Comments received on poems by aDarkerMind
What Colour Hat?
Teddy.15 said:
I\'m pretty sure you will have imagined i would choose these lines
how brave emanel settles on a secondary skin?
in red high heels
no nightingale have I,
to navigate my cinderella\'s tail
Wow and wow loving your title and every line, my hat would have to be blue. 🌹 Extraordinary poetry as ever from you dearest Melvin. 🌹
January 23rd, 2025 13:00
Teddy.15 said:
I\'m pretty sure you will have imagined i would choose these lines
how brave emanel settles on a secondary skin?
in red high heels
no nightingale have I,
to navigate my cinderella\'s tail
Wow and wow loving your title and every line, my hat would have to be blue. 🌹 Extraordinary poetry as ever from you dearest Melvin. 🌹
January 23rd, 2025 13:00
What Colour Hat?
sorenbarrett said:
Cryptic words fill this poem and when I got to the top I found I didn\'t have a key. A lot of great lines and images
January 23rd, 2025 12:34
sorenbarrett said:
Cryptic words fill this poem and when I got to the top I found I didn\'t have a key. A lot of great lines and images
January 23rd, 2025 12:34
My Inner Inhibitions
Tristan Robert Lange said:
\"Where hides the eyes that stalk my inner move\". Wonderful...just wonderful, Melvin. Your imagery is always so rich and your work is so layered in metaphor. Brilliant! 🌹👏
January 19th, 2025 16:38
Tristan Robert Lange said:
\"Where hides the eyes that stalk my inner move\". Wonderful...just wonderful, Melvin. Your imagery is always so rich and your work is so layered in metaphor. Brilliant! 🌹👏
January 19th, 2025 16:38
My Inner Inhibitions
Teddy.15 said:
I can see you besides a grave, wow the very painting of life and death extraordinary as ever, every last line. Loved the picasso line but I love every line. Forever poetry on a par of its own. 🌹
January 19th, 2025 11:22
Teddy.15 said:
I can see you besides a grave, wow the very painting of life and death extraordinary as ever, every last line. Loved the picasso line but I love every line. Forever poetry on a par of its own. 🌹
January 19th, 2025 11:22
My Inner Inhibitions
sorenbarrett said:
Metaphor upon metaphor in this poem with great images and lines \"as cold as all who touch Piccasso\'s skin\" a great one.
January 19th, 2025 10:31
sorenbarrett said:
Metaphor upon metaphor in this poem with great images and lines \"as cold as all who touch Piccasso\'s skin\" a great one.
January 19th, 2025 10:31
Broadsword My Friend, My Gentlemen
Thomas W Case said:
Tremendous use of language and painting the scene, great work, my friend.
January 14th, 2025 18:47
Thomas W Case said:
Tremendous use of language and painting the scene, great work, my friend.
January 14th, 2025 18:47
Broadsword My Friend, My Gentlemen
sorenbarrett said:
Cryptic as always but powerfull lines. nicely written
January 14th, 2025 11:20
sorenbarrett said:
Cryptic as always but powerfull lines. nicely written
January 14th, 2025 11:20
Every Night A City Sleeps
NafisaSB said:
well this sounded anything but dull - a beautiful melding of past and present
January 14th, 2025 00:19
NafisaSB said:
well this sounded anything but dull - a beautiful melding of past and present
January 14th, 2025 00:19
Broadsword My Friend, My Gentlemen
Cassie58 said:
Sell my England for a pound - how dare they, but I believe some would and do. Greed is rife and values aren’t what they used to be. Your poem Melvin evokes dark feelings about the future and I fear for my grandchildren. Enough of me on my soap box.
Sing me to sleep
I am not here. Words I understand. When I think of my four grandparents and my parents who all had sound values, they would be shocked that past sacrifices now mean little. This poem is both passionate and powerful in its delivery and imagery. Have a better Sunday.
January 12th, 2025 02:08
Cassie58 said:
Sell my England for a pound - how dare they, but I believe some would and do. Greed is rife and values aren’t what they used to be. Your poem Melvin evokes dark feelings about the future and I fear for my grandchildren. Enough of me on my soap box.
