Hilarious, and yet - so barbed with meaning. You are very talented. IMO, interpretation could take this into any field because you are addressing major universal themes, while gleefully thumbing your sophisticated nose.

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Oh dear! Silly me!! I must actually READ your comments Stefan! (I do - honest I do!!) I thought you were talking about the dog - you usually are! (Or so Gemma says!) xx

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I think it is the sound of it, like 'galloping ponies'. Hence Lady Godiva? Just a thought. Who knows what was whispered through your brain as you slept? Another life? Another world? I'm glad you caught a remnant of the feeling; it is a delightful fantasy, just as irrelevant as dreams are.

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Original item by Ann Foxglove

think you missed the joke Ann! heres a clue.....Blair/Bush...or should that be t'uther way round? ta chuck

Comment is about nosing towards america (blog)

Original item by Ann Foxglove

That's because, Greg, only my imaginary twin sister can do it! ;-)

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Love the rollicking feeling of this Ann, particularly "Your boots are made from catfish scales / There’s mink fur glued to your fingernails". Haven't a clue how you actually juggle peonies, tho!

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Hi Stef,thank you so much for your sympathies, but I guess I should have added that this was 41 years ago. (Where does the time go? Argghh!) Since then we have 3 healthy kids and 6 grandchildren, so don't normally dwell too much on the one we lost. However, we never really forget, and I was inspired by the really good poem by Laura Taylor, posted on Friday. All I can say about the name is that we would have called her Sharon, but back in 1969 babies like mine were really whisked away never to be seen, so we were never given a chance to name her. Thanks again, my dear Stef. xxxx

Comment is about Empty (blog)

Original item by Lynn Dye

I love the last verse Larissa! Nice poem. And I love autumn as a time of year. xx

Comment is about ADIEU (blog)

Original item by Larisa Rzhepishevska

I woke up this morning and this was in my head - inexplicably!

Comment is about juggling peonies (blog)

Original item by Ann Foxglove

Hi Lynn-very sorry to hear of your loss indeed-might I respectfully ask,what her name was? the last verse sadly true-my sympathies to you-Stef-xx

Comment is about Empty (blog)

Original item by Lynn Dye

Thanks, Francine and Ann.

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The Gift...
- Ha! beat yer to it ! :)

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Original item by Cynthia Buell Thomas

I had the very best of secondary modern education so I can appreciate the story. It feels good to make it against all the odds - although my making it was on a much tinier scale - just surviving it was great...
The last line seems to stick out like a sore thumb in the flow of things - but perhaps you planned it like that.

Comment is about The dim little girl from the Secondary Modern (blog)

Original item by Christopher Dawson

Autumn is the best season of the year for parting. lol Spring will come soon and ...new love poems and romances will appear.

Comment is about ADIEU (blog)

Original item by Larisa Rzhepishevska

Is it really so sad, my dear friends? The end is optimistic, isn't it?

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Original item by Larisa Rzhepishevska

Good evening Larisa-oh what a sad poem! but well done nevertheless-Stef-xx(M-xx)

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Original item by Larisa Rzhepishevska

Oh my dear friend, the pains of deception bite so deep, those wounds take so long to heal...
Best wishes, Dave

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Original item by Larisa Rzhepishevska

I totally love this, and I'm not the least sure why. I've read it many times, and seem to glean a bit more with each reading. It is imperative to follow your punctuation. I just seem to remember a picture of a girl, ankle-deep in snow, turning back to look at the viewer, her destiny a dark background, indistinct. 'confusion dieted the cure'; 'stuff the smile with a cork'; 'selfish scars' are only some of so many amazing ideas.

It does remind me of Dylan Thomas' work. I have read some of his poems out loud, to myself, and actually started to cry, for the sake of Beauty, I guess. No explanation ever articulated.

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Original item by Marianne Daniels

I like it very much also, Lucy. IMO, I think the 'comment' of the last stanza is unnecessary, and actually aborts the feeling you have evoked by limiting your idea. The 'baby's smile' covers all angles, leaving 'chaos' to be any universal environment.

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Original item by MissLucy

Stalking and lies are somewhat related. I picked up the aggression and the need to falsify it which I labelled (not well) pragmatism and romanticism.

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Hi - The Gift - Oh I dunno - round ere it's Quetzalcoatl this & Quetzalcoatl that. I don't normally ever write poems about writing poems, but I thought I would make an exception here.

