Griffonner

2024-05-15
At last! Another disciple of Ra! There aren't that many of us about nowadays. :) But seriously, a great turn of phrase to be found here. Bravo. Blessings, Allen

2024-05-15
My thoughts on this are almost identical to Lawrence's. I couldn't believe I was about to write the same comment! Blessings, Allen

2024-05-15
All very thought provoking. I feel we are call blind to our real achievements. I'm talking about the purpose of Life here. Your poem reflects on that in my mind. And what is wrong with reappraising the realism of the goals we set in in our younger lives. I want to win the Lotto, but I'm told the odds against that are in the order of 19,000,000 to 1: What are the odds of becoming an avante-garde novelist I wonder? Blessings, Allen

2024-05-15
A very unique concept, I feel. I love the last two lines!
In my case inanimate objects work against me, but clearly they wouldn't dare do that to you. :) Blessings, Allen

2024-05-15
You may make light of it, but I am a master of meandering. It's what pleasures me. I mean, procrastinating gets nothing done, but meandering gets lots of little bits of things done and during the doing of those bits meandering avoids boredom. You promote it well. [*exits stage left with his tongue in his mouth*]
Blessings, Allen

2024-05-13
One word: Brilliant. Thoroughly enjoyed this one. Blessings, Allen

2024-05-13
What a brilliantly worded expression of that awful kind of loss. And too, how you have shown that your love is unconditional: It remains; it survives this parting; it is for ever more; it accepts. I feel that readers will be nourished by your words, and filled with admiration. Blessings, Allen

2024-05-13
I've seen many attempts at portraying mental processes with words, this one makes me feel like it is an analysis of those random thoughts that occur sometimes when One is meditating. Of course in meditation One lets them go without analysis, but if it were not the case then I feel it would be as your fine words describe. Blessings, Allen

2024-05-13
A really nice read. Thank you for sharing. Blessings, Allen

2024-05-13
A charming poem, this. It has a classical style to be envied. Bravo. Blessings, Allen

2024-05-13
Thought provoking words. Ken, I'm of the opinion that every breathing moment involved choice: Thousands, perhaps tens of thousands of choices a day. It is fascinating when you think that there is a theory that for every choice made there exists a parallel universe in which the alternative choice was actually made!!!! Blessings, Allen

2024-05-13
A poem that actually reflects on both time and the change that goes/comes with it. Is it that we all question the past and unable to quantify it wonder if it really matters? It is the age old conundrum of what is actually important in life: The number of times we've witnessed a storm, or that one time when we grabbed someone's hand and in doing so changed their lives for the better? Blessings, Allen

2024-05-13
I commend you for that one, Lawrence. The last line encourages the reader to find meaning in things, this after reading some really nice figurative expressions only makes me feel that I have indeed valued what I just read! Blessings, Allen

2024-05-09
More!

Blessings, Allen

2024-05-09
In the end I think 'the beast' kills itself. To paraphrase: "There are more beasts in the world than there are countries!"
Blessings, Allen

2024-05-09
"And only night remains at last" I sincerely hope not. :(
An interesting poem though. Very thought provoking.
Blessings, Allen

2024-05-09
Inspired!
Blessings, Allen

2024-05-09
"Never trust a shopping trolley,
That's tried to commit trolleycide"
.... or one that leads you astray. :)
Blessings, Allen

2024-05-09
A dichotomy of rational is a staging point towards an educated, well thought out, opinion. At lest you question it, and question too the internal machinations of your government (which, I feel, we all can do, especially in connection with their stances on foreign policy!) Blessings, Allen

2024-05-09
What can One say to this free verse? Only that I'm so sorry that your life has been filled with so much disappointment and pain. Even sadder that this should be the case when you pen has given so much to those that read it's scratches. Heartfelt blessings to you and yours, Allen

2024-05-04
These words of yours, Lawrence, cannot be read and silently consumed! They deserve accolade if for nothing more than their honesty! The dichotomy is blatant. Blessings, Allen

2024-05-04
I know just how you feel! Similar thoughts to yours as we've had rain that we thought would never end! Really good free verse, Ken. Blessings, Allen

2024-04-29
How wonderful to have experienced her conversations at that time. All the possible reasons for her silence are of course now magnified and headed by the awful consequences of Putin's megalomania. Blessings, Allen

2024-04-29
Hello Marie, Another one of your lovely writes I should have spotted before now! Am I right in thinking the 'T3' is your thyroid hormones? If so, SNAP! However, in my case after 20 years or so my hormone levels have been on a wobble recently for some reason. Blessings, Allen

2024-04-29
Blessings to you, my friend. Allen

2024-04-27
...at all cost! Blessings, Allen

2024-04-20
As regards your prefaced question: I guess it depends on your level of existence. That sounds very elitist I know, but we all have our place in the scheme of things and should appreciate there is a place for everything and everyone else. It is what is important to you that makes it important! Blessings, Allen

2024-04-20
Its a version all right. Even with love, we all have times when....
Blessings, Allen

2024-04-20
>We're convinced we're being
Wronged, and we are angry now.<

Some to the extent of burning themselves alive eh?

