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Window Of Light
Dear diary...as Summer Solstice arrives on Wednesday 21 st June 2023, I decided to celebrate with a poem. Softly solstice will arrive, sustain me...
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Splendour Of The Woods
Through woodland in silence we ambled, nature's interlacing branches converging; traces of enchantment dressed to impress, drawn softly into shadows...
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Silver Jubilee Lake
23 rd May 2023 Dear diary. Sauntering down to local lake at Silver Jubilee park, along nature's trail between coveted canopy; pollen particles sail...
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Nature's Wonders
As dawn breaks through shifting sunlight; clouds slowly drift above pathway to yawning woods, where gentle nature calms the soul illuminating beauty...
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Miracle Of Spring On Gossamer Wings
I have no doubt of this understandable temple of cocoon cared for in nature's swaddle, still clutching the silence of solitude it's endured, conserve...
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You're so right about music
Posted on Tue, 29 Jan 2019
You're so right about music taking you back Jane, I experience so many memories with music and scents too.
I remember being at a house party back in the early 70s and feeling very depressed because everyone was with a partner except me....
Read full commentPosted in Brooksy
Hi Jane,
Posted on Fri, 11 Jan 2019
Hi Jane,
i cannot believe I missed this masterpiece.
Those lines:-
In searching we cast aside gems, dulled by the swell of life,
we're blind to their shine.
Made me think of just how many poems I might of...
Read full commentPosted in Somebody Sang and I saw the Colour Blue
Hello Harry,
Posted on Sun, 07 Oct 2018
Hello Harry,
you know I've come into contact with people like this, not only in a working enviroment, but also during a time when I was in a womens refuge. I feel lucky that I've always had the confidence to either steer clear of these...
Read full commentPosted in Narcissists
I enjoyed reading this
Posted on Mon, 30 Jul 2018
I enjoyed reading this Richard, it reminded me of when myself and my partner took on our first allotment. There was so much digging to do, but we dug and sowed the packets of seeds. The first year was a disaster because we didn't know what we...
Read full commentPosted in TOO EARLY, TOO LATE, HELP
How about Bowser for a posh
Posted on Sat, 24 Jun 2017
How about Bowser for a posh name for a dog.
The story is written so well, I felt like I was watching a tv series.
Still enjoying.
Jenny.
Read full commentPosted in Boatman's dream 29
A pensive poem of awareness
Posted on Fri, 28 Oct 2016
A pensive poem of awareness that asks the questions: Who am I? Why do I exist?
Hope I've got the meaning right, it was just the way I percieved it.
Loved the lines:
Walked naively through the
gossamer thread
...
Read full commentPosted in Fear of existence
Wow! Is one of the words I
Posted on Sun, 27 Jul 2014
Wow! Is one of the words I would use to describe what I've just read.
An entoxicating, powerful piece, that developed and grew stronger as I read.
Great work...and I really mean that.
Jenny.
Read full commentPosted in Everything pulls softly and silently apart
Hi Tina,
Posted on Thu, 05 Jun 2014
Hi Tina,
I think we all new a Miss Jones when we were at school. We had a teacher called Miss Evans, she was a spinster and always wore glasses hung from a chain, they would sit on the end of her nose and she would look down when...
Read full commentPosted in The Naming of Plants
A poingnant poem in the
Posted on Wed, 16 Apr 2014
A poingnant poem in the beginning...but hope at the end of the tunnel.
I thought you delivered a great read, that shows its possible to get through most things; if you just hold out for another day.
Jenny.
Read full commentPosted in Trauma
Hi Phil,
Posted on Fri, 19 Apr 2024
Hi Phil,
loving all the wonderful descriptions of the countryside, and wondering about that sign and who it's meant for. Poor Archibald is as confused as ever.
Now I'm wondering about this lady of Evanley Hall. It all sounds very...
Read full commentPosted in Driving in My Car ('Dead Reckoning' series - Part 5)
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