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Original item by Ann Foxglove

Nosing towards America - joking apart, I dont think you or I or anyone else can help this - some poems just ARE working towards a punchline, but you have to hope to hold the reader's interest until the end - then WHAM!
Other poems, the crucial "feature" can be elsewhere & some are just lyrical all the way through with no punchline at all.
just my 2 cents xx

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A super poem, Ann. I enjoyed sliding down line after line, 'tousled with bladder wrack' being my favourite among many fine images. IMO, the stanza about the real places might have used (would you believe it!) an adjective or two for the 'rooves and windows'. The final stanza is just superb, leaving the reader to colour in the dog (mine being dark chocolate like my sister's.)

Comment is about nosing towards america (blog)

Original item by Ann Foxglove

Fantastic poem. It should be required curriculum reading from ages 14 up; and posted in huge print inside a lighted gilded frame right beside the bar in all pubs. Talk about Poetry in Motion!

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Original item by David Mac

Wow, what a narrative. I like it, it's dry, caustic and pretty compelling. Plus, I appreciate the picture of Carey Mulligan.

Comment is about The dim little girl from the Secondary Modern (blog)

Original item by Christopher Dawson

I dont know how you do it again - a poem that I read thinking "this is good, but it's not really for me" then the last stanza puts it in another realm !
do you do it on porpoise ?

Comment is about nosing towards america (blog)

Original item by Ann Foxglove

sounds like a typical Friday night round ours :)

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Original item by David Mac

Hi Lynn - thanks for commenting on 'How To Mend A Broken Heart' :) Best Wishes, Dave

Comment is about Lynn Dye (poet profile)

Original item by Lynn Dye

Thanks guys! Sorry Stef, it was a golden lab! (Otherwise I would have obviously called the poem "Brown-nosing Towards America" wouldn't I! ;-) xx

Comment is about nosing towards america (blog)

Original item by Ann Foxglove

Hi Dave-I did a poem similar to this one,called'Laughatory'..great minds'n'all that jazz-ta-Stef.

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Original item by David Mac

Good evening lovely Larisa-boy! you continue to amaze me! this is excellent! you should be proud of yourself-I sincerely love this poem-please keep them coming,a pleasure to read-my love to you-Stefan-xx(M-xx)ps-Sharyn Owen was spot on when she commented that 'you have a gift for joyousness'-you certainly do!

Comment is about Words, Words, Words..... (blog)

Original item by Larisa Rzhepishevska

Snap! I,ve been to 'where gulls come to be lonely' as the great 'D.T.' described Milkwood as being i.e. coastal town-burying my grandsons-in sand! unfortunately,I had to dig them up again-lol! lovely poem Ann-would,nt dare ask you to include 'brown' at the beginning of the last line..hee hee! my day was spent in Benllech bay on the Island of Anglesey-boy I love that place! I found that giving the seagulls the 'death stare' keeps em off yer cornetto! lots of apostrophes! today!-best regards lovely Lady!! Stef!!xx!!(G-xx!!)

Comment is about nosing towards america (blog)

Original item by Ann Foxglove

Lovely poem, Dave, enjoyed this.
Lynn x

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Original item by Dave Dunn

I think I'm feeling a little too Fragile for these silly comments - but I'll Relay them to someone who's a little Closer to the Edge.
Yes - a great band in their day but IMHO had done their best stuff by Fragile - CloseTTE had good parts but was defo getting a bit pompous by then. Call it Fate - call it Synchronicity, call it Cobblers - but Fragile is on my deck right now - one of my favouritest albums ever. Saw them twice at the Apollo.
In your case, did you ever like Focus as well then ? - still my all-time favourite band: I play one or the other or both almost every day - sad, isn't it - but for me, music never really got any better - although I do like all sorts of other stuff as well, these are at the top of tree. xx

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Nice work Ann. There are some good words and images here. Love the Labrador nosing towards America (could have been Labrador though), the black castanets is good, the seals head rock, absolutely great. I found myself thinking of a Van Morrison song "Coney Island" when I was reading it.

Comment is about nosing towards america (blog)

Original item by Ann Foxglove

I used to have an imaginary Paul McCartney - he was only about an inch tall. I don't remember what I did with him though!

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Would agree with Cate - love the pathos of the £5.90 an hour closure on it. I share the same niece - there are some funny stories to tell also - like the full term baby she delivered to a couple who had no idea they were expecting... perhaps she suffered extreme constipation/diarrhoea/indegestion/near death experience on a more regular basis than most of us!

