Comments received on poems by ApolloEnjolras
He Wouldn\'t Make Room For Me
Goldfinch60 said:
Leave that door closed behind you, the next door you open may be the one for you. Good write.
June 22nd, 2017 01:17
Goldfinch60 said:
Leave that door closed behind you, the next door you open may be the one for you. Good write.
June 22nd, 2017 01:17
He Wouldn\'t Make Room For Me
FredPeyer said:
Great poem, very nicely written. Just remember, for every door you close, another will open up!
I do like your writing, wouldn\'t mind reading more.
June 21st, 2017 15:23
FredPeyer said:
Great poem, very nicely written. Just remember, for every door you close, another will open up!
I do like your writing, wouldn\'t mind reading more.
June 21st, 2017 15:23
Blind
BRIAN & ANGELA said:
WELCOME APOLLO Thanks you for your elegant first poem on a very crucial and important disability ~ BLINDNESS. My maternal Grandfather was blinded in an industrial accident (before I was born) so I do have some experience. He was always very smart and I counted it a privilege to read to Him and take Him for walks and explain to Him the things he could not see. When I was young we lived in the same Road as Him so i saw him most days. To me your poem (V 4) implies that his \"blindness\" was the result of an assault not an accident ? This makes it even worse than the case of my Grandfather. The eyes are the Windows of the Soul and we do smile though our eyes ~ which adds poignancy to your final (so sad ) verse. I work in an Adult Vocational College (16 ~ 30) and we do have facilities for Students with a range of disabilities including sight impairment. Thanks for caring & sharing ~ Yours BRIAN (UK) Please check my Poems ~ B.
June 21st, 2017 10:44
BRIAN & ANGELA said:
WELCOME APOLLO Thanks you for your elegant first poem on a very crucial and important disability ~ BLINDNESS. My maternal Grandfather was blinded in an industrial accident (before I was born) so I do have some experience. He was always very smart and I counted it a privilege to read to Him and take Him for walks and explain to Him the things he could not see. When I was young we lived in the same Road as Him so i saw him most days. To me your poem (V 4) implies that his \"blindness\" was the result of an assault not an accident ? This makes it even worse than the case of my Grandfather. The eyes are the Windows of the Soul and we do smile though our eyes ~ which adds poignancy to your final (so sad ) verse. I work in an Adult Vocational College (16 ~ 30) and we do have facilities for Students with a range of disabilities including sight impairment. Thanks for caring & sharing ~ Yours BRIAN (UK) Please check my Poems ~ B.
June 21st, 2017 10:44
