Comments received on poems by aDarkerMind
From Kingdom Come
Teddy.15 said:
From kingdom come
What better art is here now Summers\' fruits
Hibernate with the black swans
In a pocket full of photographs
With a slice of cheese
And a bookmark for the fuchia\'s never read.
Wild flower roots in a breakfast bowl
Each morning falls a darker shade
Of Olive trees lime green and breathing still
Simply spoilt for imagery, and may I say that everything grows from a seed, your poetry is at its pinnacle this evening a glorious bloom I\'d say. This is one of my new favourites of yours, it\'s some how filled with magnificent colour and the olives speak of peaceful times. 🌹 💙
September 17th, 2024 13:44
Teddy.15 said:
From kingdom come
What better art is here now Summers\' fruits
Hibernate with the black swans
In a pocket full of photographs
With a slice of cheese
And a bookmark for the fuchia\'s never read.
Wild flower roots in a breakfast bowl
Each morning falls a darker shade
Of Olive trees lime green and breathing still
Simply spoilt for imagery, and may I say that everything grows from a seed, your poetry is at its pinnacle this evening a glorious bloom I\'d say. This is one of my new favourites of yours, it\'s some how filled with magnificent colour and the olives speak of peaceful times. 🌹 💙
September 17th, 2024 13:44
How Slow These Cradles Rock
NafisaSB said:
the journey of life is full of ups and downs - hope the future holds more hope than the past did, and the nettles do not prick you further
good write
September 17th, 2024 01:22
NafisaSB said:
the journey of life is full of ups and downs - hope the future holds more hope than the past did, and the nettles do not prick you further
good write
September 17th, 2024 01:22
How Slow These Cradles Rock
Thomas W Case said:
Powerful imagery and tremendous use of language.
September 16th, 2024 08:13
Thomas W Case said:
Powerful imagery and tremendous use of language.
September 16th, 2024 08:13
This God of A Thousand Mouths
sorenbarrett said:
Melvin I read this over several times and it is filled with metaphor following metaphor great internal rhyme and some wordplay. At first I took it for a religious commentary no maybe more a cultural Judeo-christian comment but it gos far deeper and many metaphors I am still struggling with Melvin
September 16th, 2024 06:30
sorenbarrett said:
Melvin I read this over several times and it is filled with metaphor following metaphor great internal rhyme and some wordplay. At first I took it for a religious commentary no maybe more a cultural Judeo-christian comment but it gos far deeper and many metaphors I am still struggling with Melvin
September 16th, 2024 06:30
How Slow These Cradles Rock
Cassie58 said:
Dear Melvin, you evoke strong emotion in your poetry with unique imagery on the journey through your lines. I always have to read your work several times before I dare comment on it. Death of someone close can leave us in the depths of despair. That magnitude of loss is overwhelming
all walks of life now statues of an ordinary kind - that is remarkable expression deeply felt
So many great lines and the last four ended for me on a much lighter note. One day …..
September 16th, 2024 05:48
Cassie58 said:
Dear Melvin, you evoke strong emotion in your poetry with unique imagery on the journey through your lines. I always have to read your work several times before I dare comment on it. Death of someone close can leave us in the depths of despair. That magnitude of loss is overwhelming
all walks of life now statues of an ordinary kind - that is remarkable expression deeply felt
So many great lines and the last four ended for me on a much lighter note. One day …..
September 16th, 2024 05:48
How Slow These Cradles Rock
Teddy.15 said:
I would be so happy to know that you met on the other side of your journey dearest Melvin, an extraordinary piece of poetry, and an incredibly glimpse into your journey. And of course your ending, just makes me think of your beloved wife, who for some reason always believed she had fiery red hair. 🌹 Sunny side up my dear friend. 🌹
September 15th, 2024 13:21
Teddy.15 said:
I would be so happy to know that you met on the other side of your journey dearest Melvin, an extraordinary piece of poetry, and an incredibly glimpse into your journey. And of course your ending, just makes me think of your beloved wife, who for some reason always believed she had fiery red hair. 🌹 Sunny side up my dear friend. 🌹
September 15th, 2024 13:21
How Slow These Cradles Rock
aDarkerMind said:
I would suggest soren, your \'\'far from\'\' inadequate mind has summed up this write perfectly;
thank you for your comment....
comments like these make me feel very humble.