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Original item by David Mac

Thanks Thom, much appreciated.
As to the meaning - I asked a (very bright, highly literary) friend to read it and asked her if she got the meaning, she said 'I'm not sure; it could be a steamy but illicit romance, or possibly your recent visit to the dentist'.
Take your pick :)
Cx

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Very graphic and well written David. My niece is a paramedic so I know this just about sums it up pretty well.
Cate xx

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Original item by David Mac

Dear Cynthia, thank you for your encouraging comments, it was a bit of a bad experience to be honest, but I sit on the fence really, I don't think you need to go to church to have faith anyway :)x

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hey john...abdul was rather disapointed today to discover that you are 'man' and either potentially my boyfriend or an unsuitable match for him. in my feeble attempts to invite him to wigan, where you could meet him and do me a big favour of interpreting for me, i think i managed to convince him that you are in love with him and would like to make beautiful poetry with him :) please provide appropriate turkish phrase that means stuff john, stuff poetry,stuff wigan, stuff conversation, lets go back to my place and fuck while the weathers good :)

oh and what is turkish for 'unlimited free car wash' just so he understands the transaction. ;)

Comment is about John Darwin (poet profile)

Original item by John Darwin

i watched a documentary about 9/11. it was made up of amateur footage from various different angles and distance and in every image, the office paper seemed to take a haunted presence; pirouhetting desperately through the air and swamping the ground. these images were accompanied by some of the firefighter, policemen, paramedics etc radio exchanges. I got lost in all the paper.
I shall think over the aliteration. thanks for considered comment. take care.

Comment is about Where The Paper Falls. (blog)

Original item by Marianne Daniels

Yep - I'm sticking with my interpretation thank you very much. And Ray - I wouldn't say that your Heavy Make-Up poem was the easiest to follow LOL xx

Comment is about Bite the Bullet (blog)

Original item by Marianne Daniels

"A few comments i get on here seem to be of the vein that sometimes my poetry is not that easy to follow, and i could go arund the houses abit". Run that by me again.

Comment is about Bite the Bullet (blog)

Original item by Marianne Daniels

"passengers" - Yes, well spotted, that's dear ole Gordon & Yes, also - a great description of his "managing" the economy :)
you win a biscuit of your choice - maybe a fig roll? or a kitkat?
BTW - do you know the diffrunce between a northern lass and a kitkat??
Yep - you only get four fingers in a kitkat

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Original item by Isobel

and I violently hate going to the dentist!!!

Comment is about Bite the Bullet (blog)

Original item by Marianne Daniels

hee hee, I guess I am kind of taking the mickey out of myself. A few comments i get on here seem to be of the vein that sometimes my poetry is not that easy to follow, and i could go arund the houses abit. Bite the bullet so to speak is get to the point, so it is the tooth that packs the gun but the bullet has become hard to find, hence the little silver fillings. The salad referencing word salads, tossed in the air in every direction and quite hard to put them together without a good dressing (does this make sense, i am very tired...ha! i infuriate myself sometimes...) but yeah, i am also like the idea of challenging violence with my poetry.

Comment is about Bite the Bullet (blog)

Original item by Marianne Daniels

I didn't really think about whether Spartacus was or wasn't a cliche. I wrote it quickly and just wanted something that expressed immense power and liberation. I loved the Gladiator film - think it's the only one I've seen where I actually found that Ozzie actor attractive. Maybe I'm born into the wrong era - I should be a blood smeared warrior or a mad Bodicea...
Deletion is empowering for all of 5 minutes. I imagine that is why lots of poets remove themselves from WOL. That is one step too far for me. Email is one thing, WOL another - think I'm bedded down here for good now - no matter how many clangers I drop or how many are dropped on me. Thanks for your comments. xx

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Original item by Isobel

Holidays can be exhausting - can't they? You should try it with a young pack in tow - it takes it all to a new level. Nice one. x

Comment is about Holiday (or – stop moaning ya daft bugger and get on wi' it) (blog)

Original item by Dave Bradley

Your poetry is never an easy read Marianne - but you give us plenty of fodder to chew over.
I'm guessing that Mr Incisor is the aggressive one - the tooth that might just pack a gun - a gun filled with lead rather than filling. The salad is a little herbacious for the carniverous blood thirsty canine so you are challenging violence with your poetry? If I'm anywhere near warm, I love the thought process.

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Original item by Marianne Daniels