Comments received on poems by Neville
Waiting for Cancer
orchidee said:
It was my fault. I chopped off the ends of all the straws. Everyone drew a short straw! heehee.
January 24th, 2019 11:02
orchidee said:
It was my fault. I chopped off the ends of all the straws. Everyone drew a short straw! heehee.
January 24th, 2019 11:02
Waiting for Cancer
Michael Edwards said:
Love the conception of this - today I am a memory - tomorrow dust on the wind
January 24th, 2019 10:09
Michael Edwards said:
Love the conception of this - today I am a memory - tomorrow dust on the wind
January 24th, 2019 10:09
Waiting for Cancer
sylviasearcher said:
Sometimes people get oh do very tired of waiting for something greater than nothing.
Sometimes people just keep moving instead.
Today I sensed a stillness in this poem.
It gave me a feeling less like that instilled by a Grecian urn and more like that when the ocean is stronger than my ability or inclination to swim and I become one with it or drown.
January 24th, 2019 08:05
sylviasearcher said:
Sometimes people get oh do very tired of waiting for something greater than nothing.
Sometimes people just keep moving instead.
Today I sensed a stillness in this poem.
It gave me a feeling less like that instilled by a Grecian urn and more like that when the ocean is stronger than my ability or inclination to swim and I become one with it or drown.
January 24th, 2019 08:05
Waiting for Cancer
Neville said:
you read me so very well, bless you Fay my dear friend.. Peace & All Good Things, Neville
January 24th, 2019 07:04
Neville said:
you read me so very well, bless you Fay my dear friend.. Peace & All Good Things, Neville
January 24th, 2019 07:04
Waiting for Cancer
Fay Slimm. said:
The sad unhappy state oozes through every line of this masterful poem Neville - - waiting is ever the most frustrating game. A read full of pathos which must have been as painful to write.
January 24th, 2019 07:00
Fay Slimm. said:
The sad unhappy state oozes through every line of this masterful poem Neville - - waiting is ever the most frustrating game. A read full of pathos which must have been as painful to write.
January 24th, 2019 07:00
An Occasional Dream
Goldfinch60 said:
The truth can be found in many ways and sometimes is by accident.
January 24th, 2019 01:16
Goldfinch60 said:
The truth can be found in many ways and sometimes is by accident.
January 24th, 2019 01:16
An Occasional Dream
dusk arising said:
Let dreams be as dreams are.... dreams.
The reality is in the everyday and it may take courage to accept what you come to perceive. Wisdom will quiet ones tongue as he/she comes to terms with this (i.e. don\'t question it until you are really sure you know the right questions to ask).
January 23rd, 2019 14:10
dusk arising said:
Let dreams be as dreams are.... dreams.
The reality is in the everyday and it may take courage to accept what you come to perceive. Wisdom will quiet ones tongue as he/she comes to terms with this (i.e. don\'t question it until you are really sure you know the right questions to ask).
January 23rd, 2019 14:10
An Occasional Dream
orchidee said:
A fine write Neville. Similar to \'Did he fall or was he pushed?\' Or maybe nothing to do with that?! Just me spouting rubbish? And nothing new there then?! lol.
January 23rd, 2019 05:48
orchidee said:
A fine write Neville. Similar to \'Did he fall or was he pushed?\' Or maybe nothing to do with that?! Just me spouting rubbish? And nothing new there then?! lol.
January 23rd, 2019 05:48
An Occasional Dream
Fay Slimm. said:
A touch of the ironic contained in these few cleverly gentle lines Neville
January 23rd, 2019 04:37
Fay Slimm. said:
A touch of the ironic contained in these few cleverly gentle lines Neville
January 23rd, 2019 04:37
An Occasional Dream
sylviasearcher said:
And there is a beautiful tenderness to them too.
January 23rd, 2019 04:27
sylviasearcher said:
And there is a beautiful tenderness to them too.
January 23rd, 2019 04:27
What Happened to the Painter
Goldfinch60 said:
Things do change but love can always be there, good loving write Neville.
January 23rd, 2019 01:32
Goldfinch60 said:
Things do change but love can always be there, good loving write Neville.
January 23rd, 2019 01:32
What Happened to the Painter
dusk arising said:
Where did our magic go, those differences which pleased me into loving you. The velvet electricity which filled our home.
Great piece today from you..... love does to us things odd and frightening.
January 22nd, 2019 19:06
dusk arising said:
Where did our magic go, those differences which pleased me into loving you. The velvet electricity which filled our home.
Great piece today from you..... love does to us things odd and frightening.
January 22nd, 2019 19:06
What Happened to the Painter
Michael Edwards said:
Another original piece - super stuff
January 22nd, 2019 14:43
Michael Edwards said:
Another original piece - super stuff
January 22nd, 2019 14:43
What Happened to the Painter
orchidee said:
Well, that\'s told me! OK, I\'ll get painting again, write poems, stop smoking, have a natter with ya, go for a walk with ya, and whatever else you\'ve said! heehee.
