Comments received on poems by Neville



Birds on the Wire
Fay Slimm. said:

Nev - after another close look at your birds with the wire a vision of how they all got it to sing blew my mind - Spring fever inside them they agreed to show females some feathered libido so using telepathy they rose to the occasion and baited the game with a quick serenade .... Eurika !! that is, in bird-speak, one way to please mates.. ha x

March 24th, 2019 13:04

Birds on the Wire
orchidee said:

I can\'t see what all the fuss is about. I mean, think of all the air it would save if none of us breathed for 24 hours. Sounds like a good plan to me, but Fido doesn\'t like it!

March 24th, 2019 12:23

Birds on the Wire
orchidee said:

You gonna try it - not breathing for 24 hours? It\'ll save using the air - in some cases, hot ait that\'s spouted, speaking for meself. lol

March 24th, 2019 08:05

Birds on the Wire
Fay Slimm. said:

Making life more fun from collective effort needs telepathy - and this I feel we all have if only we use it.... wow what a deep subject this write raised on a Sunday morn Nev....... great stuff. x

March 24th, 2019 02:59

Birds on the Wire
Neville said:

probably dreaming

March 24th, 2019 02:51

Birds on the Wire
orchidee said:

A fine write Neville. If we get out of bed of a morning the wrong side, we might not know if we\'re living or dead - there ya go!

March 24th, 2019 02:40

Victims of Truth
whisperingquill said:

Superb beyond measure Sir. ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ‘๐Ÿผ๐Ÿ’ซ๐Ÿ’ซ

March 24th, 2019 02:20

Victims of Truth
Goldfinch60 said:

Very good Neville, may you ocean be full of love.

March 24th, 2019 01:17

Victims of Truth
Nicholas Browning said:

I thought I knew how big the world was. Thank you for letting me know that I was getting ahead of myself.
Best regards.

March 23rd, 2019 18:13

Victims of Truth
Neville said:

I reckon we all get that feeling.. there is something about the lay of words and of course our imaginings.... and the ocean and the sky and of life and love and butterflies..... x

March 23rd, 2019 14:10

Victims of Truth
Michael Edwards said:

And be my dolphin
in a sea of dreams.
- this drew me in and makes me want to write a take on some of the ideas you have used so well.

March 23rd, 2019 13:56

Victims of Truth
orchidee said:

Cooeeee, Sir N. Should I put Fido out the back yard a while?

March 23rd, 2019 11:51

Victims of Truth
Laura๐ŸŒป said:

Neville,

I enjoyed reading your poem! Your penned words that can be interpreted in many ways...depending on the reader! Iโ€™d call it a smorgasbord of interpretations!

~Laura~


March 23rd, 2019 11:42

Victims of Truth
orchidee said:

A fine write N. I dunno if it\'s about romance, cos Fido never lets me get that far. He\'s holding me back. Woof! Quiet, Fido. lol.

March 23rd, 2019 10:29

Victims of Truth
sylviasearcher said:

Although it could also be read with a hint of cynicism to the tragic romantic. Like a satire. So Iโ€™m left uncertain.
I still like it because that is about where I am at with the idea of romance.

March 23rd, 2019 05:41

Victims of Truth
sylviasearcher said:

An enjoyable read.

I love the last two lines, I feel like I should have written them, they are so full of painful romance.





March 23rd, 2019 05:36

Victims of Truth
Neville said:

I am honoured and oh so bloomin true and then some dear Fay... Am off to take a stroll by the sea for real in a few moments.. West Bay is calling as it does increasingly these days.... N

March 23rd, 2019 05:36

Victims of Truth
Fay Slimm. said:

An engagingly poetic invitation in this fascinating love poem which your pen easily disguises - - a warm tender first read of my day dear friend.

March 23rd, 2019 05:29

Recollections
Goldfinch60 said:

Good story told in a wonderful way, may that appetite for poetry be forever with us all.

March 22nd, 2019 15:55

Marcella
Fay Slimm. said:

Catching a few spare moments with a read of past pleasures and Marcella of the tiny smile in her ears..... love this an exciting write right from the heart Nev. And now A Bientot for I must no longer tarry. - - Fay x

March 22nd, 2019 15:25

A Certain Distance
Fay Slimm. said:

So tenderly romantic and penned with an honest wisp of mystery this early post bequeaths much to your following postings - am pleased you found the site my friend.,

March 22nd, 2019 15:15

Recollections
dusk arising said:

You story teller you.... you man of the half told mystery leaving us, appetite whetted, craving more!

Loved this today.... wheres the book? Don\'t leave it too late or you\'ll be too old to enjoy the royalties.

March 22nd, 2019 08:22

Recollections
Nicholas Browning said:

Like a dark mysterious stranger in an alleyway back in the 1940\'s. A good read sir.

March 22nd, 2019 06:21

Recollections
Michael Edwards said:

So you\'re back - and with a great write that carried me along with it.

March 22nd, 2019 06:06

Recollections
Poetic Dan said:

Very well expressed

March 22nd, 2019 04:21

Recollections
sylviasearcher said:

An intriguing write, I wondered if it was very clever, I wasnโ€™t sure if I should feel sorry.

To withhold the pain
You so much crave

There was a kind of ache to it and I couldnโ€™t work out whose.


March 22nd, 2019 04:19

Recollections
orchidee said:

Why did I have to come along and muck it all up?! Hint: Bonjour! (bit of French there). heehee.

March 22nd, 2019 04:04

Recollections
Fay Slimm. said:

Strong recollections of unpleasant happenings and hopefully not from experience Nev. -- a compelling read that pulls at heartstrings.

March 22nd, 2019 03:45

Skylight
orchidee said:

A fine write Neville. You see the moon too? Was it made of cheese?!

March 22nd, 2019 03:17

Skylight
sylviasearcher said:

The first time I read it, I read it like a metaphor, the skylight, the window to...
The unfathomable, beautiful, dark, exciting, everything and nothing.

Like taking a journey through consciousness.

And I do love the starlit sky.

So after reading the comments I read it and wondered of the window being the thing that shapes perception and makes it all the things it could become. In an endless kind of way.

And then I wondered of that feeling you get when you look up on a clear night. It is just an indescribable feeling. No mirrors or windows. Just straight to the soul.

It was gentle and reached out to me.


March 22nd, 2019 02:47



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