Sing me to sleep
I am not here. Words I understand. When I think of my four grandparents and my parents who all had sound values, they would be shocked that past sacrifices now mean little. This poem is both passionate and powerful in its delivery and imagery. Have a better Sunday.
January 12th, 2025 02:08
Broadsword My Friend, My Gentlemen
sorenbarrett said:
Has the sounds of a song. The words take one on a journey through places and times. Nice
January 11th, 2025 19:12
sorenbarrett said:
Has the sounds of a song. The words take one on a journey through places and times. Nice
January 11th, 2025 19:12
Broadsword My Friend, My Gentlemen
Teddy.15 said:
Wow, with such passion and conviction you write poetry fit for a book that lasts eternal, Melvin chicken shit and greed, so powerful and so very much agreed, what a way to see my home. 🌹
January 11th, 2025 13:56
Teddy.15 said:
Wow, with such passion and conviction you write poetry fit for a book that lasts eternal, Melvin chicken shit and greed, so powerful and so very much agreed, what a way to see my home. 🌹
January 11th, 2025 13:56
A Saucer For My Combat Garb
NafisaSB said:
enjoyed the read- hope the wanderings stop, and solace is around the corner
happy 2025
January 11th, 2025 01:41
NafisaSB said:
enjoyed the read- hope the wanderings stop, and solace is around the corner
happy 2025
January 11th, 2025 01:41
Every Night A City Sleeps
Dan Williams said:
What a potent image; \"A lovers shawl of defensive chain and ball\". Then \"Lay me aside in the chorus of a dawn.\" to punctuate. Well spoken.
January 11th, 2025 01:41
Dan Williams said:
What a potent image; \"A lovers shawl of defensive chain and ball\". Then \"Lay me aside in the chorus of a dawn.\" to punctuate. Well spoken.
January 11th, 2025 01:41
Every Night A City Sleeps
Poetic Licence said:
A great piece of writing, if a bit haunting with a touch of dark, but very enjoyable to read.
January 9th, 2025 18:49
Poetic Licence said:
A great piece of writing, if a bit haunting with a touch of dark, but very enjoyable to read.
January 9th, 2025 18:49
Every Night A City Sleeps
Teddy.15 said:
Breathtaking poetry dearest Melvin. 🌹
January 9th, 2025 14:09
Teddy.15 said:
Breathtaking poetry dearest Melvin. 🌹
January 9th, 2025 14:09
Every Night A City Sleeps
sorenbarrett said:
This poem to me goes deeper than the surface of history and present of urban and open land it speaks of present day conditions of war and destruction of beginning and end. So well worded and rhymed it rings with a plea from the grave and people in misery
January 9th, 2025 11:58
sorenbarrett said:
This poem to me goes deeper than the surface of history and present of urban and open land it speaks of present day conditions of war and destruction of beginning and end. So well worded and rhymed it rings with a plea from the grave and people in misery
January 9th, 2025 11:58
Every Night A City Sleeps
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Wow, Melvin, wonderful poem. It beautifully weaves together themes of urban life and ancient history, along with personal introspection. I really loved the juxtaposition of the modern urban imagery with classical references! Brilliantly done, my friend! 🌹👏
January 9th, 2025 11:25
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Wow, Melvin, wonderful poem. It beautifully weaves together themes of urban life and ancient history, along with personal introspection. I really loved the juxtaposition of the modern urban imagery with classical references! Brilliantly done, my friend! 🌹👏
January 9th, 2025 11:25
Sometimes Too Wide The Sky
RSM0812 said:
Where heaven is only heaven knows. I really liked this line. Death is either a dreamless sleep or another consciousness. Only heaven knows.
January 5th, 2025 14:01
RSM0812 said:
Where heaven is only heaven knows. I really liked this line. Death is either a dreamless sleep or another consciousness. Only heaven knows.
January 5th, 2025 14:01
Sometimes Too Wide The Sky
Poetic Licence said:
When life is all said and done, if we can stand hand on heart and say i was true and honest to ourself and others, than that is all we can ask. A beautiful poem, that was a real pleasure to read.
January 5th, 2025 13:53
Poetic Licence said:
When life is all said and done, if we can stand hand on heart and say i was true and honest to ourself and others, than that is all we can ask. A beautiful poem, that was a real pleasure to read.
