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Every Picture Tells A Story
Dear diary...Photo I took on a woodland walk, of an old uprooted tree. Just had to capture my thoughts in a poem. Been taken in by expressionless...
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It's Too Late For Things Missed
Dear diary...recalling my walk with my partner across the cliffs of St Ives in Cornwall, from so long ago. In my mind we are there again, still miles...
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Blackberry Moment
Dear diary... Recalling foraging along the woodland trail; where clearly on backdrop of diverse leaves, blackberries thread on limp hanging branches...
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Window Of Light
Dear diary...as Summer Solstice arrives on Wednesday 21 st June 2023, I decided to celebrate with a poem. Softly solstice will arrive, sustain me...
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Splendour Of The Woods
Through woodland in silence we ambled, nature's interlacing branches converging; traces of enchantment dressed to impress, drawn softly into shadows...
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You're so right about music
Posted on Tue, 29 Jan 2019
You're so right about music taking you back Jane, I experience so many memories with music and scents too.
I remember being at a house party back in the early 70s and feeling very depressed because everyone was with a partner except me....
Read full commentPosted in Brooksy
Hi Jane,
Posted on Fri, 11 Jan 2019
Hi Jane,
i cannot believe I missed this masterpiece.
Those lines:-
In searching we cast aside gems, dulled by the swell of life,
we're blind to their shine.
Made me think of just how many poems I might of...
Read full commentPosted in Somebody Sang and I saw the Colour Blue
Hello Harry,
Posted on Sun, 07 Oct 2018
Hello Harry,
you know I've come into contact with people like this, not only in a working enviroment, but also during a time when I was in a womens refuge. I feel lucky that I've always had the confidence to either steer clear of these...
Read full commentPosted in Narcissists
I enjoyed reading this
Posted on Mon, 30 Jul 2018
I enjoyed reading this Richard, it reminded me of when myself and my partner took on our first allotment. There was so much digging to do, but we dug and sowed the packets of seeds. The first year was a disaster because we didn't know what we...
Read full commentPosted in TOO EARLY, TOO LATE, HELP
How about Bowser for a posh
Posted on Sat, 24 Jun 2017
How about Bowser for a posh name for a dog.
The story is written so well, I felt like I was watching a tv series.
Still enjoying.
Jenny.
Read full commentPosted in Boatman's dream 29
A pensive poem of awareness
Posted on Fri, 28 Oct 2016
A pensive poem of awareness that asks the questions: Who am I? Why do I exist?
Hope I've got the meaning right, it was just the way I percieved it.
Loved the lines:
Walked naively through the
gossamer thread
...
Read full commentPosted in Fear of existence
Wow! Is one of the words I
Posted on Sun, 27 Jul 2014
Wow! Is one of the words I would use to describe what I've just read.
An entoxicating, powerful piece, that developed and grew stronger as I read.
Great work...and I really mean that.
Jenny.
Read full commentPosted in Everything pulls softly and silently apart
Hi Tina,
Posted on Thu, 05 Jun 2014
Hi Tina,
I think we all new a Miss Jones when we were at school. We had a teacher called Miss Evans, she was a spinster and always wore glasses hung from a chain, they would sit on the end of her nose and she would look down when...
Read full commentPosted in The Naming of Plants
A poingnant poem in the
Posted on Wed, 16 Apr 2014
A poingnant poem in the beginning...but hope at the end of the tunnel.
I thought you delivered a great read, that shows its possible to get through most things; if you just hold out for another day.
Jenny.
Read full commentPosted in Trauma
Oooh! Archibald gets so
Posted on Fri, 17 May 2024
Oooh! Archibald gets so confused and poor Josiah is so tolerant, I can feel his frustration building, but luckily Josiah manages to control his feelings.
I'll bet Archibald's already rushing back to that cupboard to relay what he's...
Read full commentPosted in Standing in the Shadows of Love (Dead Reckoning series - Part 9)
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