Comments received on poems by aDarkerMind
Neither Now Nor One Day Soon
L. B. Mek said:
woooooow, wow!!!!
thank you!!!
(I started highlighting lines and passages
and then, I just gave-up - for I would end up
just copy-pasting your whole poem
as my pointedly chosen: highlight reel
and no, that ain\'t no dim-witted over exaggeration
from my end, either
its a simple truth
as hard as it may be: to read - as true...)
May 24th, 2021 05:25
L. B. Mek said:
woooooow, wow!!!!
thank you!!!
(I started highlighting lines and passages
and then, I just gave-up - for I would end up
just copy-pasting your whole poem
as my pointedly chosen: highlight reel
and no, that ain\'t no dim-witted over exaggeration
from my end, either
its a simple truth
as hard as it may be: to read - as true...)
May 24th, 2021 05:25
When Wisdom Grew a Beard on Fickle Trees
aDarkerMind said:
thank you L B Mek.
I always appreciate your comments;
I will never stop believing.
and I will always write the only way I know and never comform to the poets hierarchy;
May 21st, 2021 10:49
aDarkerMind said:
thank you L B Mek.
I always appreciate your comments;
I will never stop believing.
and I will always write the only way I know and never comform to the poets hierarchy;
May 21st, 2021 10:49
When Wisdom Grew a Beard on Fickle Trees
L. B. Mek said:
at this point, all I can do is appreciate, favourite
and just re-read your brilliance
again, and again, and again, and again...
just, WOW!!!
shame on such a spitefully, pathetic industry
that ignores brilliant mind\'s like yours..
what a crime! of unforgivable waste
you should share your talent
with as many people as you can, dear poet
keep believing and striving!
May 21st, 2021 03:09
L. B. Mek said:
at this point, all I can do is appreciate, favourite
and just re-read your brilliance
again, and again, and again, and again...
just, WOW!!!
shame on such a spitefully, pathetic industry
that ignores brilliant mind\'s like yours..
what a crime! of unforgivable waste
you should share your talent
with as many people as you can, dear poet
keep believing and striving!
May 21st, 2021 03:09
With Non-Conforming Ease
L. B. Mek said:
deeply insightful and as ever, unflinchingly frank
in tone and purposed brutality of word choices..
artistry\'s vulnerability, evolved into a thought provoking write:
\'where is my mother of darkened prowel and scurrying thighs?
where is my father of tortured soul with needles in his eyes?
I am blind to the comforting pillows of destructive change
alone while my flowing blood bellows and barks
and tickles the spine of the gauntlet\'s pickled brain;
volts of unearthly treasures fluster my shrinking cells
as my stomach chokes on absynth oil\'
May 19th, 2021 03:39
L. B. Mek said:
deeply insightful and as ever, unflinchingly frank
in tone and purposed brutality of word choices..
artistry\'s vulnerability, evolved into a thought provoking write:
\'where is my mother of darkened prowel and scurrying thighs?
where is my father of tortured soul with needles in his eyes?
I am blind to the comforting pillows of destructive change
alone while my flowing blood bellows and barks
and tickles the spine of the gauntlet\'s pickled brain;
volts of unearthly treasures fluster my shrinking cells
as my stomach chokes on absynth oil\'
May 19th, 2021 03:39
In Gemini Skies With My Twisted Sails Of Taurean Limbs
L. B. Mek said:
\'brow beaten by the muted heart of asylums cleansing bleach;
I am in love with the darkness of my tempermental skin
the aches and pains that tastes of imported winds
as I crawl with the wishbones through corridors of demented reprieve\'..
WOW!
just, wow!!!
and \'They\' say \'True Poetry\' is dead....
here\'s words that rightfully show 🖕
to that mindset of inane, futility
discarding it to its rightful place
of binned obstinacy, permanently!
Thank you for choosing to share
May 17th, 2021 05:50
L. B. Mek said:
\'brow beaten by the muted heart of asylums cleansing bleach;
I am in love with the darkness of my tempermental skin
the aches and pains that tastes of imported winds
as I crawl with the wishbones through corridors of demented reprieve\'..
