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270 of my 1,984 comments have been voted Great Feedback with a total of 275 votes

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rivers

rivers revered as liquid addresses for deities of equilibrium or sea pulled palaces of wet welded into muscled power, sprung from a shell of stone...
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Present

Today's gift wrapped in light. Birdsong as foil ribbon unspools, bright slipping trills tying time together. The woods' snowdrops have come! Beside...
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relay

Almost the same length as his bed. Taller than me since last year. Knows more than I will. What can I tell him? Listen. If there are no words, wait...
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comfort and joy (another go at this)

beside a garage the magnolia grew in grace, still-dance of slender curves, smooth grey stem arcs, loose laced, spacing light. Buds slept - tight...
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Pick of the Month

woods, late

walk in the company of streams through chill evening, day's ash, grey shadows clot into understanding night a deer starts awake, hastens to hide life...

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270 of my comments have received 275 Great Feedback votes

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A terrible memory to be

Posted on Tue, 14 Jan 2020

A terrible memory to be carrying in you. I can only echo Insert and Rhiannon? I hope your shoulder stops hurting. I know what it's like to be near the bottom. The important thing is to find your choices, to know you are where you are because you...

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Posted in The policeman sat in the armchair

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"Stars seeded"

Posted on Thu, 15 Nov 2018

"Stars seeded"

"they passed taxis, night buses, lonely punters stumbling on the long walk home."

"the Firth of Forth moving in glittering sheets below them. The bridge lights were reflected in the dark water as if a row of...

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Posted in Aura (19)

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 I love the hugeness of your

Posted on Sun, 22 Sep 2019

 I love the hugeness of your poem, the importance of what is happening for you. I hope your new world fulfills all your dreams

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Posted in New World

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what a great metaphor for

Posted on Wed, 19 Jun 2019

what a great metaphor for aging

We walked the plateau

Flat and scattered green

But now in this desert scape

Dragging our bags behind.

Pink is a halfway colour, isn't it? Unthreatening, which is why it's so scary...

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Posted in My Favourite Colour's Changed

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You've conveyed all your

Posted on Tue, 12 Mar 2019

You've conveyed all your feelings brilliantly, specially how jobs are seen as defining people, so not having one makes a person a blob. And yet not having a specific shape/a slot to fit into, makes you able to go anywhere, the possibility of...

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Posted in Last Week I Lost My Job (Rimus Dissolutas)

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BRILLIANT!!!

Posted on Wed, 20 Feb 2019

BRILLIANT!!! This is absolute magic :0)

love "pale posy bunches" "coin wings" Wow! "seed-bulge" perfect . Also "far beyond their leafing"

well, all of it, really!

 

Insert, i wasn't sure what the trees across the road...

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Posted in The fruit of the elm

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Very interesting to read his

Posted on Fri, 02 Feb 2018

Very interesting to read his story. I only really knew of him from hearing an interview about how by the time they let working class people into Oxford it was so dummed down there was no point going there, and that the elites never accepted him...

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Posted in Les Rowse, Philippe and I

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You are quite right Tom, it's

Posted on Sun, 17 Sep 2017

You are quite right Tom, it's just a collection of nature scenes. It's just that I realised that someone from centuries ago could have seen them, too. And while I think of the wood as a beautiful place to go and see the sun and hear the birds....

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Posted in time travelling

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Even though your thoughts are

Posted on Tue, 18 Feb 2020

Even though your thoughts are wrapped up in metaphors of birds these poems are so raw. I feel like I am getting to know your emotional state like seeing birds flick between leaves. It seems rude to read them

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Posted in Gila Woodpecker

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I really admire the way  last

Posted on Sat, 15 Feb 2020

I really admire the way  last words in the lines stand out, as with - wild, hurled, and the alliteration of wind and wild. I feel my throat opening like the sky as I read it, to make the long vowel sounds in my mind. Would be a great one to  hear...

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Posted in Storm

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