ink on the Savannah
Goldfinch60 said:

Those words can bring so many thoughts Rik.

Andy

November 28th, 2025 01:57

ink on the Savannah
Doggerel Dave said:

\"scarfing fragments into chorus
more than jotted lines on a page.\"

Undeniably it takes words stuck together in juxtaposition upon a page to create something. The question is what? Here your hyena and meercat stanzas crack it. Would that all jotted lines on a MPS page did the same.

November 27th, 2025 17:46

ink on the Savannah
Friendship said:

The poem revolves around the duality of nature, specifically the tension between menace and playfulness. The subject matter explores the contrasting behaviors of animals (the hyena and the meerkat) as metaphors for different aspects of life and creativity. The poem suggests that within the chaos of existence, there is a dance between danger and joy, fear and curiosity, emphasizing that these elements coexist and even enrich one another.

November 27th, 2025 08:39

ink on the Savannah
sorenbarrett said:

My mind wanders through the grass. Hyena it seems to laugh but fierce and powerful. A scavenger stealing bits and pieces of other\'s kills. Poems carcasses pillaged. Care must be taken for savage critics lie in the shadows ready to reclaim what has been taken. Now a meerkat the poet raises his timid head to assess the threat before descending to safety. Pieces of carrion joined, eaten, becoming new cells and life in the circle of a poem. A lovely metaphorical write and a fave

November 27th, 2025 06:26

forever keep silent
Goldfinch60 said:

That silence in our life can be such a powerful and life saving place to be Rik.

Andy

November 27th, 2025 02:22

forever keep silent
orchidee said:

BOO!! I did not keep silent. lol. \'Oh, go back to sleep,\' says Fido to me. \'Why did you wake up and shatter the silence?\' lol.

November 26th, 2025 16:05

forever keep silent
Tristan Robert Lange said:

My friend, this reads like memory carved into stone… restrained, brutal, beautifully controlled. The quiet becomes its own story. Well done! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

November 26th, 2025 11:29

forever keep silent
sorenbarrett said:

Well Cryptic this one is cryptic. The feeling is there but not the substance. It lies concealed in that chamber condemned to life long silence. You are right there is no cypher for this, to put words to dreams and their feelings. Dreams that appear clear hold symbols of fear and mystery not coded in waking words. There is a haunted feeling to this poem that speaks out of the dark in unintelligible mumbles never revealing the monster in the cell. A lovely write my friend a fave

November 26th, 2025 06:12

river’s ardent flame
Tristan Robert Lange said:

Rik, the way you let memory flicker through Argand flame… the way the bridge breathes with every crossing… it all feels alive and tender at once. This poem moves like something cherished. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

November 25th, 2025 23:20

river’s ardent flame
sorenbarrett said:



November 25th, 2025 08:42

self-deprecation
Goldfinch60 said:

Smoked back bacon please Rik with fried eggs, pork sausage, fried bread ad black pudding please.

Andy

November 25th, 2025 02:51

self-deprecation
Kevin Hulme said:

Made me Squeal . A bit Rash I thought. A Poem that Hogs the Limelight etc etc.
A good Write.

November 24th, 2025 11:39

self-deprecation
sorenbarrett said:

Wow!!! The butcher\'s knife plunges deep in this poetic metaphor. A poetic cut that requires self examination to see if the ham is not one\'s own. I see reflections in the window where it is hung and have to ask if they are a mirage or meat cut to the bone. So many scraps I reflect on and whether they should be made sausage or thrown to the dogs. In fine I see why Jews and Muslims do not eat pork but then Hindus do not eat beef. A powerful poem that leaves one thinking fish and foul are the way to go. A fave my friend




November 24th, 2025 05:20

tu me manques (what Fox says)
NinjaGirl said:

I adore the phrase \"tu me manques,\" it translates directly to \"you are missing from me.\" Your poem is such a beautiful description!

November 23rd, 2025 19:01

tu me manques (what Fox says)
Bella Shepard said:

The fox and the lantern, dimly illuminating a spot in the darkness, seems to encompass the search for an undying love, one who is sorely missed. This poem is so beautifully written, especially the 5th stanza which is exquisite, the emotion palpable. Incredible!

November 23rd, 2025 11:27