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Perfidia slammed the cabinet door and placed the dinner dishes on the table with a thud. “You’re going to regret that if you break your fine china,”...
Martha stepped into the bedroom as the memories rose up like lit paper causing a brush fire of emotions she didn’t want to feel. That long ago summer...
308 of my comments have received 324 Great Feedback votes
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The ritual, the outpouring of
Posted on Mon, 19 Sep 2022
The ritual, the outpouring of feelings, the ending of a long reign. It was amazing to watch the massive crowds that gathered. The Queen was an ever present steady hand and I admired her ability to carry on with demands and traditions. I cannot...
Great suspense; what is in that bedroom? Will the key open the door? It's a great begining and I am curious to know where you will take this tale. Cannot wait for the next part.
A perfect poem Jenny; it took me to a fairyland filled with beautiful flowers surrounded by whispers of imagination. I love blue bells; their delicate beauty inspires poetry and fairy tales. Congratulations on a well deserved POD.
Hello Insert, this poem was more of an autumn in New York memory; there the leaves would slowly change by the end of September to golden, as you drove towards the Island or upstate. September would begin warm, with the last days of summer...
Well structured, introspective poem and relatable matter. The puzzlement of life stumps us all; it can be fragmented, impossible, at times, to piece together its meaning. I did have one suggestion for the ending; I'm not sure you need the last...
The heart and soul of nature, its silent communication to us has always been there for those who in a quiet moment listen and feel its life. Your poem is so well versed and thoughtful, reminding us of nature’s spirit; how we need to stay...
I was caught up in this story from the first word of the first paragraph; it walked along the normal and I did not see the supernatural creeping in; such a surprise ending. I am hooked on your story...cannot wait for part two.
Your poem is effective in its vivid picture of where we our planet is unfortunately going. If only we would listen to nature, the cries of vanishing wildlife and learn to protect our habitat, as they protect theirs and if we'd change our ways,...
The ritual of burial, the pain of loss, the desire to connect with those beyond the veil...relatable sorrow – expressively captured in your poem. Recently, I traveled to where my parents are buried - I stood there and let the reflections of their...
The ritual, the outpouring of
Posted on Mon, 19 Sep 2022
The ritual, the outpouring of feelings, the ending of a long reign. It was amazing to watch the massive crowds that gathered. The Queen was an ever present steady hand and I admired her ability to carry on with demands and traditions. I cannot...
Read full commentPosted in Sic Transit Gloriana Nostre
A flying carpet, how
Posted on Wed, 21 Sep 2022
A flying carpet, how magnificent! It is a an exhilarating bit of magic you've written here and I am along for the ride.
Read full commentPosted in In the Vale of the Shadow King (Part Two of Six)
Great suspense; what is in
Posted on Sun, 18 Sep 2022
Great suspense; what is in that bedroom? Will the key open the door? It's a great begining and I am curious to know where you will take this tale. Cannot wait for the next part.
Read full commentPosted in In the Vale of the Shadow King (Part One of Six)
A perfect poem Jenny; it took
Posted on Sat, 17 Sep 2022
A perfect poem Jenny; it took me to a fairyland filled with beautiful flowers surrounded by whispers of imagination. I love blue bells; their delicate beauty inspires poetry and fairy tales. Congratulations on a well deserved POD.
Read full commentPosted in Harebells
Hello Insert, this poem was
Posted on Sat, 10 Sep 2022
Hello Insert, this poem was more of an autumn in New York memory; there the leaves would slowly change by the end of September to golden, as you drove towards the Island or upstate. September would begin warm, with the last days of summer...
Read full commentPosted in "Autumn frame of Mind"
Well structured,
Posted on Fri, 12 Aug 2022
Well structured, introspective poem and relatable matter. The puzzlement of life stumps us all; it can be fragmented, impossible, at times, to piece together its meaning. I did have one suggestion for the ending; I'm not sure you need the last...
Read full commentPosted in Life is a puzzle
The heart and soul of nature,
Posted on Sat, 13 Aug 2022
The heart and soul of nature, its silent communication to us has always been there for those who in a quiet moment listen and feel its life. Your poem is so well versed and thoughtful, reminding us of nature’s spirit; how we need to stay...
Read full commentPosted in Contemplation
I was caught up in this story
Posted on Wed, 10 Aug 2022
I was caught up in this story from the first word of the first paragraph; it walked along the normal and I did not see the supernatural creeping in; such a surprise ending. I am hooked on your story...cannot wait for part two.
Read full commentPosted in Charmed (Part One of Two)
Your poem is effective in its
Posted on Fri, 22 Jul 2022
Your poem is effective in its vivid picture of where we our planet is unfortunately going. If only we would listen to nature, the cries of vanishing wildlife and learn to protect our habitat, as they protect theirs and if we'd change our ways,...
Read full commentPosted in sound escape
The ritual of burial, the
Posted on Sun, 12 Jun 2022
The ritual of burial, the pain of loss, the desire to connect with those beyond the veil...relatable sorrow – expressively captured in your poem. Recently, I traveled to where my parents are buried - I stood there and let the reflections of their...
Read full commentPosted in Anniversary
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