Comments received on poems by David Wakeling
Jock\'s journey
Poetic Licence said:
A great write with humour , you can just see them having that conversation, really enjoyed it.
February 12th, 2025 05:57
Poetic Licence said:
A great write with humour , you can just see them having that conversation, really enjoyed it.
February 12th, 2025 05:57
Jock\'s journey
arqios said:
Tis true, tis true! Truth without beauty is not quite palatable 🙏🏻🕊
February 12th, 2025 05:36
arqios said:
Tis true, tis true! Truth without beauty is not quite palatable 🙏🏻🕊
February 12th, 2025 05:36
Jock\'s journey
sorenbarrett said:
Feels right down home. Another great story with a philisophical moral. I do think beauty lasts longer than truth. A great read that was fun and mind provoking at the same time.
February 12th, 2025 04:31
sorenbarrett said:
Feels right down home. Another great story with a philisophical moral. I do think beauty lasts longer than truth. A great read that was fun and mind provoking at the same time.
February 12th, 2025 04:31
Jock\'s journey
teardrop said:
Awesome write! I truly enjoyed reading this an d as you know, I am a huge animal fan especially dogs. In y mind I was actuaslly picturiing the man driving in his rig, takling to hound dog, Blue. Love it!
February 12th, 2025 01:38
teardrop said:
Awesome write! I truly enjoyed reading this an d as you know, I am a huge animal fan especially dogs. In y mind I was actuaslly picturiing the man driving in his rig, takling to hound dog, Blue. Love it!
February 12th, 2025 01:38
My Father\'s last words.
Poetic Licence said:
I just found this a very emotional and sad read, and made me look back. Wonderful write
February 11th, 2025 08:29
Poetic Licence said:
I just found this a very emotional and sad read, and made me look back. Wonderful write
February 11th, 2025 08:29
My Father\'s last words.
arqios said:
Oh my ... with my father-in-law it was coffee.. when his systems were shutting down he requested for coffee but he could no longer swallow so we made him a cup the way he wanted and the smell of it made his eyes sparkle... the nurse helped and we used a coffee-soaked sponge to touch his tongue with and tears began to roll down the corners of his eyes and he was smiling brightly... he passed away on the 14 of Feb, that will be 9 years to the day this year. What timing your posting has! Of all things as well, my dad\'s last words to me were: \"I love you. Talk to you again, soon...\" April 3, 2022.
February 11th, 2025 05:47
arqios said:
Oh my ... with my father-in-law it was coffee.. when his systems were shutting down he requested for coffee but he could no longer swallow so we made him a cup the way he wanted and the smell of it made his eyes sparkle... the nurse helped and we used a coffee-soaked sponge to touch his tongue with and tears began to roll down the corners of his eyes and he was smiling brightly... he passed away on the 14 of Feb, that will be 9 years to the day this year. What timing your posting has! Of all things as well, my dad\'s last words to me were: \"I love you. Talk to you again, soon...\" April 3, 2022.
February 11th, 2025 05:47
My Father\'s last words.
sorenbarrett said:
Crueler to let someone in than to lock them out. What a great line and so well timed in this poetic story. Loved it
February 11th, 2025 04:39
sorenbarrett said:
Crueler to let someone in than to lock them out. What a great line and so well timed in this poetic story. Loved it
February 11th, 2025 04:39
My Father\'s last words.
Neville said:
incredible ink .. I don\'t mind admitting this made me reflect and think so deep, I near lost myself momentarily .. and furthermore, I shed a tear and truly .. Neville
February 11th, 2025 03:15
Neville said:
incredible ink .. I don\'t mind admitting this made me reflect and think so deep, I near lost myself momentarily .. and furthermore, I shed a tear and truly .. Neville
February 11th, 2025 03:15
My Father\'s last words.
2781 said:
Cancer took my mother, pancreatic, spread to her liver, and stomach, and God know where else.
I remember visiting her the day before she went into what appeared a coma.
She had about a dozen visitors in her room, she was propped in in be, smiling away, with everyone else in tears. I didn\'t hang around, she was doing a good job.
The next three days, nothing.
I think they were giving her 5mg of morphine, but I doubt she needed it.
I was visiting her on the third night, and she woke up. She hadn\'t drunk anything for three days. There was nothing there to give her, the hospital had removed everything, expecting her to die. The only thing left was an empty ornamental bucket,, that came with some flowers, flowers were gone.
She somehow got hold of this cup size bucket, and in a desperately heartbreaking moment, with both hands clutching this thing, put it to her mouth, hoping to drink.
I broke down. Then she said in a loud, husky voice, \"what are you crying for son?\"
I said, mum, I can\'t stand the thought of you starving.
She said,\"Starving! I am not starving. I am full of love.
True story. Last words she spoke to me. No one can tell me there isn\'t a God.
February 11th, 2025 02:23
2781 said:
Cancer took my mother, pancreatic, spread to her liver, and stomach, and God know where else.
I remember visiting her the day before she went into what appeared a coma.
She had about a dozen visitors in her room, she was propped in in be, smiling away, with everyone else in tears. I didn\'t hang around, she was doing a good job.
The next three days, nothing.
I think they were giving her 5mg of morphine, but I doubt she needed it.
I was visiting her on the third night, and she woke up. She hadn\'t drunk anything for three days. There was nothing there to give her, the hospital had removed everything, expecting her to die. The only thing left was an empty ornamental bucket,, that came with some flowers, flowers were gone.
She somehow got hold of this cup size bucket, and in a desperately heartbreaking moment, with both hands clutching this thing, put it to her mouth, hoping to drink.
I broke down. Then she said in a loud, husky voice, \"what are you crying for son?\"
I said, mum, I can\'t stand the thought of you starving.