WOW!
just, wow!!!
and \'They\' say \'True Poetry\' is dead....
here\'s words that rightfully show 🖕
to that mindset of inane, futility
discarding it to its rightful place
of binned obstinacy, permanently!
Thank you for choosing to share
May 17th, 2021 05:50
one last cheer for the mighty sperm whale
L. B. Mek said:
a mere 29 years away from its 200th birthday
Herman Melville\'s words, still resonates and penetrates: loud and clear
for those with the patience
to unfurl, dissect and digest, than merely - reactionarily, judge and detest!
as does you brand
of unflinching and boorishly matter-of-fact, frank: Poetry
thanks for sharing!
indeed, since soothingly whispered words of \'positive reinforcement\'
clearly aren\'t working, let us all
try shocking ourselves from that cyclical apathy
of ignorance worshipping malaise of petulantly, entitled: indifference
to all thigs titled - Humane and Accountability...!
May 13th, 2021 05:06
L. B. Mek said:
a mere 29 years away from its 200th birthday
Herman Melville\'s words, still resonates and penetrates: loud and clear
for those with the patience
to unfurl, dissect and digest, than merely - reactionarily, judge and detest!
as does you brand
of unflinching and boorishly matter-of-fact, frank: Poetry
thanks for sharing!
indeed, since soothingly whispered words of \'positive reinforcement\'
clearly aren\'t working, let us all
try shocking ourselves from that cyclical apathy
of ignorance worshipping malaise of petulantly, entitled: indifference
to all thigs titled - Humane and Accountability...!
May 13th, 2021 05:06
Not Since The Last November Rain
L. B. Mek said:
\'Mother of the playful pearl in her green unbottoned blouse
crawled with soldiers wounds through skinless winter leaves
between the swollen eyes\'
\'through tortured sperm of ruptured Porcupine
have I dared to hiss and kiss at the carnival of dancing doubt
or pirate my charade in my uniform of transparant anxiety;
not since the last November rain
have I dared to close my eyes and die again;\'..
initially, I was drawn to that porcelain metaphor again, but
realised you have utilised it completely different in this poem
(how creatively refreshing and bold)..
and then, as always with your stylistic Poetry\'s
unassuming Rosewater, of subtly decadent wording
I was lost - deep, within that ink of creativity\'s fervour
glaring your poetic genius, to my pixilated slipstream: screen..
(write\'s like your transcend need for age limits or trigger warnings
since only those willing to delve deep and unfurl
can have access to your Poetry, to begin with
in my humble opinion),
thanks for sharing dear Poet
May 11th, 2021 06:24
L. B. Mek said:
\'Mother of the playful pearl in her green unbottoned blouse
crawled with soldiers wounds through skinless winter leaves
between the swollen eyes\'
\'through tortured sperm of ruptured Porcupine
have I dared to hiss and kiss at the carnival of dancing doubt
or pirate my charade in my uniform of transparant anxiety;
not since the last November rain
have I dared to close my eyes and die again;\'..
initially, I was drawn to that porcelain metaphor again, but
realised you have utilised it completely different in this poem
(how creatively refreshing and bold)..
and then, as always with your stylistic Poetry\'s
unassuming Rosewater, of subtly decadent wording
I was lost - deep, within that ink of creativity\'s fervour
glaring your poetic genius, to my pixilated slipstream: screen..
(write\'s like your transcend need for age limits or trigger warnings
since only those willing to delve deep and unfurl
can have access to your Poetry, to begin with
in my humble opinion),
thanks for sharing dear Poet
May 11th, 2021 06:24
When Once Through The Chapters Of Your Skull
Eugene S. said:
What an awesome journey I had reading this. Love it!
May 8th, 2021 11:00
Eugene S. said:
What an awesome journey I had reading this. Love it!
May 8th, 2021 11:00
When Once Through The Chapters Of Your Skull
L. B. Mek said:
\'in towns of coloured porcelain with horns of thistles myth
am beyond the ruptured skeleton
as it whistles with the wind chimes in the aftermath of groping lemons pith\'..
it\'s always inspiring to read your use of juxta-positioned metaphors
pooled from what is seemingly an endlessly diverse source of wordsmith imagery
intertwined seamlessly, with that innate flow of poetic artistry..
what a talent, you choose to share with us dear poet, thank you!
