Windy, what a beautiful poem. It really caught my fancy and lifted it aloft to experience the wonder.
Thank you !
Comment is about Feathered Foot Dreaming (blog)
Original item by Windy
When the rhythm of harmony is altered, and syncopation confuses that natural pattern we're accustomed to, we are startled. Time to recalibrate.
Love the perspective of what patterns and changes in rhythm do to us. Well done my friend!
Comment is about Rhythm Breaker (blog)
Original item by Manish
Thank you for remembering the fallen ones like this; the imagery is clear and pierces straight through my heart. As I look at that picture of the most pivotal day in WW2, my eyes tear up. May we all be reminded of the price paid for our well being.
Comment is about Little Ted (blog)
Original item by Stephen W Atkinson
I like the sound of that, Keith! It also puts me in mind of Motörhead and Woody Allen's 'Sleeper' - not a Venn diagram i ever thought i could conceive of before now, but hey, it's a crazy world nowadays, so why not?
Comment is about IN TWO MINDS (blog)
Original item by Martin Peacock
This poem encapsulates the rhythm of life in a beautiful but honest way. The final stanza which could be interpreted as resignation, but in reality is an acceptance and a hope for the future.
Thank you for this,
Keith
Comment is about I Was Waiting For My Lucky DAy (blog)
Original item by Larisa Rzhepishevska
Martin,
a poem rich in humour but as a fellow sufferer I am with you all the way. At my age lust is alive and well but even wrist action can strain the tendons. In some far off land, probably the Far East, some genius has developed an orgasmatron. It maybe be worth a try. It comes with batteries and also a connection to the mains supply. I shall send for an estimate.
Excellent piece of writing,
Thanks,
Keith
Comment is about IN TWO MINDS (blog)
Original item by Martin Peacock
Thanks RG and to those who have sent recent flowers.
I have done my fair share of 'in your face' and there will be enough of that to go around, that is not to say I won't do it again.
I remember visiting various of the landing beaches in france and other landing zones. Although my mind was not far from the horror it was also focussed on the practicalities of staying alive and the motivations that got men off the X.
Obviously much of survival is luck but some is also sheer will and some quick thinking.
Such events should be recalibrated frequently and measured against how we live now. Obviously there comes a time when things slip beyond living memory. But how many of our countrymen consider the impact Waterloo had upon our world today, for it did and still does.
I also contrast the great D-Day sacrifice with how many of my former collegues have slipped through the net and taken their own lives, as many of those who landed on the beaches that day must have subsequently done.
War is a true horror and it is a horror that endures beyond its end.
"Only the dead have seen the end of War"
David
For the record, troops included in D-Day landings beyond those routinely reeled off consisted men from:
Australia, Belgium, Czechoslovakia, Denmark, France, Greece, the Netherlands, New Zealand, Norway and Poland.
This list is not exhaustive as many men fought in foreign armies not their native home. This included many Commonwelath soldiers although some were otherwise engaged in The Far and Middle East at the time.
Comment is about Thank you (blog)
Original item by David RL Moore
Stephen,
Not a poem from your usual repetoire but poignant as my mind went to the beach at Gaza and to Dunkirk and all the travesty of war. The illustration is also a firm reminder of the D Day landings which took the lives of so many men. A poem which is both topical and historical; a reminder to us all that freedom is bought at a high price.
Thanks for this,
Keith
Comment is about Little Ted (blog)
Original item by Stephen W Atkinson
people who study these things often say
there’s continual conflict in this world
different tribes hell-bent to have their way
charge headlong into war with flags unfurled
ne’er stopping to think, to count the cost
take a piece of land from some other man
such futile gain for each precious life lost
to satisfy some madman’s masterplan
we never heed those lessons from our past
writ in blood on tablets of graveyard stone
that the fight just ended should be the last
and heinous wicked wars begone and done
to all those lovely boys who sadly fell
we will remember and bid fond farewell!
Comment is about Why is the sonnet still popular? (article)
Original item by Greg Freeman
A very effective allegory told in such a poignant way Stephen!
This resonated with me due to visiting the war beaches on our way back from holiday one year. It was bright sunshine and lots of people/children cavorting in the sea. I could see only soldiers floating! It stays with me.
Good work sir! G
Comment is about Little Ted (blog)
Original item by Stephen W Atkinson
Your welcome Keith. Language is my mistress and poems are our children.
Comment is about TO THE DANCE (blog)
Original item by Martin Peacock
Thank you, Keith. I love the brevity of a haiku. That you can say so much with so little proves the wonderousness of language, don't you think?
