I have so many stories running through my head at the moment, I don't know where to start. First hand stories, others in the news or told by those who are woeful regarding the state of women's/children's rights where I live and regions closeby. I see the women gathering in the streets sometimes and I hope for their safety.
I thought about maybe sleeping a little tonight, but maybe not 😔
Comment is about Better (blog)
Original item by David RL Moore
Thank you Landi,
Your solitary posie represents well her little life.
Not great poetry by any stretch...more an expression of anger and anxiety about how we care or don't...what is the gauge we utilise for giving a fuck?
David
Comment is about Better (blog)
Original item by David RL Moore
Lives that were led -
Were they led astray?
Was life just black and white
Or forty shades of grey?
Comment is about The Tale of Aunty Rose (blog)
Original item by Lee Campbell
When I look back at my lifetime of consuming stuff to provide for a family's growth and development, compared to now when apart from food we virtually purchase nothing, it's a though invoking feeling.
However, I do not consider that we have been wasteful but I do wonder how the authorities can change attitudes and habits on a global scale to effect a difference.
As usual, you make us think Stephen
G
Comment is about Climate Report (blog)
Original item by Stephen Gospage
Safeguarding the world from excessive man-made influences is always good policy.
To adapt a well-known US service saying of other days.
Go tell it to the Asians!
Comment is about Climate Report (blog)
Original item by Stephen Gospage
Thank you for your kind comment, Stephen. Your continued support means a lot to me.😊
Comment is about Schrödinger’s Smiley Kind of Days (blog)
Original item by Manish
"Our gilded universe may fall apart
If we fail to invest it with more care."
Nicely done, Stephen, it's been the hottest March here in Bangalore too, waiting for the rain.
Comment is about Climate Report (blog)
Original item by Stephen Gospage
That's rare skill, incorporating the Kray twins and Andy Williams into a poem about Lemon Meringue. Nice rhymes too.
Comment is about Ode to Lemon Meringue Pie (blog)
Original item by R A Porter
Thanks Tom, M.C. & Stephen - it was a thing of strange beauty. The last morsel went last night… until the next time. You may be right Stephen, does lemon meringue have extraterrestrial origins?
I Munched a Monster from Outer Space
I fell in love with an alien fellow
it’s top was crusty, its insides were yellow… etc
Comment is about Ode to Lemon Meringue Pie (blog)
Original item by R A Porter
There's plenty of rules in poetry, actually. Whether one observes them is another matter. But anyway, I'm simply suggesting that "victims" are generally pulled in before they're drowned. Of course, it could be done the other way around, but it seems less efficient.
Comment is about she's so pretty (blog)
Original item by kwritessecretly
Thanks, David. Meant to be about sleeplessness.
Comment is about A Day Unresolved (blog)
Original item by Ray
Enjoyed the read very much .
Between the two
It's hard to tell,
which, if we do
is nearer hell.
Fine stanza.
Yet I who have
no want of God,
am less inclined
to tend the Sod...
Not sure whether you're expressing a lack of enthusiasm for gardening or organised religion.
Comment is about The Appeal of The Licensing Laws (blog)
Original item by David RL Moore
Thanks for the comment MC and to those who sent flowers.
Personally I'd rather sit quietly in a building constructed or a landscape evolved and contemplate a god I don't believe in than worship at the altar of the gods of greed and desire whose existance is beyond all reasonable doubt.
All you might need to sacrifice your god exists on the shelves of the new temples, even the hammers and nails.
David
Comment is about The Appeal of The Licensing Laws (blog)
Original item by David RL Moore
Rose Casserley
Thu 11th Apr 2024 00:12
A worded daisy chain of poetical perfection John
nothing less than brilliant
Rose 💋
Comment is about A Time it was (blog)
Original item by John E Marks
A smashing poem, Manish. Its words entertain and invite us to think.
Comment is about Schrödinger’s Smiley Kind of Days (blog)
Original item by Manish
Another Tour de Force, RA. Mind you the photo looks like something sinister out an old science-fiction B movie. ('The Pie'?).
Comment is about Ode to Lemon Meringue Pie (blog)
Original item by R A Porter
The final stanza generates a feeling of hope on which an excellent poem ends.