September 15th, 2024 12:43
aDarkerMind said:
I would suggest soren, your \'\'far from\'\' inadequate mind has summed up this write perfectly;
thank you for your comment....
comments like these make me feel very humble.
September 15th, 2024 12:43
How Slow These Cradles Rock
sorenbarrett said:
Melvin my inadequate mind grappled with this beautifully written poetic art and I had to read it again and again. In the end i was left with the emotion it evoked of age and what its advancement leaves us. From cradle where time passes so slowly and the adversities of life as nettles till \"lines that haunt my face\". I think my favorite line was \"to dare the scarecrow pierce my eyes for a better view than his\" Lovely!! Age again \"dismembered with summer leaves\" we are sometimes left with doubts and immaginary friends. A gold fish upside down? sign of death? We do our best to look younger shining our shoes and putting on our best attire but itsstill a long walk back from despair. The last a hope for meeting somewhere beyond
September 15th, 2024 12:32
sorenbarrett said:
Melvin my inadequate mind grappled with this beautifully written poetic art and I had to read it again and again. In the end i was left with the emotion it evoked of age and what its advancement leaves us. From cradle where time passes so slowly and the adversities of life as nettles till \"lines that haunt my face\". I think my favorite line was \"to dare the scarecrow pierce my eyes for a better view than his\" Lovely!! Age again \"dismembered with summer leaves\" we are sometimes left with doubts and immaginary friends. A gold fish upside down? sign of death? We do our best to look younger shining our shoes and putting on our best attire but itsstill a long walk back from despair. The last a hope for meeting somewhere beyond
September 15th, 2024 12:32
This God of A Thousand Mouths
Cassie58 said:
the five acts of Othello
which one are we my fine-dined
feathered friend?
I sensed a passing from one situation to another. A passing with an optimistic outlook. Ends on a promise.
Some fine lines here. Wonderful poetic expression Melvin.
September 14th, 2024 18:01
Cassie58 said:
the five acts of Othello
which one are we my fine-dined
feathered friend?
I sensed a passing from one situation to another. A passing with an optimistic outlook. Ends on a promise.
Some fine lines here. Wonderful poetic expression Melvin.
September 14th, 2024 18:01
This God of A Thousand Mouths
Teddy.15 said:
This is beyond beautiful, gosh 🌹 my dear Melvin, what a poet you are. ❤️
September 14th, 2024 03:32
Teddy.15 said:
This is beyond beautiful, gosh 🌹 my dear Melvin, what a poet you are. ❤️
September 14th, 2024 03:32
The Last Dark Day
Dan Williams said:
As bitter as me, but the last line tempers it. Nice work.
September 9th, 2024 00:24
Dan Williams said:
As bitter as me, but the last line tempers it. Nice work.
September 9th, 2024 00:24
The Last Dark Day
Cassie58 said:
You take your readers on a fascinating journey with such creative and imaginative imagery and description. I felt as though I had waded through black treacle to find the tea and biscuits. The final four lines end in positivity. A sparkle in the eyes has to be a good sign and the last dark day has to be welcomed with arms wide open. Intriguing write Melvin. Have a super Sunday.
September 8th, 2024 10:22
Cassie58 said:
You take your readers on a fascinating journey with such creative and imaginative imagery and description. I felt as though I had waded through black treacle to find the tea and biscuits. The final four lines end in positivity. A sparkle in the eyes has to be a good sign and the last dark day has to be welcomed with arms wide open. Intriguing write Melvin. Have a super Sunday.
September 8th, 2024 10:22
The Last Dark Day
Teddy.15 said:
Wow and wow dear Melvin, incredible imagery and kudos on that last line. 🌹
September 8th, 2024 08:29
Teddy.15 said:
Wow and wow dear Melvin, incredible imagery and kudos on that last line. 🌹
September 8th, 2024 08:29
The Last Dark Day
sorenbarrett said:
Enigmatic, lines evoking images and painting patterns I`ve not seen..Curiously entertaining.
September 8th, 2024 06:21
sorenbarrett said:
Enigmatic, lines evoking images and painting patterns I`ve not seen..Curiously entertaining.
