The ebb the flow, the stay the go upon the shifting sands The ebb the flow the yes the no the water and the land I blew in on an August wind and some...
The opening sets the scene effectively. and you get us into what has happened.The final paragraph is flawless, I see the man in front of me and can guess at the unmet needs on both sides.
It's the Bank Holiday and I have spare time so I am going to yakk on a bit.
When a writer or musician is good and they have something to say my own view is sometimes 'never trust the singer, trust the song' By all means recognise the...
I like your own angles on Eliot, Ewan. Did the man ever realise how funny he must have looked? Going to Margate on the bank holiday and walking into the pub where the cockney family were drinking and chatting. What did Eliot wear for his day down...
Great poem. I like the internal sounds you made with the right amount of the words. it all hangs and flutters together. You create echoes, reverberations...
Accents can be telling but sometimes I don't know what they tell us. I have two Scottish daughters and moved to the Westcountry while the big one was 11 and the little 'un was four. Within a few months little 'un was saying 'moy name is Jess' as ...
In some people luxury creates an induced feeling of necessity
Posted on Fri, 21 Jul 2017
In some people luxury creates an induced sense of necessity.'Always wanting more' is astute'
But does being poor always lead to goodness? I think that sometimes it leads to anger and self-pity.However I have more tolerance for miserable...
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The opening sets the scene
Posted on Sun, 17 Sep 2017
The opening sets the scene effectively. and you get us into what has happened.The final paragraph is flawless, I see the man in front of me and can guess at the unmet needs on both sides.
Read full commentPosted in The Oil Refinery
It's the Bank Holiday and I
Posted on Sat, 26 Aug 2017
It's the Bank Holiday and I have spare time so I am going to yakk on a bit.
When a writer or musician is good and they have something to say my own view is sometimes 'never trust the singer, trust the song' By all means recognise the...
Read full commentPosted in Evening Walk in a Seaside Town
I like your own angles on
Posted on Sat, 26 Aug 2017
I like your own angles on Eliot, Ewan. Did the man ever realise how funny he must have looked? Going to Margate on the bank holiday and walking into the pub where the cockney family were drinking and chatting. What did Eliot wear for his day down...
Read full commentPosted in Evening Walk in a Seaside Town
Great poem. I like the
Posted on Sat, 12 Aug 2017
Great poem. I like the internal sounds you made with the right amount of the words. it all hangs and flutters together. You create echoes, reverberations...
Read full commentPosted in The Treetops
Accents can be telling but
Posted on Thu, 30 Jul 2015
Accents can be telling but sometimes I don't know what they tell us. I have two Scottish daughters and moved to the Westcountry while the big one was 11 and the little 'un was four. Within a few months little 'un was saying 'moy name is Jess' as ...
Read full commentPosted in Hate Thy Neighbour – Racism In The 1970s
'yet I did stay from place to
Posted on Tue, 30 May 2017
'How r u guyz?' great opening line, the matey colloquial textspeak masking the noncommunication.
'yet I did stay from place to place with some carrier bags containing my clothes.'
You were homeless. I am not saying this to make you...
Read full commentPosted in My Mother and I aren't Talking and Other Tales.
Wow! I shall e-mail Dad
Posted on Mon, 01 May 2017
Wow! I shall e-mail Dad pronto
Read full commentPosted in Shlamek
Wish I was there
Posted on Wed, 03 May 2017
Wish I was there
Read full commentPosted in on the Coast path 2/5/17
Yes, when the big wheel stops
Posted on Sat, 22 Apr 2017
Yes, when the big wheel stops still you learn who your friends are...
Read full commentPosted in Merry-go-round
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