Thanks Ray,
Despite enjoying the creative writing I depend heavily on software to correct my bad grammar spellings etc but undeterred I carry on creating poetry for the reader to interpret.
Luke.
Comment is about Best foot forward (blog)
Original item by Luke
Lovely stuff, it can be a daily struggle to see the whole of a person reacting to only shards of them. Simple, classy stuff.
Comment is about piecemeal (blog)
Original item by Red Brick Keshner
Thank you Red Brick Keshner, I feel this has a little bit of everything whilst also a sad depiction of the life of Pheasants and their suicidal ways. Enjoyed your poetry muchly too. Thanks again!
Comment is about Presently Pheasantly (blog)
Original item by Wordseffectbrew
She doesnt like bad languageđ
Comment is about Alexa and Siri (blog)
Original item by Rick Varden
Thank you so much Flyntland. I'm glad you enjoyed it, and I especially appreciate you mentioning the last line
Comment is about BLOOM (blog)
Original item by Naomi
Should be "we're exposed to" and "reeling". I like the rhymes, but I'm not sure what kind of tone you're trying to set. I'm all for gallows humour, still it sounds a bit callous. But I could be misreading entirely.
Comment is about Best foot forward (blog)
Original item by Luke
Enjoyed, the opening couplet is excellent.
Comment is about Topography (blog)
Original item by Mike McPeek
Thanks for likes: Red Brick Keshner, Keletso, Holden & Naomi.đ
Comment is about Hiding In Plain Sight (blog)
Original item by Tom Doolan
It gets on mi bloomin' wick uz Alexa deawn 'ut mi local, still caunt understand Lanky twang; when aw tells 'er t' bugger off, er just sits theer, bold as brass!
Comment is about Alexa and Siri (blog)
Original item by Rick Varden
I read poetry because I want to know what the author (who I trust is a fellow human) thinks about x, y or z.
My reaction to such a poem may range from violent dissagreement, total apathy, or passionate endorsement of their views.
If, on the other hand, a human should get their pet monkey to hit keys at random on a typewriter, for an infinite amount of time, thus producing a copy of the complete works of Shakespeare, and then ask me for my opinion about the "quality" of those works, my reply would be:
A, the production of such content was a statistical inevitability,
B, the content was not dependent on the monkey's âemotionsâ,
C, you are as thick as three short planks, if you think I ought to be impressed by the content! đ
Comment is about Authorsâ body tries to mobilise writers over AI copyright (article)
Original item by Greg Freeman
Thankyou Graham, and Tom, Red Brick and Holden for the Likes.
Comment is about IT MUST BE KIM (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
It's a really clever and tender piece John and I don't really think or like the explanation and I agree with its final sentence.
Comment is about WOODEN ZOO (blog)
Original item by john short
Be careful what you wish for JC đ
Comment is about IT MUST BE KIM (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
These incredibly brief little pieces make a huge impact when delivered like this! So much said in so few lines. Well done indeed Mike.
Comment is about Topography (blog)
Original item by Mike McPeek
Thankyou Tom, Reggie and RBK for the likes on this one.
David.
Comment is about A Vermin Complete (blog)
Original item by David RL Moore
Wed 12th Feb 2025 00:00
A really lovely poem, Naomi, filled with a grounded positivity! đ
Comment is about BLOOM (blog)
Original item by Naomi
"Left alone in pieces" now there is a line worth living. It shines back on my poem: "piecemeal" to which fragmented pieces could be the actual picture of self. Superb thoughts in stirring poetry. đđťđď¸đˇ
Comment is about Presently Pheasantly (blog)
Original item by Wordseffectbrew
It is rather depressing to think that human poets can only beat AI poetry by being more obscure and less accessible. However, as suggested in the Guardian article, the reality is more complex. There is, of course, the issue of what terms like 'accessible' actually mean. Also, as a bog-standard poet, I'm sure that AI, given time, could turn out stuff similar to mine, but only I will create the poetry that I actually write. So, as long as I don't rely on AI to help write my poems, I should be insulated from it. What other people think, of course, may be a different matter.....
Comment is about Authorsâ body tries to mobilise writers over AI copyright (article)
Original item by Greg Freeman
I very much appreciate your comment, HÊlène. There must have been so many instances where young love bloomed, just before the was the knock on the door, be it Nazi Germany or in the USSR or in many other dictatorial regimes.. They would have known love but not lived to have the memory. Love and life cut short. All so tragic.
Thank you so much once again.
