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bee,
Posted on Mon, 12 May 2014
bee,
just re-read this poem and its lost none of its power. it is quite simply the best of any new war poem i've read and could easily sit alongside siegfried sassoon and wilfred owen.but they actually experienced the horror. you are...
You are an amazing writer. I think this is the first prose piece of yours that I've read and i agree with whoever said it had a poetic feel and rhythm about it. But I agree with Scratch too don't give up writing poems. They are...
I keep looking at authors I follow and think I will never catch up but when i saw you had passed the 1000 mark I had to read and comment. Starfish Girl chose the same bit as i would have. It's a lovely image. 'With the backdrop of the...
It's me again. I sense your longing to be with your daughter shown by the words 'endless present' but then you would grieve just as much for the daughter still living in this 'endless present'. It is a hard path you have to...
Yes, I think I am getting some idea of what you are about here. I too have come to the conclusion that each day is precious and it is often the small things that give us the biggest lift.
But it was you who was always there with the drink she was dying for. You who sat on the edge of her bed when she needed you and not just at the end but throughout her life. Maybe when you are asleep she comes and sits on the...
Yes, you should think about becoming an estate agent. You made the man's open air home sound like a desirable des res. But I too liked the idea that the man found a use for other people's trash in this disposable age....
Your memories unlike flowers will never die. They will always be a bouquet in your heart because they have been well watered with your tears.and continue to flourish in the sunlight of your love,
Battersea Power station1 Derek's dad worked all his life there includng during the war. Wheneve r wedrov epast Derek would always saythere's 'The Job. Fourteen children but always went to work in a suit collar and tie...
bee,
Posted on Mon, 12 May 2014
bee,
just re-read this poem and its lost none of its power. it is quite simply the best of any new war poem i've read and could easily sit alongside siegfried sassoon and wilfred owen.but they actually experienced the horror. you are...
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Bee,
Posted on Mon, 20 Oct 2014
Bee,
You are an amazing writer. I think this is the first prose piece of yours that I've read and i agree with whoever said it had a poetic feel and rhythm about it. But I agree with Scratch too don't give up writing poems. They are...
Read full commentPosted in All the Ghosts of Us
I keep looking at authors I
Posted on Mon, 20 Oct 2014
I keep looking at authors I follow and think I will never catch up but when i saw you had passed the 1000 mark I had to read and comment. Starfish Girl chose the same bit as i would have. It's a lovely image. 'With the backdrop of the...
Read full commentPosted in All in an Autumn Evening
Hello Tina,
Posted on Thu, 25 Sep 2014
Hello Tina,
It's me again. I sense your longing to be with your daughter shown by the words 'endless present' but then you would grieve just as much for the daughter still living in this 'endless present'. It is a hard path you have to...
Read full commentPosted in The Thing about Autumn
Yes, I think I am getting
Posted on Sun, 21 Sep 2014
Yes, I think I am getting some idea of what you are about here. I too have come to the conclusion that each day is precious and it is often the small things that give us the biggest lift.
Enjoyed your thoughts.
Moya
Read full commentPosted in Don't Ask
Dear Tina,
Posted on Mon, 01 Sep 2014
Dear Tina,
But it was you who was always there with the drink she was dying for. You who sat on the edge of her bed when she needed you and not just at the end but throughout her life. Maybe when you are asleep she comes and sits on the...
Read full commentPosted in Dear Darling...
Hello Tina,
Posted on Mon, 18 Aug 2014
Hello Tina,
Old he might be and second best you might be, but he is still the living link between the one that went ahead and the one that had to stay behind.
Moya
Posted in Present Imperfect
Hello Tina,
Posted on Fri, 15 Aug 2014
Hello Tina,
Yes, you should think about becoming an estate agent. You made the man's open air home sound like a desirable des res. But I too liked the idea that the man found a use for other people's trash in this disposable age....
Read full commentPosted in Another Man's Treasure
Your memories unlike flowers
Posted on Thu, 10 Jul 2014
Your memories unlike flowers will never die. They will always be a bouquet in your heart because they have been well watered with your tears.and continue to flourish in the sunlight of your love,
Thiking of you,
Moya
Read full commentPosted in Tomorrow Would Have Been Her Birthday
Hello Tina,
Posted on Mon, 07 Jul 2014
Hello Tina,
Battersea Power station1 Derek's dad worked all his life there includng during the war. Wheneve r wedrov epast Derek would always saythere's 'The Job. Fourteen children but always went to work in a suit collar and tie...
Read full commentPosted in If Pigs Could Fly
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