Thank you very much Greg, your kind words are appreciated. I'm sure you are right about the Windies, they were an awesome team back then, but being 16 at the time, my memory is a bit dusty.
Comment is about A bowler's lament (blog)
Original item by Graham Parker and his musings
<Deleted User> (30611)
Fri 23rd Apr 2021 08:51
Thankyou you d.knape for commenting on my profile. Of course I don't look like my profile picture...well not all the time...I change to match my environment.
Comment is about d.knape (poet profile)
Original item by d.knape
Of course you only ever drink one glass of wine...
It doesn't matter how many times you refill the glass does it?
(It's the same glass, after all)
Comment is about Doctors Last Orders (blog)
Original item by julie callaghan
I've been off of WoL for a bit and this is the first thing that caught my attention. This is a great one. Well done!
Comment is about Do We Do Nothing? (blog)
Original item by Stephen W Atkinson
Fri 23rd Apr 2021 01:54
is it "enquire" or "inquire"?
people are now afraid of their own shadow.
Baaaaa.
Comment is about M.C. Newberry (poet profile)
Original item by M.C. Newberry
Fri 23rd Apr 2021 01:53
I am more afraid of Big Brother
than the Chinese Virus.
Comment is about Stephen Gospage (poet profile)
Original item by Stephen Gospage
Fri 23rd Apr 2021 01:52
are you afraid of your own shadow?
how do you exist in such a world?
Comment is about Aviva Rifka Bhandari (poet profile)
Original item by Aviva Rifka Bhandari
A spark of words sends out messages
at the crosswords you can't make up your mind
inside this poem emotions are turning all the time.
Comment is about A Spark Of Words (blog)
Original item by Aviva Rifka Bhandari
Thanks for your likes on
Restless Nights
She Devil
Poetic Shades
and of course
The Bolton Flasher.
Comment is about Aviva Rifka Bhandari (poet profile)
Original item by Aviva Rifka Bhandari
yes, we must make the earth shine. good stuff.
Comment is about Do We Do Nothing? (blog)
Original item by Stephen W Atkinson
<Deleted User> (30611)
Thu 22nd Apr 2021 21:07
People have become scared of their own shadows.
Comment is about Spreading It Around (blog)
Original item by d.knape
I tend to wear a mask just to take my bins out, but to be fair I have a communal stairway to navigate (someone might start coming in before I have finished going out) and also might meet someone on the tight pavement on the way to the communal bins too, plus we have a lot of elderly residents so...
was probably hand sanitiser, Stephen (Or perhaps not)
Comment is about Spreading It Around (blog)
Original item by d.knape
Thanks all for your likes, Tony, Jordyn, Aisha And Holden.
Ah Stephen, you mean hell on wheels!
Ray
Comment is about NEIGHBOURS (blog)
Original item by ray pool
PS A very atmospheric and well-crafted poem, Graham
Comment is about A bowler's lament (blog)
Original item by Graham Parker and his musings
Lovely rhythm and rhyming.
Comment is about Do We Do Nothing? (blog)
Original item by Stephen W Atkinson
A poem which is both titillating and humorous in its content. "The boob helped me to survive" could be a new slogan for a T shirt or badge.
Thanks for this
Keith
Comment is about BREASTS (blog)
Original item by J.D. Bardo
Oh dear. I do the same thing. During the first lockdown I also wore PPE and carried a hand grenade. (OK, perhaps I didn't).
Comment is about Spreading It Around (blog)
Original item by d.knape
Hi-yo. But no need for you to enquire "Who was that masked woman?" ?
Comment is about Spreading It Around (blog)
Original item by d.knape
A "good day" eh, Greg? ?
I have many fond memories of the game - starting with those of
England (with Frank "Typhoon" Tyson, Brian Statham et al)
taking the Ashes way back in 1950s Australia (celebrated in a
Picture Post publication in glorious black and white which was a
prized possession for many years). Then there was the sight of
the great Aussie fast bowler Ray Lindwall in action at Bristol with a run-up that seemed to start just inside the boundary. Poetry in
motion! "It's not cricket" remains the maxim for the ideal of fair play.
