| WITHOUT HASTE
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2026-05-17 Love it! Blessings, Allen
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| APPLAUSE FOR THE CLOWN
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2026-05-17 Excellent. Deserves accolade in my opinion. Blessings, Allen
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| AND GOD IS SILENT AT FOUR IN THE MORNING
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2026-05-17 This is unholy, but awesome! I felt the mood and the feeling of the protagonist so clearly so well written was it. Blessings, Allen
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| the fade
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2026-05-17 An haiku if I ever saw one! The proposition is indefinite because a relationship without discourse isn't always bound to end - leaving only memories. That isn't a criticism of your piece, which is great, it is just an observation. I think I am in a negative phase this morning. Forgive me. I seem to be reading between the lines. Blessings, Allen
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| Rapprochement
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2026-05-17 There's evil everywhere isn't there! There's always one to spoil the heart expanding experience! Tell that last other that just maybe the others were thinking the same thing only about getting rid of him. :o)
Blessings, Allen
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| Enough
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2026-05-17 I think this fine poem expresses a wish that many of us have, where we desire the simplicity of our love unencumbered by the goings on in this mad world. Blessings, Allen
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| The Intersection
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2026-05-17 It's an interesting conception; theory well expressed. True, of course, and the metaphor of traffic signs is clever. I am however, thinking - as a result of reading it, obviously - that in between the colour changes there could be moments of fiery passion (as well as deep depression) where the existing relationship might evolve on it's own pathway ignoring the ulterior of the signs. But that's just me. Nice read. Well written. Blessings, Allen
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| STORM BY ANN WOOD
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2026-05-16 Sorry to hear that Ann. Fear not, you are certainly not alone. Our weather has been peculiar, nonseasonal, unreliable, and thoroughly disappointing. So you have my sympathy. Goodness knows what our 'Summer' will be like! Blessings, Allen
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| Not a perennial
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2026-05-16 An enjoyable read, amplified by the fact that my wife and I despair at the plants we have bought from online suppliers! Your protagonist is obviously an urban warrior, and despite the intentional sarcasm, he has a point, no? :o) Blessings, Allen
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| Brother
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2026-05-16 A sad tale. I liked the progressive nature realised in each stanza and the emphasis of 'pale'. Very well presented. Blessings, Allen
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| A FATHER LOVE.
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2026-05-14 Not only a powerful poem - and goodness knows it is that - but also one that reeks of the love the protagonist has for that father. Beautifully written IMHO. Blessings, Allen
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| The Knot
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2026-05-12 One Trick Pony said it for me! I guess there's an undertone in the ending about not letting love steal you yourself? Blessings, Allen
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| Tended
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2026-05-12 That last line! There is great value in the honesty of age. Blessings, Allen
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| Ache
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2026-05-12 An aching heart poem par excellence! Like Sameen I thought the line "But love should not feel like a whispered wish" was brilliant, actually I think it is quintessential! Blessings, Allen
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| Between Us
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2026-05-10 Memories that are important to you, told with a sting in the tail. It is not an uncommon tale I have to say., but I like the way you have chosen to present the story and your unique memories - which are now passed onto us, your readers. Thank you for sharing. Blessings, Allen
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| you are here
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2026-05-09 The last word will mean so much to many readers of this poem. Isn't it fabulous to feel that way, to feel that safety, that security? So well penned. Deserves accolade in my opinion. Blessings, Allen
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| Hope
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2026-05-09 Wow! What a powerful poem, and so skillfully written too. After reading the second time I was left with the desire to say to you that I think hope is always there, all the time that we are able to think... hence always, you just have to allow room for it perhaps.
Blessings, Allen
PS: WELCOME to PoetBay
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| The Glass
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2026-05-08 I could see the love you had for your father in this pictorial poem, and how you saw him unvalued by some of the people around him. He was obviously lucky to have such a loving fan as you. Blessings, Allen
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| We are what we eat
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2026-05-07 As a life long vegetarian turned pescetarian I have believed this from a very young age. Taking care of what we put in our bodies and by extension our lives has unbelievable importance. We need to select things using our intellect, and forget about the dazzle that might be put before us. Blessings, Allen
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| I can’t be myself
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2026-05-07 A very powerful poem, this. Hammering home, with successful repeats, your need and desires of the relationship. Like I say, powerful. Nothing is perfect, sadly, but communication is always on the right road. Blessings, Allen
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| nearby
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2026-05-07 A moments in life kind of poem ( of which I am exceedingly fond). Nicely done. Picture painted and the paint dry. :o) Blessings, Allen
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| NO INSPIRATION LEFT
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2026-05-07 I couldn't put my remarks any better that Melinda, below, Alan. You are an inspiration to us all, and, as I've said to you before, please don't stop fighting and searching and writing my dear friend. Blessings and brotherly love, Allen
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| Doctors of third world
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2026-05-06 You are very welcome. Thank you. :o)
Blessings, Allen
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| keep reaching
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2026-05-06 Simple and concise.
(Oh how I wish I had a real sky hook!) :o)
Blessings, Allen
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| Free
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2026-05-06 A poem of great merit, for it expresses fundamental truths. Blessings, Allen
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| This life
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2026-05-05 Dee, the devil never wins. It may seem like it, but the law of cause and effect will always ensure there is a reaction to every action in order to establish the natural state of equilibrium in the Universe.
I implore you to seek every alternative way to escape your pain and suffering than the one you speak of: There are people all over the World who would want to help you if you just ask.
I send positive thoughts and blessings to you, Allen
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| But Stand I Will
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2026-05-05 Bravo, Melinda. Those who can, should stand alongside you. And those that can't stand should be shouting out or meditating on it. The World needs to feel the energy and will to overcome, Nazism, avarice, and cruelty. ( With a smile on my face: I think 'aquious' is with us!) Blessings, Allen
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| let kindness rise
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2026-05-05 Oh please, yes, let it rise like an ocean and drown Nazism, avarice, and cruelty, everywhere.
