Fascinating how going down a pit and slaving away at a coal face
has now become a "loss" that is now something to grieve over
as if it were essentially allied to some mythical "good old days".
No one quotes the views of the miners who kept working despite
all the verbal and physical abuse and intimidation they endured.
while Scargill abused the rules, still "high" from embarrassing
Ted Heath and reducing the country to unwanted candle light evenings and 3 day working weeks. Ah.yes...the good old days!!.
Comment is about Throwing Eggs at Thatcher (blog)
Original item by Joe Williams
Catching trains to cubicle land, nice one
Comment is about The truest self (blog)
Original item by Moana mai
Thanks Stephen. You have rightly picked up on my ambivalence. Super comment, as ever.
Comment is about Woodland Sanctuary (blog)
Original item by John Botterill
Thank you Carol
And John, for your constant encouragement! 🌈
Comment is about Her Words (blog)
Original item by Stephen W Atkinson
This such an interesting poem, Rasa. It reaches out beyond selfishness and introspection. It is a poem of generosity. Many thanks!
Comment is about Complex Creature (blog)
Original item by Rasa Kabaila
Good one, Joe. I'm sure there will be queues to do the same when a statue of the boy Boris goes up
Comment is about Throwing Eggs at Thatcher (blog)
Original item by Joe Williams
It happens to the best of us, KJ.
Comment is about Alien Abduction (blog)
Original item by kJ Walker
I always have mixed feelings about tree cutting, John, and I think you reflect these in the poem. It usually needs to be done, but there is a sadness in seeing an old tree dismembered. Thanks for this.
Comment is about Woodland Sanctuary (blog)
Original item by John Botterill
A brilliant poem, Jo. Learning happens in so many different ways!
Comment is about Always A Student (blog)
Original item by Jo Callisto
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Mon 16th May 2022 01:43
Beautifully penned! I especially love the first stanza.
Comment is about Her Words (blog)
Original item by Stephen W Atkinson
Branwell, with women it's best to choose the right game.
Comment is about Hey-Ho (blog)
Original item by branwell kent
Damn! If only I was a betting man! Missed out again 🙄😁
Comment is about Spaceman Aims For The Stars (blog)
Original item by julie callaghan
Amazingly honest, Rasa. Many people are complex and maintain a facade, but never admit it. Fine poem!
Comment is about Complex Creature (blog)
Original item by Rasa Kabaila
Thanks for commenting on 'Throwing Eggs at Thatcher'! I'm afraid it wasn't really me who did it - as you probably know it was a reference to this news: https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-lincolnshire-61455387 - but I will gladly metaphorically throw eggs at her as long as I live.
Comment is about kJ Walker (poet profile)
Original item by kJ Walker
Thanks Holden, Nigel and KJ for the likes. 😊
Comment is about Woodland Sanctuary (blog)
Original item by John Botterill
I'm afraid it wasn't really me who did it - as you probably know it was a reference to this news: https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-lincolnshire-61455387 - but I will gladly metaphorically throw eggs at her as long as I live.
Comment is about Throwing Eggs at Thatcher (blog)
Original item by Joe Williams
At a time that people are pulling down statues of people who have long since been forgotten, I can't believe that someone who caused so much poverty and hardship is now being commentated.
It's a disgrace, and an insult to everyone who lives within the mining community.
Good on you for chucking that egg.
Comment is about Throwing Eggs at Thatcher (blog)
Original item by Joe Williams
The morning I got the news that my mother had taken a "you'd
better come" turn for the worse I was two hundred miles away
and my car had been removed without warning from its legally
parked spot to allow a quick road work attendance, forcing me
to spend an hour getting it from the car pound a couple of miles away. I was too late to say goodbye and only consoled by the
knowledge that my two sisters had been there in my own absence. Such is life even in death!!
Comment is about So Sorry Mum (blog)
Original item by Mike Bartram
Thanks you John Marks and Bethany Sallis. I'm still getting used to navigating the WOL site, so I may not be timely with my responses.
Comment is about morphemic emissaries (blog)
Original item by Red Brick Keshner
Thanks for the likes and comments. I hope you put a fiver on that Stephen A. Didn’t see it but I believe you guessed right.
Comment is about Spaceman Aims For The Stars (blog)
Original item by julie callaghan
Thank you Keith, really appreciate your comments and thank you for reading. Great to see you posting again.
Comment is about The Hidden Lake (blog)
Original item by Tom
Straight talking. Clear message.
It's not as common as it could be. Nor as easy.
A satisfying read, Rasa, thankyou.
Comment is about Complex Creature (blog)
Original item by Rasa Kabaila
What a cosmic vibration it would be to bring even the controllers to their knees
Comment is about Lullaby (blog)
Original item by Holden Moncrieff
My own knowledge of these lines came from their inclusion
in a fine hardback book about square-riggers published by a publisher based on the south coast of England. Accurate details now
elude me due to the passage pf time since then. Perhaps an
online search for the publisher (in Brighton I recall) might
produce various "leads" towards tracing more information.
I also remember (more or less) other lines in the same weighty beautifully produced volume - maybe titled "The Last of The
Square Riggers".