Comment is about HAIKU: SUMMER AFTERNOON AT LEAFY GLADES (blog)
Original item by Martin Peacock
Thank you so much for your encouraging words, Keith. After so long in the shadows, coming out into the light is a nerve-wracking experience. I have been my only audience for years. It's time these poems got some fresh air.
Comment is about IN A WORLD GONE MAD... (blog)
Original item by Martin Peacock
An intriguing piece of dream's enigma written excellently, Keith.
Thank you.
Comment is about In the Land of Nod (blog)
Original item by keith jeffries
Thank you, Patricia. I'm glad that you could relate.
Comment is about Family (blog)
Original item by Manish
Martin,
you have the ability to take the reader straight into the scene you describe.
Thanks for this,
Keith
Comment is about TO THE DANCE (blog)
Original item by Martin Peacock
Martin,
This plunged me into the richness of a summer's day.
Keith
Comment is about HAIKU: SUMMER AFTERNOON AT LEAFY GLADES (blog)
Original item by Martin Peacock
Martin,
This poem carried me along in quick time as I was devouring line after line. The poem is truly excellent. The last four lines are a wonderful exhoration which I fully endorse.
Thank you for this,
Keith
Comment is about IN A WORLD GONE MAD... (blog)
Original item by Martin Peacock
This is my third attempt to thank you all for your comments. I am very honored and pleased that The Descent relates. Thank you. I guess I am not managing the navigating yet.
Comment is about The Descent November 1996 (blog)
Original item by Patricia Ziel
Alternatively she could have had an adult conversation with him......just saying.
Comment is about MILKSHAKE FARAGE! (blog)
Original item by Lee Campbell
Thankyou for your kind word, Graham, Trevor and MC; and for the Likes, Aisha, Tom, Holden, JD, Helene, Jon63 and Tim.
Comment is about HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JUDE (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
A lot of work has gone into this methinks. Well done Trev!
Comment is about POET WITHOUT A CAUSE (blog)
Original item by trevor homer
Not 'in your face' like many remembrance poems, more subtle blending then with now. Everything moves on but it's important to remember and to be determined to not give tyranny its head again.
Comment is about Thank you (blog)
Original item by David RL Moore
I knew that under that gruff northern persona there was a Romeo waiting to leap out! Something of a blend between ‘when I’m sixty-four’ and ‘Hey Jude’ then. Allow me to pass on my birthday best wishes to Gert!
Comment is about HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JUDE (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
Thank you very much, Holden.
Comment is about HAIKU: SUMMER AFTERNOON AT LEAFY GLADES (blog)
Original item by Martin Peacock
'Slow down, honeybunch' - delightful!
Comment is about "The Little Way" (Thérèse de Lisieux) (blog)
Original item by Hélène
Beautifully written, Helen. I can see that words mean something to you, as they do to me.
Comment is about Marvelous (blog)
Original item by Hélène
Thanks to those who have sent flowers of remembrance
David X
Comment is about Thank you (blog)
Original item by David RL Moore
I couldn't agree more, your insight is on point and exactly what I wanted to convey. Thank you for your generosity, Tim, it means a lot to me.
Comment is about Nine-to-Five (blog)
Original item by Manish
Thanks Larisa & M.C. for your comments & feedback 🙂 - The situation is utterly beyond comprehension. One thing I did learn from my time in Russia is that the West is perceived as weak. We remain complacent at our peril.
Thanks for likes Aisha,Holden,Manish,Tim,Patricia & RudyardK 👍
Comment is about My Friend Maxim (blog)
Original item by Tom Doolan
I think your mum must have been a remarkable woman, Lee. I so appreciate all your poems about missng her. I share your sentiments....miss my mom so much; it's been 11 years since she passed and I think of her almost every day.
Comment is about Popped (blog)
Original item by Lee Campbell
I love the title and the poem and it's meaning that's conveyed so beautiful. We often learn it the hard way to comply with what's been provided to us, though we deserved more, we deserved answers, and therefore, a new part of us is born and is adamant to give all the answers and lessons learnt to the next of us.
I could very much resonate with this poem. This topic was something that always occured to my mind but I failed to bring it to the page. Through this poem, I calm that part of me. Excellent, my friend!
Thank you.
Comment is about Cultivated Curiosity (blog)
Original item by Tim Higbee
Awesome poem, Tim! Well written with a wonderful message. Curiousity, open-mindness--makes life interesting and can even increase compassion.
