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When Time Has Elapsed
Dear diary... Now sitting quietly in my garden shed, surrounded by implements once used for flower beds; remembering how we lived the dream, that...
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Perverse Future
Dear diary... How I long for breathing space, Evoking past is all it takes To fulfill measure of time... Hiding doubts reflected in Disenchantment...
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Treasure of Sensory Impressions
that solitude that excites the mind, where time is of no importance; wealth of meandering purple view pleases senses, such miracles are like a lovers...
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A Victorian Lady's Memoirs Part Eight
We were brought together, recalling that I couldn't help gazing into Samuel's big blue eyes, this refined gentleman that I felt I'd known in another...
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A Victorian Lady's Memoirs Part Seven
I recall feeling quite surprised, and impressed when we entered double iron gates, that took us along a lengthy drive. We arrived at a large imposing...
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Hi onemorething,
Posted on Sun, 24 Nov 2019
Hi onemorething,
I've read this poem many times. It conjured up a picture of someone considering all the men she'd ever known in her life and reflecting on memories of being let down so many times. There's a sadness to reading it, and yet...
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Much more afraid of the
Posted on Sun, 03 Nov 2019
Much more afraid of the living -
the dead have never frightened me.
And there are other silences of the heart
and grasps of ivies that in concealments
to break free from internal deaths and memorials,
those we...
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I found your comment
Posted on Wed, 16 Oct 2019
I found your comment extremely important Jean. It's such a special feeling to know that these words touched you and being able to relate. I do hope you get to spend many happy moments with your grandson, he sounds like a special boy indeed....
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What an amazing scene and
Posted on Wed, 16 Oct 2019
What an amazing scene and some lovely descriptions. The poem as a whole was full of exhilaration which I very much enjoyed reading.
Jenny.
Read full commentPosted in The Long Mynd, Shropshire (12/10/19)
I just love that first stanza
Posted on Tue, 08 Oct 2019
I just love that first stanza and the comfort of making and eating homemade soup. Did you know that potatoes in soup are brilliant for the immune system?
Anyway I found this poem very tasty.
Jenny.
Read full commentPosted in This October Brings Endings
Great fun poem for the I P
Posted on Mon, 16 Sep 2019
Great fun poem for the I P Rhiannon. I'm sure a lot of very young children would love to hear this read to them.
Put a smile on my face. ...
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Hi onemorething,
Posted on Wed, 31 Jul 2019
Hi onemorething,
can't believe I missed this beauty of a poem. As you say the migration of these butterflies has left me stunned at just how many I've seen in our garden. Just walking down the path they seem to be all around, though I have...
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Oh! My goodness Rhiannon,
Posted on Tue, 07 May 2019
Oh! My goodness Rhiannon, this is absolutely beautiful and gives all the senses a treat. Just love those photos too.
Jenny.
Read full commentPosted in Arrival – Evening Wander
Hi Penny,
Posted on Fri, 03 May 2019
Hi Penny,
I could visulize the scene like I was watching it happen, always a sign of an excellent writer. The bitter cold came across so well too.
Jenny.
Read full commentPosted in 1944 (12miles south of Spa Belgium)
Hi Penny,
Posted on Tue, 30 Apr 2019
Hi Penny,
you make such a valid point in your poem and bring my own memories back. My mum used to make melt in the mouth swiss cakes and never used a recipe book, so now I can only enjoy the memory because there's no recipe to follow and I...
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