Comment is about The Day They Came (blog)
Original item by Stephen Gospage
The connection was through the drawing.
Take or leave the writing as you wish )
Comment is about overqualified (blog)
Original item by Landi Cruz
I can't see a connection between the piece and Catch 22. Is it an Emperor's New Clothes thing?
Comment is about overqualified (blog)
Original item by Landi Cruz
Your poem is beautiful - and I really love your last line, it is my dearest wish for my daughter.
Comment is about BLOOM (blog)
Original item by Naomi
Yep, David, it was a great movie and an even better book. And the take-off scene from which the ink drawing is taken is phenomenal--I'm drawn to aeronautics of any sort and that particular feat of cinematics along with Yossarian have been inspiring to me on many levels...
â..thereâs a psychiatrist who thinks Iâm not good enough to be in the Army.â
âIâm the one who isnât good enough to be in the Army,â Dunbar whined jealously. âIt was my dream.â
âItâs not the dream, Dunbar,â Yossarian explained. âHe likes your dream. Itâs my personality. He thinks itâs split.â
âItâs split right down the middle,â said Major Sanderson, who had laced his lumpy GI shoes for the occasion and had slicked his charcoal-dull hair down with some stiffening and redolent tonic. He smiled ostentatiously to show himself reasonable and nice. âIâm not saying that to be cruel and insulting,â he continued with cruel and insulting delight.
âIâm not saying it because I hate you and want revenge. Iâm not saying it because you rejected me and hurt my feelings terribly. No, Iâm a man of medicine and Iâm being coldly objective. I have very bad news for you. Are you man enough to take it?â
âGod, no!â screamed Yossarian. âIâll go right to pieces.â
Major Sanderson flew instantly into a rage. âCanât you even do one thing right?â he pleaded, turning beet-red with vexation and crashing the sides of both fists down upon his desk together. âThe trouble with you is that you think youâre too good for all the conventions of society. You probably think youâre too good for me too, just because I arrived at puberty late. Well, do you know what you are? Youâre a frustrated, unhappy, disillusioned, undisciplined, maladjusted young man!â
Major Sandersonâs disposition seemed to mellow as he reeled off the uncomplimentary adjectives.
âYes, sir,â Yossarian agreed carefully. âI guess youâre right.â
âOf course Iâm right. Youâre immature. Youâve been unable to adjust to the idea of war.â
âYes, sir.â
âYou have a morbid aversion to dying. You probably resent the fact that youâre at war and might get your head blown off any second.â
âI more than resent it, sir. Iâm absolutely incensed.â
âYou have deep-seated survival anxieties. And you donât like bigots, bullies, snobs or hypocrites. Subconsciously there are many people you hate.â
âConsciously, sir, consciously,â Yossarian corrected in an effort to help. âI hate them consciously.â
âYouâre antagonistic to the idea of being robbed, exploited, degraded, humiliated or deceived. Misery depresses you. Ignorance depresses you. Persecution depresses you. Violence depresses you. Slums depress you. Greed depresses you. Crime depresses you. Corruption depresses you. You know, it wouldnât surprise me if youâre a manicdepressive!â
âYes, sir. Perhaps I am.â
âDonât try to deny it.â
âIâm not denying it, sir,â said Yossarian, pleased with the miraculous rapport that finally existed between them. âI agree with all youâve said.â
âThen you admit youâre crazy, do you?â
âCrazy?â Yossarian was shocked. âWhat are you talking about? Why am I crazy? Youâre the one whoâs crazy!â
Major Sanderson turned red with indignation again and crashed both fists down upon his thighs. âCalling me crazy,â he shouted in a sputtering rage, âis a typically sadistic and vindictive paranoiac reaction! You really are crazy!â
âThen why donât you send me home?â
âAnd Iâm going to send you home!â
âTheyâre going to send me home!â Yossarian announced jubilantly, as he hobbled back into the ward.
âMe too!â A. Fortiori rejoiced. âThey just came to my ward and told me.â
âWhat about me?â Dunbar demanded petulantly of the doctors.
âYou?â they replied with asperity. âYouâre going with Yossarian. Right back into combat!â
And back into combat they both went.â
âCatch-22, Joseph Heller
Comment is about overqualified (blog)
Original item by Landi Cruz
Hello Clare,
I am conscious that I seem to follow or precede many of Graham Sherwoods comments. I think we maybe are drawn to similar subjects and styles of writing.
I'm sure that Graham won't mind me saying that considering some of our previous differences it's refreshing to know that often we are on similar trajectories in respect of what we like.
Forgive me, it's merely an observation.
