blog)
Original item by Leah
There is an interesting range of origins and abilities in today's public life - and that certainly includes the Houses of Parliament.
"In her day, no MP was faster
To stand up for their voters
That Nancy, Lady Astor
She was most certainly lardydar
But any nonsense with her
Didn't get very far.
Giving power to ANYONE who's unsuited
Will merely see them suited and booted -
No more likely to look after their kind
Than the richest aristo - and what's more you may find
They look dismissively down newly uptilted noses
At the beseeching throng and what it proposes!"
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Comment is about IF (blog)
Original item by Wendy Higson
A most engaging analogy to highlight the importance of things being
approached with care and a proper regard for the best outcome,
preferably one that lasts.
Comment is about 'This world my mother could trust only so long as everything was done right' (article)
Original item by Greg Freeman
Hindsight is a grand thing JC, but if the Tories hadn't been so eager
to take us down the garden path towards a mythical trading nirvana
knowing it was aimed elsewhere but leading us on in the manner of a Judas goat, we wouldn't be in this mess. Cromwell once famously
dismissed the Parliament of his day because of their "us first"
attitude to their proper responsibilities. We have seen their like in the
latter decades of my own lifetime.
Comment is about GIVE THE DOG A BONE (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
I take it you don't approve of the deal she's negotiated, MC?
Comment is about GIVE THE DOG A BONE (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
Can't someone tell May "you must stop"
These tax-paid visits to Johnny's Junckshop,
Whose secondhand offers are a cheek
And far removed from what we seek!
The best things come to those who wait
And there's such a thing as a sell-by date.
Stop paying into its greedy coffers
And look around for better offers. ?
Comment is about GIVE THE DOG A BONE (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
When Theresa May - with knowledge of the Referendum majority
will of the British people to depart from the controls of the EU - neglected to pursue a parliamentary vote for repealing the
European Communities Act 1972 - she was merely performing
according to the examples set by her predecessors and placing
the EU in command of the process. But then she's a "Remainer"
I like to imagine Maggie being around at this particular time in our
history. "Yes...yes...yes!"
.
Comment is about Theresa May Not (blog)
Original item by Trevor Alexander
Then, of course, there was Kenny Everett with his "Cupid Stunt" character! For those of us old enough to remember.
Comment is about Cunt (blog)
Original item by David Irvine
I always think of Derek and Clive at the football match recorded in deep darkest horror and highly desirable to myself and musician friends who had no fear of the esteemed word. They satirized it by using it in that way and I think that suits it nicely. Just my view, not a judgment in any way. Nicely rounded verses David. Ferris sadly doesn't seem to be posting now.
Ray
Comment is about Cunt (blog)
Original item by David Irvine
<Deleted User> (18980)
Tue 11th Dec 2018 21:54
Used your skill to successfully avoid the obvious word when others would have fallen into the trap. Again well done.
Comment is about Theresa May Not (blog)
Original item by Trevor Alexander
Beautiful small portrait of true life with delicate irony and hope all in the balance Tom. I miss not reading you on here. Just as an aside I have an old Leica magazine, showing a lady such as you describe holding a camera aloft against a stunning range of mountains. Your poem reminded of that. We are of course captivated. There is something about a milk jug which is fecund with its full and flowing lines.
Ray
Comment is about WAITRESS (blog)
Original item by Tom Harding
I already commented on this Peter, but just to say congratulations. You seem to have a great knack of the contemplative, and lead us gently by the hand into forests of poetry.
Ray
Comment is about The Write Out Loud Poem of the Week is ‘Waking up to Snow’ by Peter Taylor (article)
Original item by steve pottinger
Lovely to get your comment David. I know you're a fan of JB. His wanderings were a joy - I never saw the one you mention; I know there was a famous theatre in the Edgware Road where Max Miller appeared often.(I think it was the Metropolitan). I'm very glad you responded thanks. Hope you're doing ok.
Thanks so much everyone who liked the poem subsequently to my list above..
Ray
Comment is about AUBURN HAIR (blog)
Original item by ray pool
Another fine example of your unique, contemplative style, Peter. Congratulations on your second POTW!
Comment is about The Write Out Loud Poem of the Week is ‘Waking up to Snow’ by Peter Taylor (article)
Original item by steve pottinger
Martin, great about the seagulls. I spent one caravan holiday killing wasps; a complete invasion. I do like the intimacy of the space for a while. Glad you found a flavour of the past here!
Kate, thanks - that does express it nicely!
Beno, I owe you a full response after all your trouble. I did think the place name has a grandeur to it and it is intriguing, which is in stark contrast to the failed nature of the place as it is. It is certainly off the beaten track. I think you need to read into this a character who has a defensive attachment to seediness and lacking in imagination (not me). Your assessment is spot on. I equally poke fun at both extremes of leisure experience, as I think it fair game. I hope you can rise above the pitfall of me just having a go for the sake of it. (Not the case).