September 8th, 2024 06:21
It Is Over
Cassie58 said:
It is over
By the grace of God Almighty
I felt the weight of an albatross around the neck lift.
hell has served its purpose
I enjoyed the references to the goddess Bastet and searched for meaning
Some amazing lines here, brimful of imagery.
I sensed an easing of darkness but felt it might only be a temporary pause. Grief does that to you. Fab poetry. Not easy to decipher, but well worth the trying.
September 4th, 2024 04:36
Cassie58 said:
It is over
By the grace of God Almighty
I felt the weight of an albatross around the neck lift.
hell has served its purpose
I enjoyed the references to the goddess Bastet and searched for meaning
Some amazing lines here, brimful of imagery.
I sensed an easing of darkness but felt it might only be a temporary pause. Grief does that to you. Fab poetry. Not easy to decipher, but well worth the trying.
September 4th, 2024 04:36
It Is Over
sorenbarrett said:
Darker, this poem is crammed full of ancient images. I haven’t heard of Bastet for some time. Many of your lines are somewhat cryptic and evoke images of complicated metaphor. Love the poem
September 3rd, 2024 16:39
sorenbarrett said:
Darker, this poem is crammed full of ancient images. I haven’t heard of Bastet for some time. Many of your lines are somewhat cryptic and evoke images of complicated metaphor. Love the poem
September 3rd, 2024 16:39
Beyond My Nest Of Bees
AuburnScribbler said:
Such a master flow of imagery here aDarkerMind.
You have jam packed a modern tale, like a mini classical epic!
Bravo, and I hope that all is well.
September 2nd, 2024 13:43
AuburnScribbler said:
Such a master flow of imagery here aDarkerMind.
You have jam packed a modern tale, like a mini classical epic!
Bravo, and I hope that all is well.
September 2nd, 2024 13:43
It Is Over
Teddy.15 said:
Something tells me somethings can never change, love every line the magnificent power I your imagery is always brought to life dearest Melvin. 🌹
September 1st, 2024 11:06
Teddy.15 said:
Something tells me somethings can never change, love every line the magnificent power I your imagery is always brought to life dearest Melvin. 🌹
September 1st, 2024 11:06
Beyond My Nest Of Bees
Teddy.15 said:
I reckon Sylvia Plath has a lot of gratitude for you dear Melvin, not only keeping her alive in spirit but with this glorious imagery. Wonderful poet you. 🌹
August 28th, 2024 16:50
Teddy.15 said:
I reckon Sylvia Plath has a lot of gratitude for you dear Melvin, not only keeping her alive in spirit but with this glorious imagery. Wonderful poet you. 🌹
August 28th, 2024 16:50
Through The Eyes Of Mnemosyne\'s Muse
Dan Williams said:
I know who Mnemosyne was but I forgot . . .Seriously some great stuff here \"water-stained with a shamrock on it\'s skull\" slays. Nice work.
August 25th, 2024 23:53
Dan Williams said:
I know who Mnemosyne was but I forgot . . .Seriously some great stuff here \"water-stained with a shamrock on it\'s skull\" slays. Nice work.
August 25th, 2024 23:53
Through The Eyes Of Mnemosyne\'s Muse
Cassie58 said:
I had to search, The Goddess of Memory.
one single rock where the black rook
stands supreme
this day it seems more ivory
It is almost time to sing and dance
I am all in white
as pale as snow
Such wonderfully creative lines here, imagery laden. Some memories can really darken our doorstep, but here I felt a move towards light.
Your uniqueness shines through Melvin.
August 25th, 2024 11:57
Cassie58 said:
I had to search, The Goddess of Memory.
one single rock where the black rook
stands supreme
this day it seems more ivory
It is almost time to sing and dance
I am all in white
as pale as snow
Such wonderfully creative lines here, imagery laden. Some memories can really darken our doorstep, but here I felt a move towards light.
Your uniqueness shines through Melvin.
August 25th, 2024 11:57
Through The Eyes Of Mnemosyne\'s Muse
Bella Shepard said:
Without memory we are nothing, we are full of them, they are our reality, good or bad they define us. Exquisite dear poet, exquisite!
August 25th, 2024 09:58
Bella Shepard said:
Without memory we are nothing, we are full of them, they are our reality, good or bad they define us. Exquisite dear poet, exquisite!
August 25th, 2024 09:58
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