2019-02-17
Dr Who died when Tom Baker left, in my humble opinion

2019-02-07
Amen to that

2019-01-30
Ooh, he's gonna be mad alright. To lose a well trusted, well needed favourite is going to take years for him to forgive. Every time he looks on the workshop wall and sees the space where it used to hang, your name is gonna be cursed.

2019-01-22
What a fun way to write. Its looks easy but I'm guessing the truth is it takes a lot planning

2019-01-21
There's art in poetry and poetry in art. How lucky the subjects both have a muse. Maybe we could bring philosophy in and day the wind is given purpose by the feathers, or the feathers are made glorious by the wind...

2019-01-20
Oh such sweet angst, to suffer is to mourn, and bleak enjoyment within for the poet bereft.

In other words, I loved this. How softly she left you, how harsh the Winter of loss.

2018-12-21
Yes it is. Sometimes we just have to stop and admire the small happenings that make for the wonder of it all.

2018-11-05
I can taste it, the Southern C. I can feel the aftermath. I can appreciate the need, for it all. You lifted this, literally, with a kite on a windy day, tells me all I need to know about this poem , its characters, the resentment, the buried hurt.

2018-09-26
I wonder if, without the light beam, whether indeed the micro climate exists..they are co dependent on each other to give beauty to each. Can a scream be heard in space?

2018-08-01
Amen

2018-03-05
Wise choice Editorial Team.

2018-03-02
I absolutely love this. Thankyou so much.

2018-01-15
Beautiful. But, rivers flow into the ocean, and ferry your dreams around the world, to live on amongst the mermen and the pearls.

2017-11-13
I agree with November despondency. And, as per, your ability to share a scatteing of that emotion so freely and delicately through your poem is a rare talent....a craftsman at the lathe.

...aside..

(Between friends)

Its proper good stuff J.

Cheers Lucy

2017-10-08
I agree. What do we leave our children x

2017-09-16
A lark, no question.

2017-08-19
One should never underestimate the potential of a cloud.

2017-08-11
Sooo...woke up feeling happy and generally positive then?

2017-08-11
A hard read, however I enjoyed the style very much. I was drawn in quickly. I particularly liked how you acknowledged the child's observation of the evening prayers. I felt the helplessness in it all and how clever to use the swings as the vehicle to bring out this story.

2017-08-10
Very true. I think I call it the Emu Syndrome. I apply this thought process every time I put off a fitness session..speaking of which....

2017-08-09
A stepping stone, a path across a river, a bridge between generations.

2017-07-15
Nice light touch to the writing too. Very elegent.clipped and yet sumptuous.

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

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

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.

2017-06-20
Twisting my melon.

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

2017-06-01
Reminded
Gladly
Nina

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....

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.

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

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

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

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

2017-04-18
Hmm. Oh dearly me...clipped...precise. ...just enough....ta.

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.

2017-03-05
Mm...mmmmm.

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

Very tasty.

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.

2017-02-05
Lovely xx

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

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

2017-01-21
Me too Ashe.

2017-01-10
Tasty.

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

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!

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

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

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

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

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