The tea was poured and Willow had her treat. “Okay Martha you’ve stalled long enough.” Perfidia nodded to the letter lying on the kitchen counter. “I...
Willow’s eyes glowed, she circled once and walked towards the delphiniums. “I think she wants you to follow her,” Perfidia chuckled, “just like that...
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So kind of you to leave these
Posted on Sat, 11 Sep 2021
So kind of you to leave these lovely comments, and yes, Perfidia's character is coming into focus as all the characters within this tail soon will. I am not sure how to describe the process for me. It feels like I am walking through the scene as...
All the comments have said what I felt- This is stark in its portrayal of humanity; the correlation of the ecological destruction and the frailty of man, these are days fraught with unprecedented global changes and in much need of helicopter hope...
The Resplendent Quetzal can not survive being caged, can only live free, as all should. There is so much to interpret here, so much to question. I love the journey through your superstitions, your distrust of gods and their teachings, to follow,...
Such a lovely passage you’ve woven of the day dispersing into night within a forested background, and ending with a child's sleepy end of day. Beautiful words and visions in this poem make me remember my long ago, childhood secure, drift offs to...
I like the way you start, with the gloom of the rain, the blurred, obscure vision of what lies beyond a window's watershed of raindrops. All the interspersed pieces of unclear, half heard voices mingling in the down pour, it is familiar to any...
Well constructed poem Jenny. The moon’s influence poetically described in the phase of the July Buck Moon named by the Algonquin Tribe for the new antlers that Buck's grow during this season. I enjoyed how you begin with the Buck changing in the...
So kind of you to leave these
Posted on Sat, 11 Sep 2021
So kind of you to leave these lovely comments, and yes, Perfidia's character is coming into focus as all the characters within this tail soon will. I am not sure how to describe the process for me. It feels like I am walking through the scene as...
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You could say this cook got
Posted on Sun, 12 Sep 2021
You could say this cook got his 'Just Desserts'.
Read full commentPosted in A Recipe For Disaster
All the comments have said
Posted on Tue, 24 Aug 2021
All the comments have said what I felt- This is stark in its portrayal of humanity; the correlation of the ecological destruction and the frailty of man, these are days fraught with unprecedented global changes and in much need of helicopter hope...
Read full commentPosted in jormungandr
The Resplendent Quetzal can
Posted on Wed, 25 Aug 2021
The Resplendent Quetzal can not survive being caged, can only live free, as all should. There is so much to interpret here, so much to question. I love the journey through your superstitions, your distrust of gods and their teachings, to follow,...
Read full commentPosted in It Is A Sin To Kill A Quetzal
Such a lovely passage you’ve
Posted on Wed, 25 Aug 2021
Such a lovely passage you’ve woven of the day dispersing into night within a forested background, and ending with a child's sleepy end of day. Beautiful words and visions in this poem make me remember my long ago, childhood secure, drift offs to...
Read full commentPosted in Sleepy Time
Such a lovely window you've
Posted on Wed, 04 Aug 2021
Such a lovely window you've given us to look out upon those nocturnal creatures. Captivating poem Jenny, so well composed, and one I will read again.
Read full commentPosted in Foxy Till Dawn
Beautiful words, a wistful,
Posted on Sun, 01 Aug 2021
Beautiful words, a wistful, poetic journey from seed to produce- the joy of the first bread, baked from the first grains sown- A time to every season.
Read full commentPosted in Lammas
I like the way you start,
Posted on Sun, 01 Aug 2021
I like the way you start, with the gloom of the rain, the blurred, obscure vision of what lies beyond a window's watershed of raindrops. All the interspersed pieces of unclear, half heard voices mingling in the down pour, it is familiar to any...
Read full commentPosted in Dreams of Rain
"Two muppets and a vampire"
Posted on Wed, 28 Jul 2021
"Two muppets and a vampire" made me laugh out loud - very ingenious, the swirling virus with a thought process. A well written political lampoon.
Read full commentPosted in Punters
Well constructed poem Jenny.
Posted on Sun, 25 Jul 2021
Well constructed poem Jenny. The moon’s influence poetically described in the phase of the July Buck Moon named by the Algonquin Tribe for the new antlers that Buck's grow during this season. I enjoyed how you begin with the Buck changing in the...
Read full commentPosted in Force Of Life
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