Comments received on poems by dlherrmann



Invocation Meditation
Jerry Reynolds said:

Good read. Have a Happy Holiday and Stay Safe.

December 24th, 2020 17:27

Invocation Meditation
Robert Southwick Richmond said:

Your poem would be easier to read with larger type. The ruler at the top of where you enter the poem allows you to choose the type size and the font family (I recommend Times New Roman among the choices given). You can get the lines to left-justify rather than using the default middle-axis (though it can be quite trying to get this to work.

Checking the Bahá’í Faith web site, I see that Bahá’u’lláh is written with right single quotes (the apostrophes), presumably representing the Arabic letter alif. MyPoeticSide (which runs on WordPress) is extremely good about supporting such typographical niceties, as well as non-Roman writing systems - I\'ve even got it to do pointed Hebrew.

December 24th, 2020 15:15

Invocation Meditation
orchidee said:

Good write as a poem D.
I can agree with some of it. Though this world is real too, I would say. Yet we are made from dust.
It\'s said the body is merely a \'shell\' for our souls and spirits, though one said to me one day \'It would look strange if we had no bodies; just a lot of souls and spirits floating around on this earth\'.


December 24th, 2020 15:03

Night Necklaces
FredPeyer said:

dl, really like the \'necklaces\' comparison. Well written!

December 19th, 2020 11:46

Grave Concern
Jerry Reynolds said:

Well written. Congrats on being published. Have a Happy Holiday.

December 17th, 2020 17:11

Grave Concern
Michael Edwards said:

Like the construct of this - a worthy write.

December 17th, 2020 02:26

Grave Concern
jarcher54 said:

Watch your step, as more and more coffins are biodegradable! You slyly note that cemeteries are in a way parks with pretty stones, especially when the departed mean little to you. But don\'t get too complacent! maybe one of them will grab you by the ankle.

December 17th, 2020 02:18

Tree\'s Lament
dlherrmann said:

Hanging human bodies are strange fruit indeed, and this tree objects. I wanted to explore lynching from a tree\'s point of view. The Submission call seemed to be appropriate for this poem. The editors thought so too. And, Wayne State is the college Robert Hayden, my poetic hero, attended. Then Black Lives Matter became more than just a black concern. It all fit together.

December 9th, 2020 11:34

Tree\'s Lament
Doggerel Dave said:

Come on mate – this place thrives on interaction: Let’s hear from you – Was there a particular reason for placing the poem in the Uni Review at that particular time?
Does this help:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cvwlPKCfkIM&ab_channel=GOLDENBELL1991 ?

Regards,Dave


December 9th, 2020 06:03

Tree\'s Lament
Goldfinch60 said:

Very strong write dl, as Dave says strange fruit indeed.

Andy

December 7th, 2020 01:20

Tree\'s Lament
Doggerel Dave said:

I\'m not absolutely certain, but are you talking strange fruit here?
If so, I really don\'t know what to give in return.
At a loss...

Regards Dave

December 6th, 2020 18:47

Coyote Crossing
RDS said:

A nice simple poetic reminder of the connectedness we share. A really nice read thanks.
J

November 30th, 2020 15:47

Coyote Crossing
orchidee said:

Nice write D.

November 30th, 2020 02:49

Coyote Crossing
Goldfinch60 said:

Life on this earth is certainly together and should always be that way.

Andy

November 30th, 2020 01:39

Garden Bright
Goldfinch60 said:

May that happiness become more frequent.

Andy

November 29th, 2020 01:53

How Can You?
RDS said:

Nice earthy tones all round!

November 28th, 2020 18:07

How Can You?
Goldfinch60 said:

Nature\'s beauty is so much better than life in the towns.

Andy

November 28th, 2020 01:41

Danger!
orchidee said:

They say (whoever \'they\' are?) that too much thinking is dangerous! lol.

November 26th, 2020 02:41

Danger!
Goldfinch60 said:

Poetry has been infecting me for a very long time.

Andy

November 26th, 2020 02:20

On the Hillside
Goldfinch60 said:

Wonderful memories of time passed.

Andy

October 21st, 2020 00:18

Humanity in Process
L. B. Mek said:

poignant questions that is relatable to 99% of humanity, if we look back - deep enough, into the annals of divisive chaos that underlines all of history,
thought provoking write

October 20th, 2020 03:01

Absence by Inference
Goldfinch60 said:

There are so many spaces where houses once stood and only remembered by the trees.

Andy

October 20th, 2020 00:29

Absence by Inference
jarcher54 said:

That row of cedar trees has a way of enduring longer than the wooden structures of man. A fine observation, a universal curiosity well depicted.

October 19th, 2020 01:08

Grandfather\'s Road
jarcher54 said:

Yes, as I revisit the land of my family where I grew up, I imagine all the criss-cross paths of the various indigenous nomads, the Spanish surveyors, the earliest white settlers who first fenced the fields, perhaps a Black enslaved laborer or field hand, a Mexican bracero tending corn or running down loose cattle on his Appaloosa, the 19th-century German settlers making German-style farms among the scrub and wild pasture, and late my family, my sunburned dad, mom tending the garden or calling my brothers home from the pond at dusk, and me a boy flying across the creek and bounding down the contoured hillsides bareback on my horse Castro. Even the dirt roads and cow paths and tree lines of my youth are hard to locate, my own footprints scattered and my trails to the woods overgrown with thorny vines. Glad to know that road of yours, at least, remains. Thanks for the well-tempered reverie.

October 17th, 2020 12:05

Grandfather\'s Road
Goldfinch60 said:

hose paths of our past can bring such glorious memories.

Andy

October 17th, 2020 00:42

Family Plowing    
ANGELA & BRIAN said:

Brian here ~ Good Evning Friend welcome to MPS it is a proactive site which operates by reading & commenting on each others Poetry. Please visit our SITE ~ Thanks. We love your simile between *Ploughing a furrow on the Land* and *Ploughing lines of Prose or Poetry on Paper* The former is hard Physical Work & the latter hard Mentally ! When we write we drop seeds of Truth onto the Lines (furrows) which will bear fruit as people read - mark - learn & inwardly digest it - Food for the Brain ! In your excelent First Poem - of well balanced triplets - Yiou have delivered a good *crop* which has made us think about the purpose & value of our own wraiting ~ More Poems Please ~ AMEN

Blessings & Peace to You & Yours
Love Angela & Brian ! !

October 15th, 2020 18:15

Family Plowing    
dusk arising said:

A very readable analogy piece. But your heritage made a financial living from the land, you would find it near impossible to feed yourself from poetry income. There are not a lot of poets or authors who can solely rely upon the writing for a reasonable livable income - though some are indeed millionaires.

October 15th, 2020 10:41

Family Plowing    
Lorna said:

Good one.... we\'ve all been raised with the romance of a farmer\'s life but dig a little and it must be full of terrible anxiety and pain..... glad you are happy in your choice........

October 15th, 2020 05:35

Family Plowing    
L. B. Mek said:

very much like the Seamus Heaney poem \'Digging\':
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/47555/digging
wonderful write

October 15th, 2020 03:03

Family Plowing    
Goldfinch60 said:

Wonderful comparison dl, that blank page can give us all our wonderful words to \'plough\' onto it.

Andy

October 15th, 2020 00:37