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Chinks nicked here and there fell amongst the change he couldn't pocket - should have spent it. Enjoyed odd stolen moments - could have, should have...
Posted a first draft of this, then read it and thought, what were you thinking! Then removed it. So here is a hopefully, improved, or at least, less crap edit.
You kind of said it - it's the fear of the unknown that's hard to handle because our mind gets filled with wild imaginings. But you already know you have cancr - you're not going to hear anything really new, just a number and how much treatment...
So powerful and simply heartbreaking. I wept too. Nothing hard hearted in your poem - it's like standing aside and seeing and actually being at the same time.
I think the 'we' is like an attempt at disassociating the mind from the subject, but it does have that effect after a while, on the reader as well. You got that disbelief that this could possibly true, yet knowing it must be, just right. And I...
Even borders are no barriers where passion can be so easily ignighted by the senses. After the 'satisfaction' achieved alone, the last line can be taken in a couple of ways. Either - alone until we meet again, or - as in signing out - until we...
The last line finishes this off so neatly. Looking back on such companionship is so strongly inside us that the slightest trigger such as similar weather and scents of the changing seasons zoom us back into any given moment. I loved this. I'm...
Oh my goodness! That last, you can't even answer that or theyll smile knowingly like you've just made their point. You can't win. And I hate when someone starts with - 'I don't mean to be rude, ' or 'don't take offense, but...' You just know it's...
I couldn't stop thinking of the idea of this continuous repeat - the piece meandering off course to a non specific end. Guess it would still be Da capo al fine, but by then we wouldn't notice. I thought this was clever, and as...
Line 6 - could take out 'be'.
Posted on Sun, 14 Feb 2016
Line 6 - could take out 'be'. Lovely romantic, rhyming poem with a dancing sway that fits in with the tide being pulled in by the moon,
Read full commentPosted in The moon in the man
You kind of said it - it's
Posted on Sat, 13 Feb 2016
You kind of said it - it's the fear of the unknown that's hard to handle because our mind gets filled with wild imaginings. But you already know you have cancr - you're not going to hear anything really new, just a number and how much treatment...
Read full commentPosted in We are Afraid
The unsaid speaks the loudest
Posted on Fri, 12 Feb 2016
The unsaid speaks the loudest in this piece. Louder than the verbal abuse.
Read full commentPosted in Pink with Purple Peonies
I don't know anything about
Posted on Thu, 11 Feb 2016
I don't know anything about golf, but I loved this. Lovely rhymes and funny. I can just picture the scene.
Read full commentPosted in According to the Birdie
So powerful and simply
Posted on Mon, 08 Feb 2016
So powerful and simply heartbreaking. I wept too. Nothing hard hearted in your poem - it's like standing aside and seeing and actually being at the same time.
Read full commentPosted in THE ONE IN THE NEST
I think the 'we' is like an
Posted on Thu, 04 Feb 2016
I think the 'we' is like an attempt at disassociating the mind from the subject, but it does have that effect after a while, on the reader as well. You got that disbelief that this could possibly true, yet knowing it must be, just right. And I...
Read full commentPosted in We Can't Believe We Have cancer
Even borders are no barriers
Posted on Sat, 06 Feb 2016
Even borders are no barriers where passion can be so easily ignighted by the senses. After the 'satisfaction' achieved alone, the last line can be taken in a couple of ways. Either - alone until we meet again, or - as in signing out - until we...
Read full commentPosted in An Ocean Apart (poetry monthly)
The last line finishes this
Posted on Sat, 30 Jan 2016
The last line finishes this off so neatly. Looking back on such companionship is so strongly inside us that the slightest trigger such as similar weather and scents of the changing seasons zoom us back into any given moment. I loved this. I'm...
Read full commentPosted in The Way of Rain...
Oh my goodness! That last,
Posted on Wed, 27 Jan 2016
Oh my goodness! That last, you can't even answer that or theyll smile knowingly like you've just made their point. You can't win. And I hate when someone starts with - 'I don't mean to be rude, ' or 'don't take offense, but...' You just know it's...
Read full commentPosted in Shut it (and other words)
Hi Tina.
Posted on Sat, 23 Jan 2016
Hi Tina.
I couldn't stop thinking of the idea of this continuous repeat - the piece meandering off course to a non specific end. Guess it would still be Da capo al fine, but by then we wouldn't notice. I thought this was clever, and as...
Read full commentPosted in Da Capo
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