Long may it be so.
.
Comment is about A bowler's lament (blog)
Original item by Graham Parker and his musings
Keith, First, thank-you for this poem, What it says to me is that we are all along for the ride. no matter who, or what we are, we are stuck together on the same crowded bus, and we should try to just get along, and respect each other. Second, I also believe in an all powerful God. And I respect every ones decision to believe or not, in anything they want. However, I cannot respect the previous comments on this poem. You really must have touched a nerve with this poem Keith. I am shocked to read such ignorant, and defensively stupid words. Also, I do not see where you called any one a fool. These comments are uncalled for, but very amusing. Thank-you Aviva for the entertainment. Great poem Keith, May God bless you.
J.D.
Comment is about An Outlook (blog)
Original item by keith jeffries
This sums up the frailty of who we are. Well put together, Luisfran
Comment is about An Outlook (blog)
Original item by keith jeffries
Your passion and fury are to be applauded. "Only a fool in his heart will say there is no God", is a direct quote from the book of psalms, not my quote .I hope I have not caused you too much distress. I have never called you a fool.
Keith
Comment is about An Outlook (blog)
Original item by keith jeffries
1976? Wasn't that the year that the West Indies came to England and won the Test series 3-0, with Viv Richards and Gordon Greenidge putting our bowlers to the sword, and their pace bowling quartet inflicting serious damage on our batsmen?
Comment is about A bowler's lament (blog)
Original item by Graham Parker and his musings
Thank you Keith for commenting. ?
Thanks also to everyone who has clicked 'Like' for this poem ?
This was the last of the unrequited love poems.
I'm posting another friendship / self-esteem poem tomorrow.
After that... there's a new sub-theme coming!
Comment is about Empty (blog)
Original item by Aviva Rifka Bhandari
You do have the right to believe what you want, and to say what you believe, but you don't really get to call me a fool for thinking other than you without getting a reply.
'Only a fool in his heart will say
There is no God'
I know at least this much about what the supposedly existing Gods 'can do' based on open eyes and open mind to the world around me, and the usual interpretation of what God is supposed to be in metaphysical terms, without true form.
God has never managed to prevent a wave reaching the shore yet.
There's more evidence that he can't than that he can.
God cannot alter the colour of his eyes because he doesn't have any.
God probably wouldn't understand theatre either.
God also cannot start or stop the eruption of a volcano.
Even IF he did set up the laws that govern physics he can't undo them.
I sincerely doubt that god spends his time deciding where a bird lays her eggs.
Even if he does, I don't think he's able to convey his decision to the bird easily.
God's identity is unique and given to him.
If God is white it cannot become black. And vice versa.
God doesn't have hair on his head, he doesn't have a head, he can't make a single hair etc.
Thinking that God has super powers is a dangerous illusion and self made.
God cannot alter his sexuality no more than god can fly.
God doesn't have a vote etc.
God resembles a creature wholly dependent on others (to give it any belief or definition)
God cannot by its own will add one inch to its height.
Some people may consider 'God's ideas' the best, but they can soon be brought to naught.
Comment is about An Outlook (blog)
Original item by keith jeffries
How do you know what God can do if there is no God? Do you have an alternative? I have the right to believe in God as you have the right not to. Along with diminished free speech I shall continue to proclaim my belief.
Keith
Comment is about An Outlook (blog)
Original item by keith jeffries
Just because you are not a god does not mean that there is one.
That being said, if there is one, they also are as limited as you.
God cannot do any of the things you have mentioned either.
Comment is about An Outlook (blog)
Original item by keith jeffries
Thu 22nd Apr 2021 12:08
no company
no car on street
unless you have
instructor in back seat!
?