May 3rd, 2021 07:33
L. B. Mek said:
\'in towns of coloured porcelain with horns of thistles myth
am beyond the ruptured skeleton
as it whistles with the wind chimes in the aftermath of groping lemons pith\'..
it\'s always inspiring to read your use of juxta-positioned metaphors
pooled from what is seemingly an endlessly diverse source of wordsmith imagery
intertwined seamlessly, with that innate flow of poetic artistry..
what a talent, you choose to share with us dear poet, thank you!
May 3rd, 2021 07:33
When Once Through The Chapters Of Your Skull
Jerry Reynolds said:
Well written, D.M. Strong imagery.
May 2nd, 2021 08:34
Jerry Reynolds said:
Well written, D.M. Strong imagery.
May 2nd, 2021 08:34
with all that was never enough
L. B. Mek said:
\'purple blood somewhere where lava flows
where no man lands with hands of peregrine
on towers of flowering tulips where once a torso dangled in spiteful greed
look between the breeze as heaven opens it\'s claws
as slowly we cower and bleed;
one hundred pieces for our jigsaw to bargain with\'..
a profound exclamation of purposed inflammatory poetry: worded so eloquently!
\'keep that mighty pen busy, dear poet
for at the very least
it will distract: those hands of potential devastation
from adding, to all the abundant misery..\'
April 30th, 2021 04:36
L. B. Mek said:
\'purple blood somewhere where lava flows
where no man lands with hands of peregrine
on towers of flowering tulips where once a torso dangled in spiteful greed
look between the breeze as heaven opens it\'s claws
as slowly we cower and bleed;
one hundred pieces for our jigsaw to bargain with\'..
a profound exclamation of purposed inflammatory poetry: worded so eloquently!
\'keep that mighty pen busy, dear poet
for at the very least
it will distract: those hands of potential devastation
from adding, to all the abundant misery..\'
April 30th, 2021 04:36
What Can It Be That Draws Me Back To Here?
L. B. Mek said:
\'perhaps we are the cotton reel who now sleeps beneath a shawl;\'
brilliant!
(sorry dear poet, but I don\'t know who david lamb is, though
that did not hinder my appreciation for your enchanting write
exemplary utilisation of tangible imagery)
April 26th, 2021 05:44
L. B. Mek said:
\'perhaps we are the cotton reel who now sleeps beneath a shawl;\'
brilliant!
(sorry dear poet, but I don\'t know who david lamb is, though
that did not hinder my appreciation for your enchanting write
exemplary utilisation of tangible imagery)
April 26th, 2021 05:44
Seventeen Degrees Below;
L. B. Mek said:
\'a cavalcade where salt greets blood
floods my eyes with sweat from behind a horses ear.\'
just wow!
no wonder cinema is dead
when words - alone, can immerse us
in such tangibly sensed, imagery...
April 20th, 2021 04:59
L. B. Mek said:
\'a cavalcade where salt greets blood
floods my eyes with sweat from behind a horses ear.\'
just wow!
no wonder cinema is dead
when words - alone, can immerse us
in such tangibly sensed, imagery...
April 20th, 2021 04:59
April, With Her Soothing Eyes Of Pastoral Green
L. B. Mek said:
\'cold and grey - grazing
with a wheelbarrows broken spleen
April, with her soothing
eyes of pastoral green\'..
such a brilliant poetic mind you choose to share with us, dear poet!
a great read
April 19th, 2021 04:31
L. B. Mek said:
\'cold and grey - grazing
with a wheelbarrows broken spleen
April, with her soothing
eyes of pastoral green\'..
such a brilliant poetic mind you choose to share with us, dear poet!
a great read
April 19th, 2021 04:31
April, With Her Soothing Eyes Of Pastoral Green
rosiedm said:
Interesting !