Great poem too, great message.
Blessings, Allen
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| Doctors of third world
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2026-05-05 You are a special person, Mirza. I am sure that many other PoetBay members would think so too, and appreciate the work that you do. May your prophet bring you health, wealth, and happiness. Blessings, Allen
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| stay
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2026-05-04 Your poem reads as words that might be said to a lover. It is amazing how in poetry it is possible to convey so much meaning in one single stanza of four lines, but it takes skill to do it so effectively. Bravo. Blessings, Allen
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| Silent Scream
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2026-05-04 Sometimes these dreamtime experiences can be so very powerful, that they 'infect' the day. Your poem describes such an event, worse when it is a recurring one, and how you are effected by it. My reading of this poem leads me to think that there is an association between the dream and something that happened to you in real life. I hope that this dream is over and done with, if not now, very soon. Blessings, Allen
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| Ramblings 741
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2026-05-02 I'm guessing who. As to why: Well, have you thought that he finds it easier to make contact with you when you are in a car travelling for some reason? Such things are imponderable but equally possible. I hope you get to a point where you no longer have tears of sadness, but tears of joy for your continued connection in mind. Blessings, Allen
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| a winter story
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2026-05-02 A really disconcerting read, because, Oh boy, our parents didn't find you in the baby shop dangling on a piece of elastic, did they?? Somewhere in UK? :o) Blessings, Allen
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| Last Day
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2026-05-01 "There is only the next day " ... which, of course, will become yesterday. This now, this present moment - if you can catch it - is so fleeting as to be virtually non-existent. I hope I haven't digressed too far from the premise of your poem, it is just where your poem took me. :o) Blessings, Allen
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| I Wanna Be Adored
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2026-05-01 Yes, dear friend, I have the same expression as Melinda: Wow! I follow the sequence of thought; The depth of analysis; but confess to ending up with the thought that you ARE adored, your forward alluded to that. Brilliant composition though. Blessings (and brotherly love), Allen
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| The Win
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2026-05-01 Your poem brought a broad smile to my face, Melinda. I'm with you on "sport". I feel that players and spectators would benefit from remembering that it is a game they are playing/watching. I favour watching athletics which seems to have a more palatable rivalry on the whole. But, gosh, I do have great admiration for the dedication and determination all sports people give to their training etc. (makes me lament my youth!) Blessings, Allen
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| Mini
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2026-05-01 That patient waiting that Mini displays reminds me so much of my departed one, Ludo. His technique exactly. Bless him. Mini is very fortunate, I think. Blessings, Allen
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| Reflections On Long Ago
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2026-05-01 I think it is a very fine notion for the majority in this poem. The minority, myself included, and in particular, it teaches us/me that we/I should rise above the abrasion in this life and have faith in a better relationship in another. Blessings, Allen
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| HAPPY LABOR DAY BY ANN WOOD
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2026-05-01 ... and may us retirees enjoy the reminder of Labour Day's gift to the workers. :o) Blessings to you and yours, Ann. Allen
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| misleading misread
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2026-05-01 I concur with the proposition this poem gives. The pattern creates a double meaning. Cleverly composed and thought out. Blessings, Allen
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| my dreams
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2026-04-28 May your dreams bring you happiness, peace, love, and prosperity. Blessings, Allen
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| True life
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2026-04-28 I ask for a release from whatever it is that is the cause of your suffering, dear friend. Blessings, Allen
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| Chainsaws and Rattlesnakes
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2026-04-28 I started to read with the thought in my mind of How are chainsaws and rattlesnakes related. Your poem explained it. I feel there are very few things we can do these days which don't in some way or other involve risk. Truthfully there's nothing. We even risk breathing in covid from someone else's breath! At our last house we relied on logs for our winter heating, and I had a 24" diameter circular saw for cutting them to length. Lots of safety features of course, but the potential!!!! Blessings, Allen
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| Converstion Starter
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2026-04-28 Yes, true, what you say in your super poem which illustrates the point very effectively. A conversation starter for sure, but these days also a question loaded with the conundrum of climate change. I often ask people what there weather has been like to compare with what I experience on my patch of Earth. Blessings, Allen
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| Sigh, Then Swoon
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2026-04-28 I agree with Melinda here, the way you portray a swoon makes it both exciting and a positive interpretation of awe. What creates that awe in us of course varies from one to another, and perhaps the mood of the moment. Blessings, Allen
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| Look Up; Look Down
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2026-04-28 A fantastic poem. I so agree about looking - both up down and around... really looking. The sky, especially at night, gives a perspective of the magnificence of it all, and then the earth brings us back to the material in which we are experiencing in the Universe. When we move on, and leave this place, these things will remain to fascinate and nourish our successors. Blessings, Allen
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2026-04-27 I sense a gentle caring in these words. Words so nicely placed, and carefully. Blessings, Allen
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| Longing for you
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2026-04-27 Such a melancholy feel about this love poem. I ended up thinking how I'd enjoyed the emotive read and felt deep compassion for the protagonist.
Welcome to PoetBay Hebika.
Blessings, Allen
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| The boundless Rose of awareness
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2026-04-27 As usual, today's point towards the moon was on point. (Excuse the puns, they are only intended for smiles.) Lovely thoughts as always. Blessings, Allen
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| SOMETIMES
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2026-04-27 You are, if nothing else, an inspiration! That is, apart from the fact that you are, of course, a poet (if nothing else!) and as has been said your words will be around for a very long time to inspire. Keep up the great work, my dear friend, do not give up. Blessings, Allen
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