Blessings, Allen

2024-04-20
Gave me a chuckle. I can hear those poems chattering away too. I think in my case it is an illusion, but I'm open minded. :)
Blessings, Allen

2024-04-20
Or maybe he is filled with unconditional love for all creation? I hope that question doesn't sound as though I am denigrating your words because that's not my intention: I fully understand your viewpoint. It seems to me that all religions have this tendency to 'decorate' and 'magnify' elements seen in their Gods and.or Gurus.
For human beings simplicity can't be an answer. Overthinking and elaboration are a necessity!
Blessings, Allen

2024-04-20
There are some really lovely lines here. I really enjoyed the read. Thank you for sharing, Sona.
Blessings, Allen

2024-04-20
Oh such a romantic poem! Nicely done, Sona.
Blessings, Allen

2024-04-20
I love poems that have a mystery to them. There is a skill in writing poetry like this, where the reader is left wondering if their understanding of the poet's lines are indeed correct... for clearly there could be several meanings to your lovely phraseology. Bravo.
Blessings, Allen

2024-04-19
Alarian has a point as a result of reading your poem, doesn't he. Funnily enough this subject has occurred twice today in poetry that I've read, and I've postulated that if we are part of the 'whole' (each and every one of us) then just maybe, at our moment in time, our imperfections are required in order to complete and balance the whole? Blessings, Allen

2024-04-19
A mystical write, this. I feel this poem is a little like an onion,with many layers. Or am I overthinking it? Actually, I am often addlepated but no-one sends me flowers. Lucky old you. :) Blessings, Allen

2024-04-19
Interesting. I have often thought, when hearing about cases of alleged misconduct by the armed forces, 'what do you expect if you train people to kill?' It is a fine line between being a killer of the enemy and being a killer full stop. I don't wish to demean them: They would defend me in ways that I myself would never do and so they must have my respect. But still the question persists. Blessings, Allen

2024-04-19
Maybe they know a better way of looking at it, the dogs I mean. Maybe they have a different concept. Not that 'any god will do' but that there are many imperfect perfunctory gods (us) and also the universal prime creator. Blessings, Allen

2024-04-19
And peeps she would get. Is it just that the peepers can't be bothered to expose their voyerism? :) Blessings, Allen

2024-04-19
Infinite versions of our own reality each in a different stage of time/development could account for that line of thinking too. :)
Blessings, Allen

2024-04-19
Absolutely! Contemplating how many imperfections I would have to correct suggests eternity! If we are all part of the whole, then is it possible that for a moment all those imperfections are actually required at that timer? Blessings, Allen

2024-04-18
You observation of the dubious morality of the media is to be applauded. Blessings, Allen

2024-04-18
How true, my friend! It is even more vital that we fine tune our intuition and never form an opinion without serious and due thought... especially now we have this double-edged sword of AI!
Blessings, Allen

2024-04-18
Welcome home, Poet. After travelling I think it is a good sign if I see the return to normality as hum drum because I think it means I enjoyed the novelty of the vacation: I might have wanted to stay. Blessings, Allen

2024-04-11
"items easily dismissed as boring, but which constitute the bones and sinews of a world so unlike our own." Incisive thought processes there! Bravo.
Blessings, Allen

2024-03-30
I find this rather sombre. At the same time it is an intriguing read. In my interpretation the choice is similar to one that I have envisaged: So I ask how it is possible to be lost in the dark when your own light is illuminating. Blessings, Allen

2024-03-29
There is something to be admired in each stanza. This is something to be savoured. Blessings, Allen

2024-03-29
Especially when the reader takes the time to comment and tell you their feelings on what they have read. Blessings, Allen

2024-03-29
I like to think we are giving something of ourselves through our words. Whether it is our imagination or parts of our own story, those words have been filtered by us as unique individuals. We cannot control who reads - once they are released into the World - but the greatest gift a reader can give in return is to tell us what they thought. Personally I find that very fulfilling to read.
Nice thought provoking poem, Sona. Thanks for sharing.
Blessings, Allen

2024-03-23
A very profound poem, I feel. A second reading brings forth even more wise fruit. Blessings, Allen