January 5th, 2025 13:53
A Saucer For My Combat Garb
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Not sure how I missed this yesterday, but it was suggested to me and I am thankful for that. A most wonderful write, Melvin.
January 5th, 2025 12:33
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Not sure how I missed this yesterday, but it was suggested to me and I am thankful for that. A most wonderful write, Melvin.
January 5th, 2025 12:33
Sometimes Too Wide The Sky
Tristan Robert Lange said:
\"all we have is all that we can teach\"
Wise words and a wise poem, my friend. Wonderfully written, Melvin! 🌹👏
January 5th, 2025 12:16
Tristan Robert Lange said:
\"all we have is all that we can teach\"
Wise words and a wise poem, my friend. Wonderfully written, Melvin! 🌹👏
January 5th, 2025 12:16
Sometimes Too Wide The Sky
Cassie58 said:
too wide the sky
too strong the wind
too cold the rain
this poem which has many beautiful lines speaks to me about weighing up situations and making sensible decisions.
be true and honest to yourself , that is the best you can do, is what comes across to this reader
the time has to be right to make changes. I like very much the references to the natural environment. Wonderful poetry Melvin.
January 5th, 2025 11:49
Cassie58 said:
too wide the sky
too strong the wind
too cold the rain
this poem which has many beautiful lines speaks to me about weighing up situations and making sensible decisions.
be true and honest to yourself , that is the best you can do, is what comes across to this reader
the time has to be right to make changes. I like very much the references to the natural environment. Wonderful poetry Melvin.
January 5th, 2025 11:49
Sometimes Too Wide The Sky
sorenbarrett said:
Cast in metaphor and symbolism is the feeling of gentleness. Very nice
January 5th, 2025 09:46
sorenbarrett said:
Cast in metaphor and symbolism is the feeling of gentleness. Very nice
January 5th, 2025 09:46
Sometimes Too Wide The Sky
Teddy.15 said:
Your poetry is outstanding ovation always, only through knowledge can we teach. Where heaven is only heaven knows, stunning and so very much appreciate that you share your soulful poetry dearest Melvin. A standing ovation my dear friend. 🌹
January 5th, 2025 09:06
Teddy.15 said:
Your poetry is outstanding ovation always, only through knowledge can we teach. Where heaven is only heaven knows, stunning and so very much appreciate that you share your soulful poetry dearest Melvin. A standing ovation my dear friend. 🌹
January 5th, 2025 09:06
A Saucer For My Combat Garb
Teddy.15 said:
Two of my Grandparents were Scottish, this is full of heart and soul dearest Melvin, I\'m totally in love with these lines...
there are none so bright as they who kiss farewell;
from the needles of a tree,
there is hogmanay in your heart I cannot see.
what chaos comes from the thunder in our eyes?
The way you get your reader to see into your poetry is a true gift my dear friend. 🌹
January 5th, 2025 05:09
Teddy.15 said:
Two of my Grandparents were Scottish, this is full of heart and soul dearest Melvin, I\'m totally in love with these lines...
there are none so bright as they who kiss farewell;
from the needles of a tree,
there is hogmanay in your heart I cannot see.
what chaos comes from the thunder in our eyes?
The way you get your reader to see into your poetry is a true gift my dear friend. 🌹
January 5th, 2025 05:09
A Saucer For My Combat Garb
arqios said:
Just the other day in conversation, someone mentioned the fact that it hadn\'t felt like the new year had started yet, like a rolodex that wouldn\'t click over. Having said that, this poem appears to be symbolising a new beginning that remains hidden from the poetic persona\'s view, adding a layer of mystery and longing to its narrative. This \'saucer\' beautifully contains the complexity of human emotions and the interplay between external landscapes and inner journeys. A true joy to read.
January 5th, 2025 05:02
arqios said:
Just the other day in conversation, someone mentioned the fact that it hadn\'t felt like the new year had started yet, like a rolodex that wouldn\'t click over. Having said that, this poem appears to be symbolising a new beginning that remains hidden from the poetic persona\'s view, adding a layer of mystery and longing to its narrative. This \'saucer\' beautifully contains the complexity of human emotions and the interplay between external landscapes and inner journeys. A true joy to read.
January 5th, 2025 05:02
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