The corner shop has a purpose to serve- at least it is honest and open. That line 27 to me is justification alone for me not owning a dog. I know I sound hard, but it's just a fact in my case. As for bird watchers, I admire and respect them of course. I don't judge scruffiness alone. As for holiday camps, my parents took me, and they were a mixed blessing. I found the travelling by steam trains the most enjoyable bit. I'm not one for ritual, nor regimentation, which was prevalent after the war.
In a nutshell you are right about individual choice how we behave and enjoy ourselves. The fact remains that there are structures that serve us in our pleasures, and some of them are nauseatingly ingratiating at the top end of the market. Again thanks for giving the poem so much thought, much appreciated!
I think I'd better get my coat.
Comment is about ALLHALLOWS ON SEA (blog)
Original item by ray pool
Big Sal
Tue 11th Dec 2018 15:30
Excellent poem, New Shoes. "greater the feeling than of rays upon our skin traveling from the Sun" - this line in particular is superb and deserves to be known by all in poetry classes.
Such a read.?
Comment is about The Promise (blog)
Original item by New Shoes
Keith "Ich bin ein berliner or Ich bin ein Berliner? you donut. ;- )
(I wrote your name as BBC radio 6' presenter Maconie said "Keith")
Tommy (must get out more) Carroll
Comment is about keith jeffries (poet profile)
Original item by keith jeffries
<Deleted User> (16837)
Tue 11th Dec 2018 15:16
this is hilarious..makes some sense...poets there, here and everywhere.... someone does care to share and finally bear...hehehe??
Comment is about No There There (blog)
Original item by d.knape
Witty little ditty Eve...like it ?
Comment is about Found Poetry (blog)
Original item by eve nortley
<Deleted User> (18980)
Tue 11th Dec 2018 14:51
Big Sal
Tue 11th Dec 2018 14:17
Big Sal
Tue 11th Dec 2018 14:15
I wrote a poem much like this called, "Smile for the Day", it's actually on my second anthology.
From this piece I can see the extent of your imagination, David, especially in regards to words. It is very difficult to keep one word or a set of words going throughout an entire poem, and equally as difficult to convey a meaning of some fathomable kind through them.
You accomplished both well.?
Comment is about Feel It (blog)
Original item by David Irvine
He was good he was bad he was mad
but we all loved Tony!
Comment is about Xmas Collage Poem - Bonkersly Good (blog)
Original item by Stockport WoL
John Coopey,
Thanks for taking the time out to read my Poem. Sorry to hear about your poem being removed. Have a great day and I look forward to reading some of your poetry.
Comment is about Cunt (blog)
Original item by David Irvine
Big Sal
Tue 11th Dec 2018 14:12
Beautiful poem full of gravitas and emotion.
Very well written, and I especially liked the line "The color people would dye to have" - very clever pun and usage.
Nicely done on this, I enjoyed reading it multiple times. I know others here will enjoy this as well.?
Comment is about The day I met you (blog)
Original item by Leah
Kate G,
Thanks for the wonderful comment. I'm glad you enjoyed it. I have read reports on how good swearing is for medical and psychological purposes. Amazing isn't it. Have a great day.
Comment is about Cunt (blog)
Original item by David Irvine
Big Sal
Tue 11th Dec 2018 13:42
Brian
The legal battle over Agape leader Rocco Leo's millions has been going on for a number of years. His house was only auctioned this Feb. I thought the story was worth presenting. Maybe you're thinking of another cult all in the past?
Comment is about This is a Weird One (blog)
Original item by Don Matthews
<Deleted User> (5011)
Tue 11th Dec 2018 13:22
And what a lovely review, Judy!
Comment is about Like A Fish Out Of Batter: Catherine Graham, Indigo Dreams (article)
Original item by Greg Freeman
I think that you are playing games
Tying me in knots
You're very fond of this dk
Am wondering where there whats? ?
Comment is about No There There (blog)
Original item by d.knape
Interesting, David.
I had a poem on here removed by the poetry police ( “Upskirting”) about men trying to take photos of women’s cunts.
Comment is about Cunt (blog)
Original item by David Irvine
Mad Tony clips - a Christmas bonus:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jro-Ho79EKY
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XJ23bZaZkbE
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LgeCMrcixJg
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6IiPWqNA4UM
Comment is about Xmas Collage Poem - Bonkersly Good (blog)
Original item by Stockport WoL
Tue 11th Dec 2018 11:37
The poem described as written
makes folks wonder why I bothered,
Wasted time, both theirs and mine
in one ear and out the other.
Comment is about Don Matthews (poet profile)
Original item by Don Matthews
<Deleted User> (19913)
Tue 11th Dec 2018 10:16
Love it David... and the conversation the piece has generated. There's quite a bit of research to back that those who swear have improved mental health, or that it can reduce sensations of pain to swear when injured. I'm always fascinated to think that, what many consider to be the worst swear word, is actually a euphemism for a vagina. Yet, it's not nearly so offensive to say cock or dick. It's interesting the power that we assign words and symbols. And great that you are writing words that challenge. ?
Comment is about Cunt (blog)
Original item by David Irvine
<Deleted User> (19913)
Tue 11th Dec 2018 09:28
Tom, this is wonderful. The first two lines particularly. Makes me think a sad story underlies this.