Comment is about M.C. Newberry (poet profile)
Original item by M.C. Newberry
Thu 22nd Apr 2021 12:06
Oh come on now...
no comment?
all in fun.
take all with Asprin
and grain of salt.
Comment is about julie callaghan (poet profile)
Original item by julie callaghan
Thu 22nd Apr 2021 12:05
ha. a funny response.
With all my poems
I sound the alarm
I hope they help
and do not harm,
but do not let
your heart be torn
they may lack sense
but do have charm.
?
Comment is about keith jeffries (poet profile)
Original item by keith jeffries
Although buying a car is not just about placing a deposit,
They will have to keep up regular instalments,
That shouldn't be a problem for them.
Comment is about Placing deposits on cars (blog)
Original item by hugh
A cry from the heart. A poem of anguish. Well composed.
Thank you for this
Keith
Comment is about Empty (blog)
Original item by Aviva Rifka Bhandari
The and you very much, unfortunately the view is far less scenic! Just a busy main toad, but there are lots of shops and people too, so hopefully I will find things to write about!
Comment is about Tara Highclere House (blog)
Original item by Mike Bartram
One thing I have noticed - there seem to be more stories of coastal land slips in recent weeks. In the literal sense, Britain does seem to be shrinking.
Comment is about Telegraph Poles (blog)
Original item by cbyrne
Many effective and crafted lines in this, Peter. A slow journey around a long relationship, both warm and melancholy.
Comment is about COUNTING SWALLOWS (blog)
Original item by Peter Taylor
Vividly told and a poem to invoke curiosity of mind and soul
Thank you for this
Keith
Comment is about the old woman in the upstairs window (blog)
Original item by Clyde McCulley
Thank you Ghazala for commenting. I appreciate you hoping for her. ?
Looking back at the situation: It wasn't the final battle, and with better allies she would next time succeed.
Thanks also to everyone who has clicked 'Like' for this poem ?
Comment is about Rendezvous (blog)
Original item by Aviva Rifka Bhandari
Yes, it’s all turned to ratshit for Daniel Levy and the rest. Despite the tone of my song I can see his strategy. The club are over £800m in debt, the costly new stadium is empty of supporters, so how else might he have dented the debt?
And thanks for the Likes, Stephen, Tom and Kevin.
Comment is about "GLORY, GLORY SPURS" NO LONGER (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
Good luck with the move, looking forward to reading your next chapter.
Comment is about Tara Highclere House (blog)
Original item by Mike Bartram
Thank you for the likes Your Royal Poetess and Stephen G, also for the very kind comment.
Comment is about The Funeral (blog)
Original item by julie callaghan
Thanks to everyone who liked this. A guilty part of me thinks that I may still prefer upstairs!
Comment is about Upstairs, Downstairs (blog)
Original item by Stephen Gospage
I think this is pretty good. He captures some of the elusive qualities of Prince Philip and his generation, without getting close to somebody he did not know. So he is able to steer clear of the more questionable aspects of his personality and stick to what the laureate should do, without seeming obsequious.
Comment is about Poet laureate's elegy to Duke of Edinburgh on day of funeral (article)
Original item by Greg Freeman
So should we throw tokens for all the different gods the world worships into a hat and then the world will piously follow the lucky winner picked out from the hat? And you'll be OK with that even if it isn't your god the whole world shall follow?
One world family under one religion isn't a call for peace, it is a call for persecution.
Comment is about One world-one race (blog)
Original item by Jadia4708au
keith jeffries
Fri 23rd Apr 2021 11:27
A poem which reflects abandonment and isolation which can be a hurtful time as it creates an intense loneliness. We are undeniably social creatures and when abandoned we realise the need for others more urgently than usual. I often use the expression of being up the creek without a paddle when I feel lost and out of touch.
A poem of real descriptive writing
Thank you for this
Keith
Comment is about Up A Tree (blog)
Original item by Aviva Rifka Bhandari