Thanks to you all..Yeah..those are priceless moments no technology could ever bring back..unless theres time machine..
Comment is about My golden years (blog)
Original item by meya
Surprisingly Candice there was nothing on the questionnaire about frequency of tweeting (ridiculous or otherwise) so I unable to give an opinion.
I was also surprised there was no space for 'other suggestions' ?? ?
Comment is about Yes Mr Trump (blog)
Original item by Don Matthews
Dear Love Adviser
I have a problem. My shock absorbers have worn out and they don't make replacements any more. Will the road get smoother or do I just have to ride it out?
Yours
Worn-out shockers
Comment is about Love Is... (blog)
Original item by d.knape
Really love this Ray, to me it paints the picture of a big, inquisitive, slow moving serpent, gently and quietly snaking it's way across the landscape.
J. x
Comment is about BY THE CANAL (blog)
Original item by ray pool
Ah...such is the life of Becky Who. But you are still in the land of the living. Which is good news.
All this too will pass.....(as will many of the treasured things we wished did not....)
Comment is about The school run (blog)
Original item by Becky Who
Now that is what I call an exit, and Norman Greenbaum to finish, superb. I wish I had as clear a plan, the only thing I'm insisting on is that someone reads, "Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night."
J. x
Comment is about The Final Act (blog)
Original item by keith jeffries
I love the classic nursery rhymes and tales from childhood, beneath the surface they're so dark. So big round of applause Ruth, it's one of my favourite things when people rework them.
J. x
Comment is about 3 Little Pigs (blog)
Original item by Ruth O'Reilly
So sorry Rose, exactly the same problem my end, (well android not iOS). So pleased you liked it.
Funny you should mention, "The Pit and the Pendulum," Ray, I had an image of that in my mind but couldn't seem to reference it in the finished piece.
And Ruth, do you know what, I think I'd have been alright as a knight, mind you these days I'm an archer (genuinely I do archery).
But yes it struck me the other day when I was reading about the sword of Damocles that actually, it's that one hair of a horses tale, that's the key ingredient, that's the unknown, the weakest link in the chain, and there by a single hairs breadth all our fates hang.
Thanks all for commenting and liking.
J. x
Comment is about A Hairs Breadth (blog)
Original item by Jason Bayliss
Well Don a whole new world of Hybrids has been discovered by you, I especially like that squoinking sound effect!?
Comment is about 3 Little Pigs (blog)
Original item by Ruth O'Reilly
Yes Meya, I would also like to go back to those years......
Comment is about My golden years (blog)
Original item by meya
....and they are stunning biologists..... Producing many little piggymouslets. Blind in one eye only. Tail only half-curled. Strange oink-squeak call. Both mother and father doing well but father beginning to worry about rising costs of living.
Seems said therapist did not advise against dilly-dallying with blind mice.......?
Comment is about 3 Little Pigs (blog)
Original item by Ruth O'Reilly
Some powerful images there. Suffocating; as it should be. Great writing.
Comment is about Those Puppet Strings (blog)
Original item by Kate Hubbard
Profound writing and rich with emotion. I think as imprisoned souls we often scream through what we endure, knowing that there is a recurrung pattern. This poem comes from the mind where it cannot be fully understood but thank you for such a valiant display of the pain which inhabits the inner self.
Keith
Comment is about Those Puppet Strings (blog)
Original item by Kate Hubbard
John,
This poem speaks for those who look with some despair on a life lived with the inability to revisit and change. Perhaps a life which is little understood. I am drawn to your words, "that my veins are clogged with curdled liqour" and "in this sandstorm of brokeness". In this poem are you searching for some explanation or meaning to a life which often seems enigmatic to say the least or even pointless? I am intrigued.
Keith
Comment is about The rags of time (blog)
Original item by John E Marks
What an interesting concept Jason, and yes in a way we are all, only a hair's breadth away from our own personal swords falling upon our brow!
The world you have transported us to in this piece Jason, convinces me that your past life in the knighthood regresses itself through your poetry.
Comment is about A Hairs Breadth (blog)
Original item by Jason Bayliss
And don't start on the clowns they taste too funny?
Comment is about Devour and Crunch (blog)
Original item by hugh
Really loved the spiritual aspect of this poem Sarah-Louise.
Comment is about CHAKRA HEALING (blog)
Original item by Sarah Louise mcnee
This poem speaks of September and no other month, with its soporific ambience.
Thanks
Keith
Comment is about Whispering wind (blog)
Original item by Jon Stainsby
Mike,
such a detailed poem of events long since out of the news and the scope of many but a scene which still haunts all those who have been engaged in one conflict or another. Well rhymed and very well described.
Thanks
Keith
Comment is about A Hunting We Will Go. (blog)
Original item by Mick Stewart
Exquisite! This poem captures so much of those man made features which criss cross our industrial landscape as if they possess a soul of their own.
Thanks
Keith
Comment is about BY THE CANAL (blog)
Original item by ray pool
Thank you Keith..
Comment is about Lesroy Mardenborough (poet profile)
Original item by Lesroy Mardenborough
Happy Independence Day to Everyone from St. Kitts and Nevis.. ??
Comment is about St. Kitts and Nevis Independence Day Poem (blog)
Original item by Lesroy Mardenborough
Nicely sour writing John. All claims to fame punctured from the outset. It reminds me of Tommy Cooper live when I backed him on stage. Saying he did impressions he did one of his butcher, and got a laugh. That was Tommy.
