Comments received on poems by Neville



Your Country Say\'s it Needs You
orchidee said:

Good write Neville.
War is no laughing matter, but in my \'meanwhile\' times - Ohh, I remember me call-up to the war - the Boer Wars, that is! I\'m very old. lol.
Yet true - in a church magazine, a colonel-type guy wrote of a not-too-distant relative from the Boer Wars. I never told ya more than a few of the congregation are aged about 90 or more, but that can\'t be helped. It\'s a mainly elderly group there.

July 2nd, 2020 01:56

Your Country Say\'s it Needs You
Suresh said:

That\'s the way it was in them those days, those days so far yet only a 100 years ago, that you have so poetically recalled.

July 2nd, 2020 01:21

Your Country Say\'s it Needs You
Goldfinch60 said:

That\'s certainly the way it was in them days.

\"We will remember them\".

July 2nd, 2020 00:52

Your Country Say\'s it Needs You
jarcher54 said:

New ironic meaning to the song \"I\'ll be Home for Christmas\"! Thanks for providing some sobering food for thought. For thinking people, the society\'s fawning over the military creates real challenges... how to be respectful of individuals and an organization designed to \"protect\" us and willing to take great risks... in a culture that is all too ready to use force to address international crises and in which way too many resources are used to support the military-industrial complex. You reminded me that we are still in them days.

July 2nd, 2020 00:39

Aftertaste
Bragee said:

Ha!
I thoroughly enjoyed this piece.
Instant favorite.
When on call the call always come at a bad time!

July 1st, 2020 23:12

Aftertaste
Suresh said:

Sounds like another \"wet dream\", and they are intense.
Forgive my comment

July 1st, 2020 15:36

Aftertaste
dusk arising said:

Ah yes, Maltesers... I remember her well. Attracted by her curves accentuated by her dark box. That smoothness upon the tongue melting into sweet decay and finally her collapse upon my tongue..... ah yes.... such sweet memories you have evoked here.

July 1st, 2020 06:46

Aftertaste
orchidee said:

Good write N. Another lass I should meet?!

July 1st, 2020 02:38

Aftertaste
Fay Slimm. said:

A refreshing conception of tastes your pen makes here Nev and compares so well with that special aftertaste of slowly made love which once sampled deserves to be given a poetic tribute like this.... you are a master at written intrigue and very readable introspection.

July 1st, 2020 02:20

Aftertaste
Goldfinch60 said:

Being on call can interrupt the most wonderful of dreams.

Andy

July 1st, 2020 01:53

Waiting for the Big E
Suresh said:

I am in awe of these words, for you have enlightened us all.

June 30th, 2020 10:04

Waiting for the Big E
Michael Edwards said:

The big \'E\' - thought it was about me (ME) til I read it - enlightenment - the goal to be sought - great write.

June 30th, 2020 09:01

Waiting for the Big E
dusk arising said:

Enlightenment is only so far as one can see.

When i can smell as a dog smells, hear as a bat hears and follow as the ant then i shall be ever closer to enlightenment.

June 30th, 2020 06:05

Waiting for the Big E
Fay Slimm. said:

Truth and love certainly do matter in the journey toward enlightenment and waiting through tears reaps rewards to even mustard seeds in the end - - your verse stirs food for poets like me to ponder and learn from my friend so thank you dearly for sharing it...............x

June 30th, 2020 02:01

Waiting for the Big E
Goldfinch60 said:

May that enlightenment be forever with you and with the rest of the world.

Andy

June 30th, 2020 01:58

Waiting for the Big E
orchidee said:

You\'ll be OK then. The Good Book itself says that the mustard seed is the smallest of seeds, yet grows into the greatest of plants, where even birds nest in the branches.
I thought you meant the big C - Christmas. But it\'s not to be mentioned this early in the year! lol.

June 30th, 2020 01:48

Mascara Daze
jarcher54 said:

Such a sweet capture of a fleeting moment... I had a lady friend who was a bit of an amateur watercolorist... after her death, her daughter let me select a painting from a few more or less cast off or less impressive works. I chose a still life that features, not roses or apples or a rustic copper kettle, but a few somewhat scattered items typically found on a lady\'s dressing table... a lipstick, a mirror, a comb, and some makeup and perfume jars and a mascara brush. I imagine her all done up to start her day (she was a professional in a mostly male field) leaving these ordinary things somewhat carelessly behind. Your little poem reminded me of how she must have smiled a quick smile of satisfaction stealing one last look at herself in the hallway mirror as she bustled out to her day.

June 30th, 2020 01:43

Mascara Daze
Goldfinch60 said:

That artwork was completed just for you and your words give it the wonder of beauty.

Andy

June 29th, 2020 23:56

Mascara Daze
Suresh said:

another masterpiece, framed and complete,

anything else would only diminish this

June 29th, 2020 09:15

Mascara Daze
dusk arising said:

to hang permanently in the halls of memory where the light of passing years will not fade the rich hue of recollection

Another work of art in words upon which to lavish the colours of our will.

June 29th, 2020 07:37

Mascara Daze
orchidee said:

Should I meet her?! lol.

June 29th, 2020 05:04

Mascara Daze
Fay Slimm. said:

One of those jobs that need concentration is applying mascara - says she who has many a time had to wipe smudges from where they shoudn\'t be........... your last stanza aptly outlines the real reason for those \"upward sweeps\" mon ami........ masterpieces need concentration.

June 29th, 2020 04:10

Flush
Goldfinch60 said:

That love will always show beauty within her and within you Neville.

Andy

June 29th, 2020 00:27

Flush
Andrew Charles Forrest said:

Ah my love the eternal witness that it all happened otherwise it may as well have been a dream

Excellent Neville this could be a chapter in my book too

Well captured

June 28th, 2020 05:39

Flush
orchidee said:

Erm, I struggles a bit with the hidden meanings of some poems. But they are adequate words - and I mean more than \'Oh, that\'ll do, any old words!\'
Fido of course says it\'s ONLY about some gal eating a load of strawberries. I will put him in the back garden a while, and have some \'excitement\' myself.
Tell Fido to shut up if you wish - but he never does! lol.

June 28th, 2020 05:21

Flush
Fay Slimm. said:

Another intriguing array of imagery in this tale half yet expertly told Nev. - wrapping live memories in yesterday\'s news means when read over again that love will never fade even when age-yellowed - - -- - -- a most appealing write ..........x

June 28th, 2020 05:12

Flush
dusk arising said:

Beauty glows! From behind a tissue of year beaten experiences a rejoicing of life is written upon the shape one has taken and radiates from within.

The look in the eye as a hand gently squeezes yours..... holds the essence of \'why\'.

Great writing Neville.

June 28th, 2020 05:03

The Value of Tears
orchidee said:

Good write Neville.
I have the ability to reduce anyone to tears - I just sing! heehee.
I never said they are always tears of desperation though. Some may be tears of joy - ohh, about 1%. lol.

June 27th, 2020 11:35

The Value of Tears
dusk arising said:

Oh I\'m sick with jealousy! I\'m sat shivvering with heat stroke in a shed with a hole in it\'s roof in a thunderstorm.
On the other hand I should be grateful for the company in here. No... I\'m not.... they\'ve all got many more legs than me.

Stirred by the richness of your words, entertained, enthralled and.... jealous.

June 27th, 2020 10:48

The Value of Tears
Fay Slimm. said:

Very appealing this piece of poemed praise to seen beauty and shed tears in glorious Florence once upon a distant memory............. an alluring read Nev.

June 27th, 2020 10:08



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