I see the way you write how you choose your words to suit
Sculptured
April 18th, 2021 18:23
rosiedm said:
Interesting !
I see the way you write how you choose your words to suit
Sculptured
April 18th, 2021 18:23
paint and be dammed the consequence
rosiedm said:
Such interesting words its a good one but if have to reread it again
April 17th, 2021 16:58
rosiedm said:
Such interesting words its a good one but if have to reread it again
April 17th, 2021 16:58
Traitor
A Boy With Roses said:
\"kiss my final cigarette\", \"with throat as dry as hemlock\". You sure know how to provoke some vivid imagery!
April 16th, 2021 18:03
A Boy With Roses said:
\"kiss my final cigarette\", \"with throat as dry as hemlock\". You sure know how to provoke some vivid imagery!
April 16th, 2021 18:03
And The Silent Badgers Tail Will Rise Again
aDarkerMind said:
you are, as always, most kind;
April 13th, 2021 05:47
aDarkerMind said:
you are, as always, most kind;
April 13th, 2021 05:47
And The Silent Badgers Tail Will Rise Again
L. B. Mek said:
\'the crawler on the doors as uninvited guest;
the being -supreme- uncertain? yes. but certain all must end!
curtains slain and drawn. as bishop takes pawn. as brawn takes brain.
let us feast upon the flesh of the beast of the great disdain\'..
impassioned writing that further demonstrates - than negates, your wordsmith prowess!
April 13th, 2021 04:49
L. B. Mek said:
\'the crawler on the doors as uninvited guest;
the being -supreme- uncertain? yes. but certain all must end!
curtains slain and drawn. as bishop takes pawn. as brawn takes brain.
let us feast upon the flesh of the beast of the great disdain\'..
impassioned writing that further demonstrates - than negates, your wordsmith prowess!
April 13th, 2021 04:49
A Master\'s Fall
L. B. Mek said:
another beautifully worded poem and a fitting dedication, to wordsmith\'s who added more than their ink\'s worth, to our beloved english language\'s legacy of supreme artful eloquence..
a great read
April 12th, 2021 04:39
L. B. Mek said:
another beautifully worded poem and a fitting dedication, to wordsmith\'s who added more than their ink\'s worth, to our beloved english language\'s legacy of supreme artful eloquence..
a great read
April 12th, 2021 04:39
When Tomorrow Crept Like Ants Towards The Sword
L. B. Mek said:
\'pilgrims on pillaged steps
with deeds to the concrete child
walking on stilts through pickled spit
when tomorrow crept like ants towards the sword\'..
such a great read
beautifully concise and imaginative imagery, that electrifies
rather than drown your poignant commentary..
thanks for sharing such a delectable literary treat, dear poet
April 9th, 2021 04:11
L. B. Mek said:
\'pilgrims on pillaged steps
with deeds to the concrete child
walking on stilts through pickled spit
when tomorrow crept like ants towards the sword\'..
such a great read
beautifully concise and imaginative imagery, that electrifies
rather than drown your poignant commentary..
thanks for sharing such a delectable literary treat, dear poet
April 9th, 2021 04:11
The Second Sunday of the Eye
L. B. Mek said:
wonderfully worded, a strong spine of repetition utilised effectively to add a lyrical element
an enjoyable read, in my humble opinion
April 8th, 2021 03:25
L. B. Mek said:
wonderfully worded, a strong spine of repetition utilised effectively to add a lyrical element
an enjoyable read, in my humble opinion
April 8th, 2021 03:25
what came first?
Goldfinch60 said:
Intriguing questions Melvin - I wonder what the true answers are?
Andy
April 7th, 2021 00:26
Goldfinch60 said:
Intriguing questions Melvin - I wonder what the true answers are?