"You can keep yer steamboat racin'
But gimme me the run in a gale
Of a well-geared able clipper
Wot is driven by snow-white sail.
For I've known the thrill of a pilin' sea
And the sky in a snow-flecked gown
And fifteen knots in her windbag
When she's running her easting down.
Good luck!!!
MC
Comment is about D'YE MIND, OLD PAL? (blog)
Original item by M.C. Newberry
Thank you, John. And thanks to Holden, Stephen, Nigel, Rudyard and K Lynn.
Comment is about My Enemy (blog)
Original item by Stephen Gospage
It's good to share these nuggets Jo. Very enjoyable, Jo.
Comment is about Always A Student (blog)
Original item by Jo Callisto
Outstanding poetry. Yet again!
I love
"Inhaling words, exhaling verse
Poetry made flesh!"
Comment is about Her Words (blog)
Original item by Stephen W Atkinson
Doctor Johnson once remarked 'Brevity is the soul of wit'. True in this case, ' their inimitable cause'. So, thank you Frederick.
Comment is about morphemic emissaries (blog)
Original item by Red Brick Keshner
A haunting poem, Stephen. Truthful but stark. Great poem.
Comment is about My Enemy (blog)
Original item by Stephen Gospage
Thank you Holden. And yes I was quite pleased with those 😄
And thanks to everyone for the Likes! 🌷🌷🌈
Comment is about Her Words (blog)
Original item by Stephen W Atkinson
Thanks John, Stephen and Keith.
Really glad you enjoyed this piece.
I'm glad I wasn't In the NAFFI with Keith's mate, but I can picture the scene.
Comment is about The Queens Garden Party ( Granny Slugshaw) (blog)
Original item by kJ Walker
A powerful piece, though I don't fully understand it, or the title.
Comment is about Sluice (blog)
Original item by Crimaldi
Sat 14th May 2022 02:31
A stunning poem, Stephen! 😊 I really loved the lines "Her heart, a beating scroll" and "Inhaling words, exhaling verse"! 🌷
Comment is about Her Words (blog)
Original item by Stephen W Atkinson
Sat 14th May 2022 02:15
A really beautiful meditation on hope, Brenda! 🌷
Comment is about Hope (blog)
Original item by Brenda Wells
Sat 14th May 2022 01:52
I thought both versions were brilliant, John, but I understand never being completely satisfied with a poem! The subject you chose is really fascinating, and thank you for the explanation, it adds to the reading! 😊
Comment is about This land is my mother. (blog)
Original item by John E Marks
Sat 14th May 2022 01:47
Thank you so much, Candice, Stephen A., Brenda, and Stephen G., for all your lovely comments, they are very encouraging, and I'm genuinely grateful! 😊💗
Comment is about Lullaby (blog)
Original item by Holden Moncrieff
The power of faith
takes no heed
those following the crowd
when finding out
it will be far too late
who really stands alone.
Comment is about Victim ain't a convict (blog)
Original item by Sunshine
space continuously moving
leaves desolation behind
backtracking ghosts return
producing forward thinking
paragliding asking why.
Comment is about May 2022 Collage Poem: This Empty Place (blog)
Original item by Stockport WoL
Thanks Stephen it will now stand in the centre of Manchester
for those to visit at any time.
Comment is about Glade of Light (blog)
Original item by Nigel Astell
We are who we are, Jo, we have to just embrace it.
And Olbers paradox, I've often thought that exact thing lol, didn't know it had a name though 😅 🌈
Comment is about What Does Autism Look Like? (blog)
Original item by Jo Callisto
Thank you so much, Greg. Yes, war is in the end a pity and a waste. Some wars have to be fought, but at the 'sharp end' there are no winners, only damaged survivors. Thanks again.
Comment is about My Enemy (blog)
Original item by Stephen Gospage
Powerful as ever, Steve, and full of the pity of war. You are producing something remarkable here.
Comment is about My Enemy (blog)
Original item by Stephen Gospage
Thank you so much Stephen Brenda 🌷, Keith, Julie & Candice yes it was for all those mentioned & the likes of Maya Angelou. And of course yourself, Julie, Brenda & all the wonderful better half's of WOL☺
Comment is about Her Words (blog)
Original item by Stephen W Atkinson
Thank you very much dear Holden for the two likes! I am not happy with this poem (all my poems are works-in-progress) yet but it is better than it was. I started with the idea of an oxbow lake formed by a river turning in on itself. I linked this in my mind with how the first Australians viewed the land as holy and themselves as stewards of the land. These first Australians saw the land as sacred, European Australians exploited the land. This contrast is central to the poem. Ned Kelly's family was from Ireland and went to Australia to escape a famine deliberately created by British imperial and commercial policy. British warehouses were stuffed with grain. Thus Ned Kelly became linked to the first Australians who were hunted and killed just as Ned Kelly was. A good poem should never require an explanation and this is not a full explanation, just a series of hints.
Comment is about This land is my mother. (blog)
Original item by John E Marks
Tommy Carroll
Mon 16th May 2022 18:49
Hey Newberry try reading a book with 4 corners.
Enough said.
Comment is about Throwing Eggs at Thatcher (blog)
Original item by Joe Williams