Comment is about The Wind Is Howling (blog)
Original item by Tom
<Deleted User> (19913)
Tue 11th Dec 2018 09:28
Tom, this is wonderful. The first two lines particularly. Makes me think a sad story underlies this.
Comment is about The Wind Is Howling (blog)
Original item by Tom
Hey Big Sal,
I'm glad you enjoyed it and found it thought-provoking. It's interesting to see peoples reaction. I will search out Ferris Taylor and read some of his stuff. You hit the nail on the head with people picking and choosing their words that they find ofensive. I think that's the great thing about poetry, It means different things to the reader.
We should do a podcast on it lol.
Comment is about Cunt (blog)
Original item by David Irvine
Poemagraphic, Thanks for your kind comments on my work. It's great to see people taking an interest.
I wouldn't worry too much about seeing the UFO's. I've been seeing them all my life. Not little tiny spectacles or movements in the sky, I'm talking huge ships flanked by RAF jet fighters. The first time I saw one was in the sky over Wymondham. Both my kids saw it as well, it was low and shaped like a leaf. It must have been 50meters in length. When it realised we were watching, it shot North quicker than you could blink. The RAF fighter jets turned around and headed home once it disappeared.
Comment is about Purple Sky (blog)
Original item by David Irvine
<Deleted User> (19913)
Tue 11th Dec 2018 09:00
Simple pleasures, not always a world away. Love this Ray.
Comment is about ALLHALLOWS ON SEA (blog)
Original item by ray pool
<Deleted User> (18980)
Tue 11th Dec 2018 08:58
I thought this religious cult thing was all in the past. You've got some catching up to do Don.
Comment is about This is a Weird One (blog)
Original item by Don Matthews
Yes; when someone dies suddenly you always have a hole in your life - you thought that you would see them again. Some incident comes along and you think " XX would have smiled at that...." and then there is this vacuum...Good Luck,
Comment is about Vasovagal Syncope. (blog)
Original item by Nick
<Deleted User> (18474)
Tue 11th Dec 2018 07:47
Ray,
Was the title meant to be ironic?
hal·low
(hăl′ō)
tr.v. hal·lowed, hal·low·ing, hal·lows
1. To make or set apart as holy.
2. To respect or honor greatly; revere.
I’m not sure who’s deriding who in this poem, but for me it pervades the whole thing from beginning to end.
There’s some kind of reverse snobbery from the holiday maker, and the writer seems to be scoffing at the holiday maker.
It all made me want to look away coz its so uncomfortable to read, which was reflected in line 27, about the dog turds.
I always feel a bit embarrassed and uncomfortable when I walk passed someone picking up there dogs turds. I’m not sure why. I always want to look away and pretend I didn’t notice. I got the same feeling reading this poem.
They way the writer has described the 'scruffy' birdwatchers. Ouch!
My Mum and Dad used to take me to Butlin’s when I was little, and it was completely magical. The memories have kind of remained untouched, until now.
I like to do most things in this poem. I love eating fish by the med. I love a pint in the pub by the sea. It’s funny how some people can’t let themselves enjoy all things equally and they confine themselves by their own petty snobbery.
Beno.
Comment is about ALLHALLOWS ON SEA (blog)
Original item by ray pool
<Deleted User> (18474)
Wed 12th Dec 2018 07:37
Ray,
Dark wanton. Hmm? So hard to tell what you mean here. Was she a girl with dark hair who was cruel to him? Or did he feel he was the victim of evil maliciousness? Or is it describing his own unhealthy, and reckless, desire, and obsession with this woman?
I like for my reading of this poem to think; he thinks she played with his heart for her own pleasure, and amusement, then abandons him. Is he so sure? He’s so stupid. Maybe she loved him deeply, but could see no good could come of it. It’s the most difficult thing in the world to do, not to be with someone you love. Unless she is completely heartless, which she’s not, I’m sure. I expect she will always find it one of the hardest decisions she would ever make.
She still slept with him though. That was cruel and wanton.
I get the feeling from the poem she is much more in control of her feelings, and emotions than the male character. She is much older than him, and he is a young man. This adds new complexity to the whole story. I found myself judging the characters differently than I probably would otherwise, because of this.
She looked at me with star studded eyes........ Wow what a line. I wondered if he was of note somehow, in the limelight (a footballer or a member of a band), and these were here motivations for her passions. It wasn’t until I got to the end of the poem and I realised the moon’s light was on the bed, and she must have had the stars reflected in her eyes for real. I don’t think I’ve read anything more romantic than that.
Love how you’ve thrown in the moon. The most powerful force in nature to represent the love he felt for this girl. And how the moon has always been associated with womanhood. Just two great analogies (is this the right word?). All the pagan mystery it conjures up just provides another level of charm to the poem.
He must have look into her “shy and gracious face” (just like the moon waxing in the night), to see her in full brilliance, but wondering what was on the other side of her, a life he would never have. Uber sad.
Genius Ray, complete genius.
Beno.
Comment is about DARK WANTON (blog)
Original item by ray pool