Ray
Comment is about POETRY LIKE DYLAN’S (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
Eminently sensible and a good lesson in life as we move through the voices we hear. Says something about the paths we might take.
Ray
Comment is about Pigeonholed (blog)
Original item by Amanda Steel
Quite a seductive idea and perfect for the season Jon. All is soft at the edges and alluring to the mind.
Ray
Comment is about Whispering wind (blog)
Original item by Jon Stainsby
As close to self torture as I've seen, Jason. The idea of the sword's weight above is a chastening one, and reminds me of the pit and the pendulum. Plenty of gothic pretence.
Ray
Comment is about A Hairs Breadth (blog)
Original item by Jason Bayliss
I love the quick fire lines that emphasize the sense of impending danger and the tight spaces. Paints a very strong scene and is just the right length to take us on a journey. Full of enjoyable atmosphere.
A pleasure to read Mick.
Comment is about A Hunting We Will Go. (blog)
Original item by Mick Stewart
Thanks guys. Dunno what impulse made me want to post this here. Hope it pleases!
Comment is about The school run (blog)
Original item by Becky Who
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Fri 20th Sep 2019 19:01
many, many happy returns Candice. Obviously being a woman I know only too well of not asking your age but just to say this, that this hardworked poem is about how a gal should be treated, birthday or not!
am I right or am I right!? ?
Rose ?
Comment is about Florida Birthday Girl (blog)
Original item by Candice Reineke
<Deleted User> (9882)
Fri 20th Sep 2019 18:51
' sleep begins its slow inward stroll ' fab line fab poem. Nice one Jonny boy!
Rose ?
Comment is about Whispering wind (blog)
Original item by Jon Stainsby
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Fri 20th Sep 2019 18:48
Jason, having just managed to click the like button before my iphone data ran out, I am now back topped up to say that this poem has wonderful originality, brilliant rhyming, and extremely interesting subject matter according to how you have written it
fabulously faultless, dude.
Rose ?
Comment is about A Hairs Breadth (blog)
Original item by Jason Bayliss
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Fri 20th Sep 2019 18:40
extremely well-written piece Sarah.
Cheers!
Rose ?
Comment is about CHAKRA HEALING (blog)
Original item by Sarah Louise mcnee
And we are peacefully carried away on that beautiful September wind. Love this Jon.
J. x
Comment is about Whispering wind (blog)
Original item by Jon Stainsby
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Fri 20th Sep 2019 18:37
' spirits simply too big to fit still growing bodies ' as fab as every other line that makes up this brill poem.
Rose ?
Comment is about The school run (blog)
Original item by Becky Who
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Fri 20th Sep 2019 18:32
Meya, I have yet to meet anyone who would disagree that those years were indeed golden.
lovely poem.
Rose ?
Comment is about My golden years (blog)
Original item by meya
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Fri 20th Sep 2019 18:29
' place your bets ' ? love it! big welcome to write out loud Meya.
Rose ?
Comment is about meya (poet profile)
Original item by meya
"Stories tattooed in my heart forever."
So true, if we had the foresight to realise that in hindsight we would miss those exact moments as we lived them.
J. x
Comment is about My golden years (blog)
Original item by meya
And can you blindly defend an average of 10 ridiculous tweets per day?
Comment is about Yes Mr Trump (blog)
Original item by Don Matthews
Yes Keith, it's kind of the notion that until you accept that the sword is now, has always and always will hang over us all, you're trapped by that knowledge. At some level we all feel the bony hand of the reaper at our shoulder and unless we focus on the tasks at hand, for some the knowledge is paralysing. It's almost an acceptance that our own particular sword belongs to us as much as we belong to it and that actually no matter what we encounter it's probably the one absolute constant in our lives.
In a sense it's saying, until we embrace our inevitable demise as part of our narrative we'll always see it as something to fear.
Until it is our friend, it is our enemy.
J. x
Comment is about A Hairs Breadth (blog)
Original item by Jason Bayliss
You need money to send your child to Eton. That can be a possible
hindrance to identification with the hoi polloi, though there's no
real reason for that to occur. Pupils take a lead from the quality
of their teachers in a profession that has not shown itself as
personifying any admirable sort of "Doctor Arnold" or "Mr Chips" examples in recent decades - though, of course, there must have been some around for those lucky to have had them, unfettered by
encroaching political influences of the "Jesuit" variety.
Comment is about Poet Musa Okwonga hits out at fellow old Etonians Cameron and Johnson (article)
Original item by Greg Freeman
You intended to put us to sleep with this one, right? ? Lovely depiction, Jon!
Comment is about Whispering wind (blog)
Original item by Jon Stainsby
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Fri 20th Sep 2019 16:06
Rumours of your demise have been greatly exaggerated Becky...welcome back!
Comment is about The school run (blog)
Original item by Becky Who
Jason,
an interesting poem whereby we all live under the fear and anxiety of death. To be set free is surely to die when the sword falls and all draws to a close. The sword of Damocles hangs over us all as does the threat of a nuclear holocaust or meeting our nemesis. A poem to ponder on.
Thank you for this
Keith
Comment is about A Hairs Breadth (blog)
Original item by Jason Bayliss
I don't know it, but I will pursue it, time allowing.
Comment is about Adam Rabinowitz (poet profile)
Original item by Adam Rabinowitz
Hugh
Sat 21st Sep 2019 01:04
Great poem.I love the canal and spend a lot of time on it with my dog cycling,I call my activity "canycling."
Comment is about BY THE CANAL (blog)
Original item by ray pool