This will be self explanatory for UK members; otherwise please google Mr Bates versus the Post Office. I dashed this off last night, after watching the ITV show; not good poetry but heartfelt. (Image courtesy of Wikimedia Commons)
I like miniature poems, just a few lines, which I find satifying; and my mentor here is Samuel Manashe (collected poems available on Bloodaxe) I could wish for a smidgin of his talent. (image courtesy of Uruburos on Pixabay)
An older poem I've dusted off; having reflected on what Jack commented on my last poem. It is the age old question - what constitutes us? This poem comes as close to the Buddhist view as I can manage; and of course there may be another truth. (Image courtesy of Wikimedia Commons)
Your nature poems take me back to where I've been hapiest; out on some tracks in the wet, with a warm homecoming at the end; please keep them coming Rhiannon.
I seem to have missed a whole 'Slough' of poems, like this one; and yes, it took a while before I realised what those smells signified! Nice on Thurlough! BTW, my wife once lived near the Mars factory, and they could smell the Mars Bars.
I came back to this today, having read it before; and the comments and your replies have helped me better understand it; and its certainly a powerful poem, which is cathartic.
This poem was perfect for those of us who miss a bath. We swapped our bath for a shower years ago, and now have another one downstairs, so no luxury of a nice soapy bath - nice one Jane.
'white tears of snow drops.' I loved this line, and how the poem brings Spring ever closer. We have our snowdrops coming through now all over the our village, and on Sunday we have our snowdrop festival at our church and the grounds of the old...
A deeply felt poem; and if it's possible to say what I liked, it was how you told the story from both sides, which further emphasised the heartbreak. I have been fortunate, in that all my family have died while I lived in the UK and they in...
A rant poem for sure and not a word wasted; and I can only agree with my estimable fellow members, that we as a species have not honoured our resonsibilties - both to each other and to the planet. Our only hope - and it is still a slim one - is...
Weird and wonderful, it
Posted on Sun, 18 Feb 2024
Weird and wonderful, it reminded me of happy nights In Crows Nest Sydney.
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The love here shines through.
Posted on Sun, 18 Feb 2024
The love here shines through.
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Your nature poems take me
Posted on Thu, 15 Feb 2024
Your nature poems take me back to where I've been hapiest; out on some tracks in the wet, with a warm homecoming at the end; please keep them coming Rhiannon.
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I seem to have missed a whole
Posted on Thu, 15 Feb 2024
I seem to have missed a whole 'Slough' of poems, like this one; and yes, it took a while before I realised what those smells signified! Nice on Thurlough! BTW, my wife once lived near the Mars factory, and they could smell the Mars Bars.
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I came back to this today,
Posted on Sat, 17 Feb 2024
I came back to this today, having read it before; and the comments and your replies have helped me better understand it; and its certainly a powerful poem, which is cathartic.
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This poem was perfect for
Posted on Mon, 12 Feb 2024
This poem was perfect for those of us who miss a bath. We swapped our bath for a shower years ago, and now have another one downstairs, so no luxury of a nice soapy bath - nice one Jane.
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'white tears of snow drops.'
Posted on Thu, 08 Feb 2024
'white tears of snow drops.' I loved this line, and how the poem brings Spring ever closer. We have our snowdrops coming through now all over the our village, and on Sunday we have our snowdrop festival at our church and the grounds of the old...
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A deeply felt poem; and if it
Posted on Wed, 07 Feb 2024
A deeply felt poem; and if it's possible to say what I liked, it was how you told the story from both sides, which further emphasised the heartbreak. I have been fortunate, in that all my family have died while I lived in the UK and they in...
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A rant poem for sure and not
Posted on Wed, 07 Feb 2024
A rant poem for sure and not a word wasted; and I can only agree with my estimable fellow members, that we as a species have not honoured our resonsibilties - both to each other and to the planet. Our only hope - and it is still a slim one - is...
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Phobetor i deed! I liked the
Posted on Tue, 06 Feb 2024
Phobetor indeed! I liked the dream like quality here, with that unsettling undertow, and the imagery was perfect.
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