Thank you for this,
Keith
Comment is about Life Stories (blog)
Original item by Stuart Vanner
Wed 10th Apr 2024 20:27
Thank you so much, Russell, for your thoughtful comment, I really appreciate it! 😊
Comment is about moment. (blog)
Original item by Holden Moncrieff
Wed 10th Apr 2024 19:24
Wed 10th Apr 2024 19:20
there are no rules in poetry
Comment is about she's so pretty (blog)
Original item by kwritessecretly
Tasty to contemplate and delightful to ingest!
Comment is about Ode to Lemon Meringue Pie (blog)
Original item by R A Porter
I enjoyed the wry content and the rhythm employed in the
construction!
Comment is about The Appeal of The Licensing Laws (blog)
Original item by David RL Moore
A very appetising piece of work 🍴👍
Comment is about Ode to Lemon Meringue Pie (blog)
Original item by R A Porter
There's a visual here that is both terrifying and poignant of how we are trapped by time as it moves relentlessly on.
brilliant sir
Comment is about moment. (blog)
Original item by Holden Moncrieff
Thank you for reading and commenting Steve,
David.
Comment is about Medals Schmedals (blog)
Original item by David RL Moore
leon stolgard
Wed 10th Apr 2024 11:21
I thought that this little ditty would have ended with the drunken driver stepping out of his self drive car 😂
Comment is about The honesty of a drink driver doesn’t pay (blog)
Original item by hugh
leon stolgard
Wed 10th Apr 2024 11:04
And this is a right GOOD piece of work Lee.
I can tell by just looking at her photograph
what a very nice Aunt she must have been
Comment is about The Tale of Aunty Rose (blog)
Original item by Lee Campbell
leon stolgard
Wed 10th Apr 2024 10:58
I've always been partial to the use of an "un" suggesting some intermediate state of being that may be mysterious. It used to be used far more, so is probably frowned upon these days, not by me.
The final stanza is like a delivery system for the arriving day, laid gently onto shifting sands.
My interpretation only, others are available.
Delightful.
David.
Comment is about A Day Unresolved (blog)
Original item by Ray
Hello Penguin.
First you have to know there are always at least two offerings of many war films. EG. Bridge On The River Kwai........ or ...... Bridge Over The River Kwai.
An early version of The Deer Hunter I saw, had Michael unshoulder the weapon and not discharge the round at the Deer towards the end. The version I last watched had Michael discharge the round but he aimed high.
At the waterfall as the River split in two, he shouted 'okay' to ascertain understandings of 'life.'
In the cage as the roulette took place, the young GI felt the death from his 'shining levels.' He felt the bullet he felt the death. Humanoids on this world do not understand that many of us are 'sentients' and empath to the 'spark,' The Heaven.
He ejaculated to the death but he is afraid as he has been kept ignorant of whom he is, whom we all are. Mike tries to calm him in the cage, to shake off his sense of life discharging.
I am a veteran. Warfare does not make sense. We are being deceived as to whom we are as the spark/ethereal/spirit endures insult.
The snide is upholding ignorance by capitalising on our handicaps.
T4, bring back 'If OnlyYou knew Me' ....... make it a growing awakening to spread to all corners of our being, before we lose 'The Heaven' forever.
If you notice, one leg was broken at the shin, yet in the rest home both legs were taken at top of thigh.
To this day so many soldiers are returning with symmetry in take of both legs.
They always return in a coma.
A kiddie limb grab is taken under the bogus condition - meningitis. Meningitis is referenced in The Third Man.
The take of both legs in Deer Hunter is referenced in the film First Blood.
We are being ruled by vampirism monsters.
X
Comment is about Unshouldered Rifle (blog)
Original item by ZTK Space
She drowned you,
She pulled you in,
Shouldn't those lines be reversed?
Comment is about she's so pretty (blog)
Original item by kwritessecretly
Very good. I wonder if you could make a "proper" poem out of it, with rhymes an all. There's parky/marquee for a start.
Comment is about OUCH! (blog)
Original item by M.C. Newberry
If you were to cut this by about half it would be more effective, the second half is pretty repetitious.
Comment is about Freedom (blog)
Original item by Gray Nicholls
I can see various references to the film, but doesn't make a lot of sense to me. And I know poems don't have to make sense, but sometimes I just wish that they did.
Comment is about Unshouldered Rifle (blog)
Original item by ZTK Space
Thank you John & Holden for the reading and likes and thanks Landi for the comment.
It is difficult to escape all signs and symptoms of our infestation. Of course there is good in the mix but much of it is to be found in the places we proliferate hidden away behind glass casing or fences, not always available to all.