Andy
April 7th, 2021 00:26
With Aphrodite\'s Kiss
L. B. Mek said:
\'it just seems sometimes in Winter\'s lust still falls a Summer rain.
is it true when comes a minor loss, so to comes greater gain?
perhaps, with Aphrodite\'s kiss, I will appreciate the pain;\'
these lines imitate virtual-reality\'s immersive traits
purely by enticing a readers imagination
through written words, alone
April 5th, 2021 04:21
L. B. Mek said:
\'it just seems sometimes in Winter\'s lust still falls a Summer rain.
is it true when comes a minor loss, so to comes greater gain?
perhaps, with Aphrodite\'s kiss, I will appreciate the pain;\'
these lines imitate virtual-reality\'s immersive traits
purely by enticing a readers imagination
through written words, alone
April 5th, 2021 04:21
Ballad of Mr. Lockdown
Eugene S. said:
Ah, this is amazing! Favorited for sure!!
April 3rd, 2021 17:45
Eugene S. said:
Ah, this is amazing! Favorited for sure!!
April 3rd, 2021 17:45
Ballad of Mr. Lockdown
L. B. Mek said:
defiantly: Brilliant!
(forgive me for rudely rearranging your wonderful work
but this is how your poem chose to speak to me)..
\'I am the closest friend of no-one, my enemies are few
my mind it seems more occupied with the lesser that I do\'
\'was it all about the prophet or the profiteering mound?
I am of the understanding it was neither.
was it all about investors or inventors of the math?
I have no understanding of this either;\'
\'I am but a simple man who wears his heart upon his quill\'
\'I am now something to the nothing. I am the nothing of it all.
so if my nothings what you\'re asking, you are welcome to it all.\'
April 2nd, 2021 06:25
L. B. Mek said:
defiantly: Brilliant!
(forgive me for rudely rearranging your wonderful work
but this is how your poem chose to speak to me)..
\'I am the closest friend of no-one, my enemies are few
my mind it seems more occupied with the lesser that I do\'
\'was it all about the prophet or the profiteering mound?
I am of the understanding it was neither.
was it all about investors or inventors of the math?
I have no understanding of this either;\'
\'I am but a simple man who wears his heart upon his quill\'
\'I am now something to the nothing. I am the nothing of it all.
so if my nothings what you\'re asking, you are welcome to it all.\'
April 2nd, 2021 06:25
Ballad of Mr. Lockdown
Goldfinch60 said:
Your nothing is seen in your words Melvin so that you are never nothing.
Andy
April 2nd, 2021 01:47
Goldfinch60 said:
Your nothing is seen in your words Melvin so that you are never nothing.
Andy
April 2nd, 2021 01:47
Play Dead Among The Flies
L. B. Mek said:
if this is a biographical dedication, then I\'m so sorry for your loss..
but know either way, you\'ve penned
a write worth investing in
to fully explore, and cherish as a serenade
for the pure love of reading
April 1st, 2021 06:30
L. B. Mek said:
if this is a biographical dedication, then I\'m so sorry for your loss..
but know either way, you\'ve penned
a write worth investing in
to fully explore, and cherish as a serenade
for the pure love of reading
April 1st, 2021 06:30
No More The Frowning Clown
L. B. Mek said:
\'surely time has come to run away from the frowns of the clown
and enjoy instead the mischievous scrumping of plums;
let this adult play with the children of the smile
let him be the child he only dreamt he would ever be\'..
that remnant thread
of blissful ignorance to \'all things possible\'
remaining in that shrivelled paltry shred
of our childhood\'s treasured memories
excavated, with a poet\'s despairing ink
to salvage
that crippling perception of bleak reality
threatening
to drown-out all, but nihilism\'s penchant for misery..
is what your words conveyed to me dear poet
a great write, with wonderful use of characterised imagery!
April 1st, 2021 04:17
L. B. Mek said:
\'surely time has come to run away from the frowns of the clown
and enjoy instead the mischievous scrumping of plums;
let this adult play with the children of the smile
let him be the child he only dreamt he would ever be\'..
that remnant thread
of blissful ignorance to \'all things possible\'
remaining in that shrivelled paltry shred
of our childhood\'s treasured memories
excavated, with a poet\'s despairing ink
to salvage
that crippling perception of bleak reality
threatening
to drown-out all, but nihilism\'s penchant for misery..
is what your words conveyed to me dear poet
a great write, with wonderful use of characterised imagery!
April 1st, 2021 04:17
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