Comment is about Cultivated Curiosity (blog)
Original item by Tim Higbee
I love this poem, Manish. How many times are own complaints put into perspective when we look around and understand our problems are miniscule compared to the troubles of others.
Comment is about Nine-to-Five (blog)
Original item by Manish
You really are very generous, Martin. Thank you for taking the time to read my previous posts.😊
Comment is about Family (blog)
Original item by Manish
Sarah, I like the line I just can't be normal, and be just like my mates, but who's to say your mates are normal? We all have monsters that reside within. The monsters inside and out nibble away at who we were and are. They keep our essence in constant flux and remind ourselves that living is adapting.
It is hard and tormenting work at times, but it isn't abnormal.
Great poem.
Comment is about Monsters don’t exist (blog)
Original item by sarah rich
Tue 4th Jun 2024 13:36
A lovely haiku, Martin, very evocative! 😊
Comment is about HAIKU: SUMMER AFTERNOON AT LEAFY GLADES (blog)
Original item by Martin Peacock
I hope you ducked in time...😉
When misplaced wrath has run its course,
perhaps when she's no longer hoarse
from shouting, she will understand
that teasing needs no reprimand.
Comment is about HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JUDE (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
Ain't love grand!
I can imagine her response;......
How caring of you to think upon
Your other half in this thoughtful way,
And each time I sit on my own dear John,
I'll know our love is here to stay! 😊
Comment is about HAPPY BIRTHDAY, JUDE (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
A trip back in time that informs and enlightens. It brings back
my visit to Leningrad (as was) in the 1970s when the Soviet
Union was still around in its old form and guards in grey garb,
toting machine guns, would grab your camera and rip out the film. The hotel in question was on the banks of the River Neva
in sight of the famous cruiser Aurora that fired the shot that signalled the original revolution. My abiding memory was the hard faced "babushka" who manned the desk on our floor.
On leaving I handed her my copy of "Country Life" which hadn't
been seized on entry and often wonder what she made of the
pages of real estate and luxury items on view in its glossy pages.
Comment is about My Friend Maxim (blog)
Original item by Tom Doolan
Martin- ah I never noticed that ! Thank you for your feedback I appreciate it , I will definitely revisit this !
Keith - thank you very much I’m glad you enjoyed it
Comment is about Monsters don’t exist (blog)
Original item by sarah rich
Nice one. The sonnet is such a playful, malleable format, isn't it? One of my favourites too. "To reboot, control and alt delete lives" is so apposite.
Comment is about Go Live Day (blog)
Original item by R A Porter
It's important that we remember that - now as much as then - beneath the uniforms, the ideologies, the expectations there are just men and boys, often ignorant of why they're there, often scared beyond belief, often all too aware that the people they're trying to kill - those trying to kill them in their turn - are the very ones who, under different circumstances they'd be sharing a beer with.
I like this - it has some fine imagery, some memorable lines.
Comment is about BEACHHEAD - JUNE 6, 1944 (blog)
Original item by M.C. Newberry
There are some fine moments in this poem, Sarah. I get how you feel - some of this could apply to me. I wonder though: could you find a line to precede/follow, "Only you can feel them there, it’s driving you insane"? It stands alone, orphaned in a poem of rhyming couplets. It cries out for a sibling.
Comment is about Monsters don’t exist (blog)
Original item by sarah rich
Having been there - in fact, owning a crumbling mansion of my own there - the essence of this poem resonates within me. We need to know we're not alone, Patricia; i hope your friend realises how lucky they are.
Comment is about The Descent November 1996 (blog)
Original item by Patricia Ziel
An interesting excursion into that old, 'we are stardust' trope. I like the half-rhymes. Interestingly, the question, "Where is the place God resides?" was answered for me by Celine, in the film 'Before Sunrise', when she tells Jesse that if God exists it is in the space between two people, in the connections we make with each other.
Comment is about Life ‘n’ God ‘n’ Death ‘n’ Stuff (blog)
Original item by Stephen W Atkinson
There are some moments - lines, words - in this which speak a profound truth to me. I envy you that closeness.
Comment is about Family (blog)
Original item by Manish
Larisa Rzhepishevska
Wed 5th Jun 2024 13:20
Thank you so much for reading, liking, and commenting on my poem, Keith.
With warmest wishes,
Larisa
Comment is about I Was Waiting For My Lucky DAy (blog)
Original item by Larisa Rzhepishevska