Noetic-fret!

Thanks for commenting on 'Advent' Mike - I'm really pleased that you liked it - hope you're keeping well - best wishes of the season mate
Ian

Hello Mike ?
Thank you so much for the correction. I rectified it immediately and I am really grateful for your encouragement and guidance.



I look forward to hearing more from you.


-Tia

Thankyou for reading my poem kind regards Wendy .

Catch you soon fella.x

Hi again Mikey.'All' taken on board.Bit rushed this morning.Will get back to you.Lots of love.

Rose.x

Thank you for reading me and thanks for your comment.
I do have have passion and I'm glad that discovered it!

Hello Mike - having read your entry on my home
page, I found a report on MSN about promised
change(s) in the treatment of mental illness.
It featured a 24 year old woman who had suffered from degrees of depression since
12 -13 years of age. The saving grace of how
she was given help by one worker after her GP
seemed to have failed to put her forward for
talking therapy provided some light in a long dark tunnel for her.
Your own circumstances - also from a young age - exacerbated by your later experiences and a
failure of society to adequately accommodate your situation reads like something from Dickens or Dostoevsky! Your fortune seems to
be your family when material comforts remain scarce. Wealth comes in various forms and your gratitude for that blessing is touchingly
obvious. Life is an unpredictable adventure:
grossly unfair and cruel, amazing and glorious,
it gives and takes away without any apparent
sense or sign of fairness or justice. But it is STILL life and has to be met and greeted
with as much positivity as possible. The
alternative comes soon enough.
Love to live - and live to love! You may not
have had a proper crack of the whip in the
former but you have the chance to prove the
latter. Many never have that in their lives.
We are what we are but it's what we CAN be that propels us on through the vicissitudes of this journey through life.
Bon chance!

Thanks for reading my poem and for commenting.
The last line is meant to be puzzled over.
By it I mean we spend all our time worrying about things that don't might whilst destroying the world and not giving that a second thought

Nice and dark - How i like it ha , ha
How are you Michael ? just wanted to say hello hope you are well mate i have not been on here as much but i have been working on old stuff .take care mate Eoin

Nice to hear from A Coltrane fan. Just rushing out he door. Be back in a day or two re Coltrane info. Cheers DAvid PS OLe, yes, all his stuff on Atlantic Records is great!

thanks for the comments on 'Anytown' and 'Here There Be Demons' Mike and apologies for the tardiness of my reply - I've not been spending enough time on WOL recently and I've got behind with both my thank-you's and my readings of other folks work - something I intend to remedy as we head in to March :-) will be back in touch I'm sure once I catch up on my reading
cheers
Ian

Thanks for the comment on my poem Fulfilment. Much appreciated, glad you enjoyed it. T

Hi! Thank you a lot for your poetry-comment on 'You may kill me'! Love your profile picture! Sunny wishes!

Hello Mike ... thanks very much for the comment which obviously contains some of your personal understanding ...I logged in and wrote it so it has the immediate feel of a situation which others seem to have recognised .. thank-you .. chris.

Greetings - and many thanks for the Youtube link provided on my profile page.
A wondrous montage of shots of predominantly
human activity over the face of our world - but
not the downbeat message "in total" I feared.
The extraordinary achievments of Mankind in leaving its mark on our planet is there to see
but not all bad by any means. The cycle of
life goes on; even our human excretory product
can appeal to other life forms! I was amazed
only this evening to learn how reindeer are
drawn to human urine because of its salt content.
I guess we're back to human numbers - and, as with
other life forms, these must be carefully watched to guard against betraying the essential balance
of nature. Otherwise, everything increasingly
points to the sky; with our greatest modern buildings seeming to grab hold of the heavens.
As for the whale at the end of that Youtube clip
- was it saying "we're still here, pal!" - or
waving "goodbye to all that". Being an optimist I prefer the former. As one who successfully
lobbied against the use of sperm whale oil in
the leather industry back in teh 70s - resulting in the adoption of a synthetic substitute, I believe that it rescued a species "on the brink"; and I well remember many doom & gloom-mongers
readily predicting how the atom bomb would see
humanity bringing down the curtain on all life.
But au contraire...it has provided a sentinel
for global safety and a supply of power. And
there are other examples to provide optimism
for the future. By all means, let us be on
our guard against excess in whatever form - but the hope is surely in the knowledge that we
are AWARE of the dangers in line and in time
with their appearance and threat. We cannot
say we have not been warned!
Onwards and upwards....