Regarding your poem to my mind it sums up the notion that every beautiful thing comes with some kind of pain, either sooner or later.
But then again life is beautiful.
âLet everything happen to you
Beauty and terror
Just keep going
No feeling is finalâ
â Rainer Maria Rilke
David
Comment is about And If I Never Met You. (blog)
Original item by Clare
Hi landi,
The still photo (I believe taken from Catch-22) only deepens the mystery of this.
One might conclude that you are identifying with Yossarians dilemma of being trapped in the futility of ridiculous rules, similar in some ways to being trapped within the genetics we inherit.
Always good to read and observe a writer that requires some thought.
David.
Comment is about overqualified (blog)
Original item by Landi Cruz
A splendid poem, Naomi. Rhyming words, good flow, encouraging thoughts.
Comment is about BLOOM (blog)
Original item by Naomi
People fall in love even in the worst of times. The title & last line "Until the day they came" plus the selected poem descriptors (tyranny) & accompanying picture (the knock at the door) evoke creeping facism. Fervently hoping common sense and freedom will prevail. But we humans will always fall in love come what may! A poem that has a touch of hope and a large dollop of sorrow. Well done, Stephen.
Comment is about The Day They Came (blog)
Original item by Stephen Gospage
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Tue 11th Feb 2025 09:56
Formidable, HÊlène. And, you are right: the worm is turning, though not yet everywhere, thankfully.
Comment is about Dickens Said It All (blog)
Original item by HÊlène
Thank you, Graham and Rolph. I'm glad that this poem stirs memories and gives rise to different interpretations. The last line could refer to various, and sometimes rather sinister, events.
And my sincere thanks to everyone who liked this poem.
Comment is about The Day They Came (blog)
Original item by Stephen Gospage
Thank you, RBK. I will look forward to reading your poem when it comes out.
Comment is about Forgive, Not Forget (blog)
Original item by Stephen Gospage
Beautiful poem Jonathan.
Let us hope there is time enough still.
David
Comment is about This Work Is Done (blog)
Original item by Jonathan Humble
This is absolutely lovely Clare. A killer last verse!!
Comment is about And If I Never Met You. (blog)
Original item by Clare
Thank you all for reading my poem.
Comment is about BRAND NEW DAY (blog)
Original item by Martin Peacock
Thanks for likes: Aisha, Red Brick Keshner & Naomi. đ đ
Comment is about Super Bowl (blog)
Original item by Tom Doolan
Thank you so much Flyntland. I'm truly touched that the poem resonated with you on such a personal level, and that you see a connection to your beloved oak tree. That's the highest compliment a poem can receive â to connect with someone and evoke such meaningful feelings. I'm so glad you enjoyed it.
Naomi
Comment is about A LINDEN'S EMBRACE (blog)
Original item by Naomi
Hello Stephen,
I love how your poem touches on the transient nature of youth and love, highlighting both the joy of a time without care and the inevitable changes that life brings. đ
Regards,
Rolph
Comment is about The Day They Came (blog)
Original item by Stephen Gospage
Thank you Naomi, Aisha, Uilleam and Red Brick Keshner for your like. Very nice of you.
Regards,
Rolph
Comment is about The World Poisoner (blog)
Original item by Rolph David
Now that makes for a more corresponding connection than my poem of the same title which is more on a personal level and definitely not ready for public consumption in its present state. Been putting it off for quite a while and got a jolt reading your much more well composed one. đˇ
Comment is about Forgive, Not Forget (blog)
Original item by Stephen Gospage
Graham, I felt the same way, but also thought the whole thing a bit clunky. I've edited it and rejigged some lines, so hopefully it now has a better flow. Thanks for commenting.
Comment is about Hostage to Love (blog)
Original item by Rob J Mann
Love the first four lines especially
Comment is about Hostage to Love (blog)
Original item by Rob J Mann
Rolph. Thank you for such an intelligent and engaged response. To critique democracy is like a sin against the holy ghost in this secular culture.
Disobedience is the true foundation of liberty. The obedient must be slaves. Thoreau
Comment is about A VIEW of the NEW 1922 - 2022 (blog)
Original item by John E Marks
john short
Wed 12th Feb 2025 19:59
Hi Graham,
Thanks for your feedback. Well, the note after the poem is my analysis of the poem, for what it's worth. I'm pleased you agree with the conclusion. Unfortunately, many editors are conformist and lack imagination and probably will not agree.
Best wishes
Comment is about WOODEN ZOO (blog)
Original item by john short