January 22nd, 2019 07:55
orchidee said:
Well, that\'s told me! OK, I\'ll get painting again, write poems, stop smoking, have a natter with ya, go for a walk with ya, and whatever else you\'ve said! heehee.
January 22nd, 2019 07:55
What Happened to the Painter
Neville said:
old mirrors have the very same effect on me... thank you for visiting sylviasearcher.... N
January 22nd, 2019 05:35
Neville said:
old mirrors have the very same effect on me... thank you for visiting sylviasearcher.... N
January 22nd, 2019 05:35
What Happened to the Painter
sylviasearcher said:
Nice romantic touching poem, it briefly made me feel sad though.
Just like Grecian urns do.
January 22nd, 2019 05:23
sylviasearcher said:
Nice romantic touching poem, it briefly made me feel sad though.
Just like Grecian urns do.
January 22nd, 2019 05:23
Enlightenment
Fay Slimm. said:
Great tale again Neville - you have a way with words that make scenes alive - - hope the moment of truth re. the i-phone did not prevent the eye-contact again. Ha - what a world we live in today.
January 21st, 2019 17:32
Fay Slimm. said:
Great tale again Neville - you have a way with words that make scenes alive - - hope the moment of truth re. the i-phone did not prevent the eye-contact again. Ha - what a world we live in today.
January 21st, 2019 17:32
Enlightenment
Goldfinch60 said:
Some people just cnnot be trusted even those who claim they can be trusted.
Great write.
January 21st, 2019 14:49
Goldfinch60 said:
Some people just cnnot be trusted even those who claim they can be trusted.
Great write.
January 21st, 2019 14:49
Enlightenment
sylviasearcher said:
I was enlightened at the moment you said you would have kept your mouth shut 😵
January 21st, 2019 08:07
sylviasearcher said:
I was enlightened at the moment you said you would have kept your mouth shut 😵
January 21st, 2019 08:07
Enlightenment
orchidee said:
A fine write N. Some calls their partners dinosaurs these days, if they won\'t have e-mails or mobile phones!
January 21st, 2019 05:43
orchidee said:
A fine write N. Some calls their partners dinosaurs these days, if they won\'t have e-mails or mobile phones!
January 21st, 2019 05:43
Painfully Yours
sylviasearcher said:
Intriguing.
I knew I sensed something about one of Keats\'s poems hidden deep within a thought this spurned in me....
It\'s often forgotten and you may think my response a queer one.
How is it, Shadows! that I knew ye not?
How came ye muffled in so hush a mask?
Was it a silent deep-disguisèd plot
To steal away, and leave without a task
My idle days? Ripe was the drowsy hour;
The blissful cloud of summer-indolence
Benumb’d my eyes; my pulse grew less and less;
Pain had no sting, and pleasure’s wreath no flower:
O, why did ye not melt, and leave my sense
Unhaunted quite of all but—nothingness?
January 21st, 2019 02:54
sylviasearcher said:
Intriguing.
I knew I sensed something about one of Keats\'s poems hidden deep within a thought this spurned in me....
It\'s often forgotten and you may think my response a queer one.
How is it, Shadows! that I knew ye not?
How came ye muffled in so hush a mask?
Was it a silent deep-disguisèd plot
To steal away, and leave without a task
My idle days? Ripe was the drowsy hour;
The blissful cloud of summer-indolence
Benumb’d my eyes; my pulse grew less and less;
Pain had no sting, and pleasure’s wreath no flower:
O, why did ye not melt, and leave my sense
Unhaunted quite of all but—nothingness?
January 21st, 2019 02:54
Painfully Yours
Laura🌻 said:
Neville,
‘Practice makes perfect’...
...and all may be attainable!
A fascinating read...
to say the least!
Thank you for sharing!
~Laura~
January 20th, 2019 23:46
Laura🌻 said:
Neville,
‘Practice makes perfect’...
...and all may be attainable!
A fascinating read...
to say the least!
Thank you for sharing!
~Laura~
January 20th, 2019 23:46
Painfully Yours
Michael Edwards said:
Not sure I could manage all women these days so I\'ll not bother with the pain - nice one N
January 20th, 2019 11:29
Michael Edwards said:
Not sure I could manage all women these days so I\'ll not bother with the pain - nice one N
January 20th, 2019 11:29
Painfully Yours
Neville said:
It can mean anything you so wish orchidee thanks
January 20th, 2019 10:13
Neville said:
It can mean anything you so wish orchidee thanks
January 20th, 2019 10:13
Painfully Yours
orchidee said:
This could be swoony in one sense. Is this the \'pain\' sense you meant? lol
January 20th, 2019 09:05
orchidee said:
This could be swoony in one sense. Is this the \'pain\' sense you meant? lol
January 20th, 2019 09:05
Painfully Yours
Neville said:
I think I should thank you, so I shall.. thank you...
January 20th, 2019 05:56
Neville said:
I think I should thank you, so I shall.. thank you...
January 20th, 2019 05:56
Painfully Yours
dusk arising said:
To attract game one learns to play the game.
January 20th, 2019 05:48
dusk arising said:
To attract game one learns to play the game.
January 20th, 2019 05:48
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