Mike
really sorry to hear you're struggling at the moment - I have had recent touches with someone who shares some of your feelings of despair and depression - not a nice thing for the one suffering or those who can do little to help. I suppose I would say to you what I said to the person close to me - don't give up, look for the positives in things and express yourself and share your hurt. That could sound hollow if you are in a really bad place - but I hope you appreciate that it comes from a good place in me and I really do mean it.
Meanwhile - your poetry seems to be helping you express your inner demons and, whilst it is quite 'heavy' I'm sure a lot of people 'get it' and thank god they aren't similarly afflicted.
Never the less - your poetry is thought provoking, stark and intelligent - and the back track is very fitting for the subject matter.
Keep at it mate - don't let the bastards grind you down - keep creating - because creativity just might help you recover some of what you feel you've lost.
Take care of yourself sunshine
Ian

Mike
thanks for stopping by and commenting on 'Alien Feelings' - glad you liked it.
CTUSM - now there was a band - The Only Living Boy In New Cross - post punk classic :-)
Ian

Keep working on that collage -one day it'll all make sense (we hope!) Probably find out that the secret of life is 42 so that'll make my poem 'numbers' way out! thanks for looking in -Steve

Thanks for the comments N.

Much appreciated

K.E.D.

Thanks for your comment on my poem Mike. It's more of a live performance piece really - it needs an audience - but I'm glad it made you smile :)

Hi Mike, thanks for your comment on "Worlds". I'm glad it appealed, it more or less started with me being somewhat over analytical of my own daydreams which most oft speak of a better tomorrow or even the present of a reality not so very far from our own. I guess you appreciated the pointers to ALbert Einstein and Edgar Allan Poe in that piece.

Much appreciated anywho, and all the best with the kids,

-Josh

Hello there just wanna say, thanks for that comment I appreciate when someone truly understands what I write

Hi Mike
Thanks for reading On the Block
It's not a condemnation of the youth of today just an observation. This was only the fifth poem I wrote. Since then I have written a couple with a more sympathetic view of our young people. Blame was not the intention. Thank you for your comments though Mike, much appreciated mate.
Cheers
Pete The Bus Driving Poet.

'Spent'
Not seen it yet.
tag it: A day in the life of comp
that should do the trick
don't forget to send your votes
chow for now, nick

Blimey I am not surprised you worry..that long?..Is there nothing that can be done?..I do know that you can make sure you receive no with-held numbers a message comes up to tell folk that if their number is with-held they will not be put through. (that is if they are calling from a with-held number obviously.) You may want to try that..it would save you and your family having to deal with any more..Anyways good luck.

Mike
really pleased that you liked ' the clown' and found time to comment - much appreciated
Ian

I’m lucky, I don’t suffer except for some, maybe:
The headaches and the nightmares of what could nearly be.
An SAS saved my life by using his dawn knife,
But we weren’t there, so that can’t be,
No, we were not the cavalry.

I am so sorry that you feel the way that you can’t help,
But I have been in places where the enemy wants your scalp,
Before your time – so what? – Lost mates hurt just the same,
I try to sleep, but nothing, no, nothing is the same.

To break away from horrors – I write and do my best,
It’s good that you can, ‘get it out’ – despite my lame protest,
I wasn’t condescending, of that I am most sure,
For you, it is more difficult to quell the fighting roar.

A raw that I know well - that wears its anger for all time,
Ignore those fucking analysts; you fought and spent your prime,
This has now been taken – given to our Queen,
I trust that I do not offend – for I had earlier seen.

The wish was for your solid words to come across most strong,
Not ignored as babbling squaddie – redress always dies long,
I was not a ‘grunt’ but a ‘shiny’ you would say,
Nonetheless, I was there, albeit, previous day.

Thanks so much for your thoughtful comments on my January Fairy poem. I was a child in the 50s and remember our little plastic fairy very fondly!

very kind comments Mike, I would love to see the comments on your facebook page - how I do I find it? Please feel free to pass it on - am really trying to go back to why I started writing in the first place - the reflect back the world, to say something, to come from the heart {excuse the cliche but there is no other way to put it}. I think Wilfred Owen did that, as did Gerard Manley Hopkins, Edward Thomas etc... - I used to do arts presenting on tv many years ago and did a prog on Wilfred Owen - I went to the house he was in a youngster in Shrewsbury and also met one of his descendants, who let me hold his war medals, his lighter and his christening robe - touching the hem of history! Anyhow, thanks again Mike,
Andrew Fusek Peters