They’re all out in the shed in a cardboard box wrapped up in PVC. Black silk shirt with red stripes And a shoelace tie. Cool wasn’t a word back then...
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A beautiful poem about a beautiful animal
Posted on Sat, 20 Jun 2015
Rather underestimated, Lacewings are the gardeners friend, along with Ladybirds. Both species have aphids on the top of their menu. So fitting that, as you say, these living works of art keep a natural balance in nature. We must never let them be...
Your words are an example to us all. Facing fear, but not letting it bring you to your knees is hard, but so important for survival. I doubt you are a shallow person, but I know how self analysis can ask tough questions.
to share this with people. It was something I found very hard to do.
Regarding yes or no to chemo, I can't advise you on what to do. However, the reaction to it is very hit and miss since everybody's body reacts differently.
I hope it's not so, but I don't think you would post such a thing if it wasn't. I was with you from the first line. You have detailed so well the confusion: guilt: fear that comes in spades after such a visit. Reading this, I felt it now almost...
Just catching up, with this excellent graphic description of a panic attack. I think I am lucky in that it is something I find difficult to comprehend since I guess I am rather laid back in some ways (which annoys some of those close to me)....
It's just so darn sad. Perfectly written of course. I think the thing that makes me sad about this is the never ending hopelessness of the writer, seemingly trapped in a circle of love and the fear of losing it.
Back in '64 my girlfriend and I visited one of her mates who lived in a nearly new South London (Bermondsey) tower block. At the time we bright-eyed teenagers thought it was great --- wonderful views and all that. It seemed so...
A beautiful poem about a beautiful animal
Posted on Sat, 20 Jun 2015
Rather underestimated, Lacewings are the gardeners friend, along with Ladybirds. Both species have aphids on the top of their menu. So fitting that, as you say, these living works of art keep a natural balance in nature. We must never let them be...
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Hi Bee,
Posted on Mon, 15 Jun 2015
Your words are an example to us all. Facing fear, but not letting it bring you to your knees is hard, but so important for survival. I doubt you are a shallow person, but I know how self analysis can ask tough questions.
Whatever happens,...
Read full commentPosted in Symmetry
You are very brave
Posted on Mon, 08 Jun 2015
to share this with people. It was something I found very hard to do.
Regarding yes or no to chemo, I can't advise you on what to do. However, the reaction to it is very hit and miss since everybody's body reacts differently.
My...
Read full commentPosted in Counting the Hours
I was worried to comment on this
Posted on Fri, 29 May 2015
but I have to tell you I know exactly where this is coming from. For you I hope it passes.
Read full commentPosted in Exit Stage Left
You label this as autobiography . . .
Posted on Mon, 18 May 2015
I hope it's not so, but I don't think you would post such a thing if it wasn't. I was with you from the first line. You have detailed so well the confusion: guilt: fear that comes in spades after such a visit. Reading this, I felt it now almost...
Read full commentPosted in The Waiting Room
This sent a chill down my spine
Posted on Sun, 03 May 2015
Bee, this is heart wrenching. We can only guess at what he was told and why he cried.
So much in so few words excellent work
Ed
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CONGRATULATIONS!
Posted on Fri, 24 Apr 2015
As I mentioned before, this is a terrific piece regardless of form. Write it down anyway you want and it will be still be great.
Well done on this well deserved poem of the month
Ed
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Hi Bee
Posted on Wed, 01 Apr 2015
Just catching up, with this excellent graphic description of a panic attack. I think I am lucky in that it is something I find difficult to comprehend since I guess I am rather laid back in some ways (which annoys some of those close to me)....
Read full commentPosted in Walk About a Bit
Dunno what to make of this, Bee.
Posted on Fri, 06 Mar 2015
It's just so darn sad. Perfectly written of course. I think the thing that makes me sad about this is the never ending hopelessness of the writer, seemingly trapped in a circle of love and the fear of losing it.
Very sensitively written...
Read full commentPosted in Déjà vu
Hi Tina,
Posted on Sun, 01 Mar 2015
Hi Tina,
Back in '64 my girlfriend and I visited one of her mates who lived in a nearly new South London (Bermondsey) tower block. At the time we bright-eyed teenagers thought it was great --- wonderful views and all that. It seemed so...
Read full commentPosted in The Beat Goes On
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