She said,\"Starving! I am not starving. I am full of love.
True story. Last words she spoke to me. No one can tell me there isn\'t a God.
February 11th, 2025 02:23
Fear and Pain
RSM0812 said:
Good read. Great message. Always prepare for the worst but expect the best.
February 10th, 2025 09:16
RSM0812 said:
Good read. Great message. Always prepare for the worst but expect the best.
February 10th, 2025 09:16
The Slow Train to Wellington.
sorenbarrett said:
Twisted takes indeed and reality is often stranger than fiction. So many that we don\'t know and will never know. This one written with great care so that the reveal comes at the very end and is irreversible just as the story within the story is. So well written that the set up itself is interesting enough to carry the reader unsuspectingly to the end. Bravo and well deserves a fave. Truly enjoyable
February 10th, 2025 04:03
sorenbarrett said:
Twisted takes indeed and reality is often stranger than fiction. So many that we don\'t know and will never know. This one written with great care so that the reveal comes at the very end and is irreversible just as the story within the story is. So well written that the set up itself is interesting enough to carry the reader unsuspectingly to the end. Bravo and well deserves a fave. Truly enjoyable
February 10th, 2025 04:03
The Slow Train to Wellington.
Poetic Licence said:
A very interesting and enjoyable read.
February 10th, 2025 03:58
Poetic Licence said:
A very interesting and enjoyable read.
February 10th, 2025 03:58
My stupid Mum.
teardrop said:
Awwww, you love your mum....great write and enjoyable read for sure!
February 10th, 2025 03:27
teardrop said:
Awwww, you love your mum....great write and enjoyable read for sure!
February 10th, 2025 03:27
The Slow Train to Wellington.
Goldfinch60 said:
What an amazing story David,.
Andy
February 10th, 2025 03:23
Goldfinch60 said:
What an amazing story David,.
Andy
February 10th, 2025 03:23
The Slow Train to Wellington.
arqios said:
The drama in an otherwise ordinary day. Blacktown has changed a lot since. But the feel of the West, past the inner city limits still has an almost eerie kind of feel. Perhaps it’s a personal thing with me, but that feeling crept in while reading this. 🙏🏻🕊
February 10th, 2025 03:05
arqios said:
The drama in an otherwise ordinary day. Blacktown has changed a lot since. But the feel of the West, past the inner city limits still has an almost eerie kind of feel. Perhaps it’s a personal thing with me, but that feeling crept in while reading this. 🙏🏻🕊
February 10th, 2025 03:05
Fear and Pain
Dan Williams said:
Pretty grim, but reconciled at the end. Nice write.
February 10th, 2025 01:31
Dan Williams said:
Pretty grim, but reconciled at the end. Nice write.
February 10th, 2025 01:31
Fear and Pain
teardrop said:
Love your metaphors, love the feelings you put into this write. Sometimes writting your sadness and fears into words become a release so you can move on. Kind of like a release. I truly enjoyed this read and keep writting from your heart. I do. Good write
February 9th, 2025 05:06
teardrop said:
Love your metaphors, love the feelings you put into this write. Sometimes writting your sadness and fears into words become a release so you can move on. Kind of like a release. I truly enjoyed this read and keep writting from your heart. I do. Good write
February 9th, 2025 05:06
Fear and Pain
sorenbarrett said:
I love the contrast between the first and last stanza, constant fear and fear not. I have lived in the first stanza and now live in the last. A wonderful write
February 9th, 2025 04:57
sorenbarrett said:
I love the contrast between the first and last stanza, constant fear and fear not. I have lived in the first stanza and now live in the last. A wonderful write
February 9th, 2025 04:57
Fear and Pain
arqios said:
Now this one just has glowing semaphores toward the Like/Fave button for some reason which I am sure will dawn upon my articulative faculties in its season. 🙏🏻🕊️
February 9th, 2025 03:58
arqios said:
Now this one just has glowing semaphores toward the Like/Fave button for some reason which I am sure will dawn upon my articulative faculties in its season. 🙏🏻🕊️
February 9th, 2025 03:58
Fear and Pain
Cassie58 said:
A sad poem. There can be fear and pain outside the window, but there can also be sunlight, contentment and warmth. Have a good Sunday David.
February 9th, 2025 03:24
Cassie58 said:
A sad poem. There can be fear and pain outside the window, but there can also be sunlight, contentment and warmth. Have a good Sunday David.
February 9th, 2025 03:24
Fear and Pain
Goldfinch60 said:
Every day I get up I know it is going to be a good day David.
Andy
February 9th, 2025 02:28
Goldfinch60 said:
Every day I get up I know it is going to be a good day David.
Andy
February 9th, 2025 02:28
The Rainbow Trains.
Poetic Licence said:
All the choices we have and have to make on our journey, but the one thing we cannot change is death. A cleverly crafted and well written piece, really enjoyed
February 8th, 2025 08:05
Poetic Licence said:
All the choices we have and have to make on our journey, but the one thing we cannot change is death. A cleverly crafted and well written piece, really enjoyed
February 8th, 2025 08:05
The Rainbow Trains.
arqios said:
Oh my… as it progressed it got more intricate and metaphorical. You wield a mighty quill! 🙏🏻🕊
February 8th, 2025 05:40
arqios said:
Oh my… as it progressed it got more intricate and metaphorical. You wield a mighty quill! 🙏🏻🕊
February 8th, 2025 05:40
The Rainbow Trains.
sorenbarrett said:
A rrainbow of trains and choices to make but from the last train their is no choice. Nice David ebjoyed it
February 8th, 2025 04:21
sorenbarrett said:
A rrainbow of trains and choices to make but from the last train their is no choice. Nice David ebjoyed it
February 8th, 2025 04:21
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