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TO ALL MY FREINDS ON POETBAY

2017-06-22
Cool. Not sure I want some if my nonsense to last forever!


TO ALL MY FREINDS ON POETBAY

2017-06-22
Cool. Not sure I want some if my nonsense to last forever!


I Bathe in Verbiage on Your Behalf, My Sweet

2017-06-22
Lawtence, I imagine this being spoken by a good Irish actor...remonstrating the other half. Loved it.


Olivia!

2017-06-22
Olivia is in touch with feeling everything...carpe deuming so to speak. O and the beach demands you go get in and paddle those footsies...even if they are sub zero temperatures. Reconnect and feel the sand between your pinkies.


Like that

2017-06-20
Twisting my melon.


Melancholy Eggs for Breakfast

2017-06-10
Loving your egg-cellent portrayal of inner dialogue in relation to melancholy. Sorry..couldn't help myself. Eggs-tremely neat...oops...there I go again!


Ablation

2017-06-04
Noooo. It is the journey that makes us. Just think how dull your poetry would be if it hadn't been licked by the sludge!


Lake Michigan Sunrise

2017-06-04
How many jumps did you get on your skimmy stone?


My Favourite Poets

2017-06-04
Oh yes me too, me to.


Harnessed

2017-06-02
I might disagree and say if hopelessness were a shroud...we could cast it off maybe. Or maybe we are like animals who repeatedly have to shed this skin Of hopelessness ...only for it to become hardened again. ..and cast away and so on...either way Im liking the idea of hopelessness being a shackle.


Fountain Pens

2017-06-01
Reminded
Gladly
Nina


Fountain Pens

2017-06-01
Well. Im resided gladly if how I felt the first time I heard NAna Simone singing the song Wild is the wind....she said......." ....kiss me, I hear the sound of mandolins..."

Whether that makes any sense to you, Im not sure but I'm sure in high respect for Nina....


MANCHESTER - 22 MAY 2017!

2017-05-24
Its heart wrenching Ken, watching this u fold, watching peoples loved ones despair, watching children being wiped it. Thankyou for taking time to give their lives value.


The Catacomb waltz

2017-05-14
Sweet. Love it. 'Nuff said.


A Long Haul

2017-05-14
Id like to know if the grass was or want greener there.


Love Letters Never Sent

2017-05-07
Well isn't this just a little bit of lovely. Really enjoyed this xx


WHILE SOMEONE WAS A MUMBLING!

2017-05-06
Sounds like Star Wars Day and Yoda have been influencing here!!


there’s a broken woman

2017-04-19
You've caught her very well. Please let her in...tell us the next episode.


You May Want to Stop Back Later

2017-04-19
Living in an area that us famed for its rainy weather I can state with some surety that constant rain is miserable making stuff. Then again someday I too get stuck in a crabby irk. From one misery to another. ..Hail! A salute...not acknowledgement of weather!


WINTERED MINDS!

2017-04-18
And how cutting those rocks that slice them


To a friend

2017-04-18
Very occasionally, Ill read a piece of beauty that is so exquisite it takes my breath away. This was one of those rarities.


Worm

2017-04-18
Its more erm...a welcome back. But thankyou.


everything is small

2017-03-05
Mm...mmmmm.

That me. Licking my lips after gorging on fine words.

Very tasty.


Slice of Life

2017-02-11
I do a lot of running and I am familiar with the feeling of showering and being pleasantly sore. I think Lawrence Beck's poem about iron filings touched on this feeling to earlier. I sense a theme running through poetbay here. I like the clipped way you used your words here to for maximum effect. Any way a rest day affords me to indulge in poetry. Thankyou.


The Sun is Up

2017-02-09
Methink's one must be earlier to rise!
In liking the feeling of despondency strangely.


The Sun is Up

2017-02-09
Methink's one must be earlier to rise!
In liking the feeling of despondency strangely.


Knight in Armour

2017-02-05
One wonders who this is for? Either way...intriguing.


Wreckage

2017-02-05
Scavengers are only to happy to dig and pick over bones until...well until themes nothing..which brings a kind of freedom. Hurty feelings here.


A Barbed Life

2017-02-05
Lovely xx


Underwater

2017-01-22
This how I feel when politicians are talking.


Beginning

2017-01-21
Having just come back in from a very frosty bitter day I long for Spring. Well put here.


one day we will remember

2017-01-21
Oh my. This is something a bit special. Personally I think this reflects the mood on Inauguration Day. Bookmarked.


A skylark

2017-01-21
Thoroughly enjoyed this. I like how you used the bird as a carrier of your inner thoughts which had the effect of amplifying your emotions.


THE NEW DARK AGES!

2017-01-21
Me too Ashe.


With Loneliness

2017-01-10
Tasty.


the lotus

2016-12-17
This makes the reader dig deep into their own experiences of life, of situations and people they have known. Thankyou. I agree this is no fragment.


Changing of the Season

2016-11-22
Did I give permission to have my rusty old heart chords to be played so effectively? This really is lovely.


things that fall between chairs

2016-10-23
And poetry web sites too!! Love this.


it's the story of someone...

2016-10-23
Well as long as they gave you a name check then thats ok!


The Poetess

2016-10-18
Ok you had me at...Such velocities are difficult to match. And by
I will wrestle with these thoughts for now, I think I was starting to crumble and then darn it by repetition you hammeted home

at best, my worst won't do~

I mean...leave me with some dignity!


Fallen from the earth

2016-10-12
Very. Very nice work.


little poem

2016-10-04
Or the road gearing up to absorb the weary falling traveller
Or the traveller spitting road grit at a powerful little pebble


Lucy shoots daisies

2016-09-25
The title caught my eye. Shooting from the hip.


True Lies Weigh

2016-09-25
Deep breath Kathy. As many as it takes.


wind road

2016-09-25
Love love September.Before the October of Halloween and the rush to Chrustmas begins in shops


Psychotherapy Begins

2016-09-25
Am I the only one who wants to know how it ends!!!! She might have welcomed the question!


Love The Rain

2016-08-20
Nice how you have encompassed memory into a weathery scene.


Why read this?

2016-08-19
I suppose you need to make poverty tangible, not just something we view from the comfort of our million mile removed armchairs


Compression

2016-08-19
Rio.


What If?

2016-08-19
And on the horizon lay optimism
It tugged away at the thorny constraints
Of regret,
Of misgivings.
It opened a yellow brick road to..
To that brilliance
They call hope.

Sorry, not meaning to hijack your post. Sometimes it's easier to express how poems make me feel in prose, instead.