Nature holds the answer. The deeper answer/solution would be our acceptance of our place in nature as opposed to our resistance to it and our desire to manipulate it in ways deemed as beneficial but which are in fact harmful.
Sanctuary is becoming harder to find, as Landi suggests when we are constrained by econimics and commitments it becomes even harder. It seems the more we possess the more possible our chances of escaping the melee are. The irony of that idea is that it is generally wealth in currency which bloats the melee.
A fine example of this can be seen in characters such as Elon Musk. With his accumalated wealth he and others are in the early stages of mankinds selective abandonment of our planet. More interesting is that his obsession for escape is driven by his desire to accumalate more currency in terms of power, influence and material possesion...the opposite of the harmony/balance of nature.
As for busy coffee shops..the regions which provide the throng with their relaxants and stimulants alike are receding as our cities expand, imagine that.
Sustainable greed for limited generations.
Comment is about Ring ∞ Roads (blog)
Original item by David RL Moore
It is sad that so many spend their final days alone. Well done for writing this poem, Keith.
Comment is about Rooms of Gloom (blog)
Original item by keith jeffries
Tue 9th Apr 2024 21:51
Thank you so much, Graham and Stephen, I'm very grateful for your comments! 😊
Comment is about moment. (blog)
Original item by Holden Moncrieff
I have, in fact, written a few, Stephen but I really do find them aurally unsatisfying. I see where you’re coming from, MC. My own boundary on what constitutes poetry is rhythm.
And thanks for the Like, Helene and Holden.
Comment is about I SWORE I'D NEVER WRITE A VILLANELLE (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
I suppose you just can't help it, John. Very entertaining.
Comment is about I SWORE I'D NEVER WRITE A VILLANELLE (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
Clever stuff! I remain intrigued how and why these poetical
"forms" came about. And who had the temerity to impose
them as "acceptable" upon those who pursued the pleasure of
writing and reading poetry. Why this obsession with control
that seems absent from what is called prose poetry yet
expected/demanded of those who like to write in rhyme?
Comment is about I SWORE I'D NEVER WRITE A VILLANELLE (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
A terrifying image, Holden. A fine and unnvering poem.
Comment is about moment. (blog)
Original item by Holden Moncrieff
I can't get far enough away from the city on the weekends. But it's always either time or money that keeps me hemmed in. Even while I was trying to enjoy your post at a coffee shop down the street, I became so revolted by the sound of chattering voices that I had to leave.
That final line is very effective...
Anyone who claims their hands are clean in this mess is either stunningly ignorant or lying to the stunningly ignorant. It's like a game of six degrees of separation--there are no bubbles for the squeamish )
Comment is about Ring ∞ Roads (blog)
Original item by David RL Moore
Larisa - I am no technical expert in such things but that seems a
great pity. You do not explain the "how and why" you are not
able to post your poems so we are left to guess about the
reasons. I thought these sources of progress were without
boundaries! But what do I know? 😐
Comment is about TAKE YOUR LOVE (blog)
Original item by M.C. Newberry
Sometimes I wonder why we created time! It seems to be elastic.
A satisfying moment of poetry Holden.
Comment is about moment. (blog)
Original item by Holden Moncrieff
Hi Kevin, thanks for the shout out and for tracking down this very early poem! Much appreciated. Tom
Comment is about Your Poem Is Still Young (blog)
Original item by Tom
Thanks so much to Tom, Hugh, Aisha, Holden, Reggie's Ghost, Tim, Landi and Auracle for your liking the poem.
Cheers Stephen, I'm more comfortable with less words to be honest!
Hi David, points well made as always in support. It's gratifying to get a last line to deliver, as in effect is a "punch line" for a comedian. I love your term cryfest, didn't that start with Princess Diana as I remember with the rallying call of Blair of course at his most sincerest.
Ray
Comment is about LETTING IN THE LIGHT (blog)
Original item by ray pool
Hate by it's nature dies off. Love shall prevail in every heart 💗
Comment is about Keep going (blog)
Original item by Sunshine
David RL Moore
Thu 11th Apr 2024 19:35
Sleep when you can Landi,
olde soldier logic...
I feel the same way regarding your concerns for the vulnerable.
Thank you for your reading and comment. I've seen those huddles of women and children and felt useless in my bones.
Be well,
David
Comment is about Better (blog)
Original item by David RL Moore