Comments received on poems by David Wakeling



The Pearl Necklace.
Soman Ragavan said:

Your story telling is mind-blogging and dramatic. This is dramatic poetry... The last two lines must have been from the Lord. There is a saying : in your sleep or dream if some spirit-like thing asks you to follow it, never do so. When my Dad was terminally ill, he said to me once : \"I am going to paradise. Want to come with me ?...\" \"No,\" I said : \"You go alone !...\" Although I was looking after him, I was not in a hurry for that fictitious paradise trip. Soman Ragavan. 26 August, 2023.

August 26th, 2023 01:09

The Flight of the Bird boy.
David Wakeling said:

Yes I used to be.I had my wings clipped though

August 25th, 2023 17:20

The Flight of the Bird boy.
orchidee said:

Ahh good, a real Birdman! :)

August 25th, 2023 04:10

Lily’s Lament
Goldfinch60 said:

Very wonderful lovelorn words David.

Andy

August 25th, 2023 02:22

Lily’s Lament
Pop64 said:

I\'m a fan of stories told by the elderly, as they contain not only emotion but a clarity that makes one re-live, through their words, just as with this read. Very well written!

August 24th, 2023 13:35

Lily’s Lament
Bobby O said:

Love that story. It truly was love.

August 24th, 2023 07:00

Dancing with Death.
David Wakeling said:

Indeed I have wonderful memories.Thanks for reading

August 24th, 2023 02:40

Dancing with Death.
Goldfinch60 said:

Just dance with love for what they left you in your memories David.

Andy

August 24th, 2023 00:58

Dad and the creaky window.
David Wakeling said:

Thank you for your inspired comments.I\'m not sure he liked Milton.I\'m not sure I like Milton either.I think it was just the fact that I was reading to him towards the end that was a comfort.I like to think so anyway.Thanks again

August 22nd, 2023 16:43

Dad and the creaky window.
Soman Ragavan said:

My comments on the poem \"Dad and the creaky window” by David Wakeling
Your mother had passed away. Your father was living with the memories in the house. The rattling window made an unnerving sound. He would call out “in fright.” With the passage of our close ones, some fear sets in from the increased solitude or emptiness. You read Milton to him; Milton was a tragic poet. Milton wrote “Paradise Lost” and “Paradise Regained.” Upon hearing Milton being read to him, he seemed at peace. You comforted him in his last moments.“ “I am ready to just fly” : he had premonitions that the end was near. “I always loved the taste of apple pie.” “LOVED” is in the past tense. It could have been said in the present tense…
“Looks like a good night to fly.”
– One reddit user’s great Uncle (Gillybilly) (Was in the airforce in World War 2)
https://blog.funeralone.com/grief-and-healing/memorable-last-words/

“I am ready to just fly…”
Soman Ragavan. 22 August, 2023. //
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August 22nd, 2023 07:12

Love is hard work
Sunsetmet said:

I could relate to this both of my parents got Alzheimer\'s so sad I understand have a good day

August 21st, 2023 07:46

Love is hard work
Bobby O said:

I guess it is. I tried to imagine that she didn’t show him that dedication and came to think that may have subtracted from her life, in the way she felt about herself? So maybe, in addition to that hard work the love she gave also served to complete her.

August 21st, 2023 02:04

Love is hard work
Goldfinch60 said:

Such understandable words. My wife suffered and died from dementia and when she passed it it was a release for both of us. I never stopped loving her though but if anyone says they know about dementia and haven\'t been with somebody 24/7 for many years they just haven\'t got a f*****g clue about it.

Andy

August 21st, 2023 01:28

Love is hard work
Soman Ragavan said:

My comments on the poem \"Love is hard work” by David Wakeling
I do understand this poem. I went through it myself. I looked after my Dad for many years but only got ingratitude in return. I would get up a few times at night to go and check on him at his house on the premises. It was very tiring and tough. Please see my poem “Full circle.” Later I will post the poem “Of ashes and waves” about his cremation. (This poem already appears on “allpoetry.com”).
Soman Ragavan. 21 August, 2023. //


August 21st, 2023 01:09

When Miss Veil comes to the Back Door.
David Wakeling said:

I\'ve found the way to handle depression .It is a handful of brazil nuts.Apparently they have Selenium in them and it improves moods and tiredness.Dont worry the cats no how to break into the cupboard.Thanks for reading mi amigo

August 20th, 2023 17:56

When Miss Veil comes to the Back Door.
Bobby O said:

Wow! An eerie symbolic figure visits as pets flail w erratic pattern a breeze causes you to starve them with the downpour intensity and I think all that could be inveigled but wait, that tapping and an inexplicable void in space time is a major freakin dealbreaker. That famous last line in that iconic Kipling poem comes to mind. SALUD’

August 20th, 2023 01:35

The Lighthouse Watchkeep and the White Witches of Kiama.
David Wakeling said:

Thank you again.Your comments are much appreciated

August 19th, 2023 18:52

The Lion and The Lily.
David Wakeling said:

Yes indeed.Thanks so much for reading

August 19th, 2023 18:50

The Lighthouse Watchkeep and the White Witches of Kiama.
Soman Ragavan said:

My second batch of comments on the poem \"The lighthouse watch keep and the white witches of Kiama” by David Wakeling.
Notice the conditions in which the keeper worked :
“a dark spiritual place,” “rickety ladder,” “sanctuary of shadows,” “But Thomas was tired,” “His old legs strained and shook as he climbed slowly, from floor to floor,” “He wiped the sweat from his brow and dreamed of the old days of peace,” “he wished for nothing more than a quiet night,” “Thomas wiped his eyes,” “Although the mist and fog of disappointment had closed his eyes,” “The gentleness of the green-blue sea was a welcome haven,” “Thomas went back to his lonely ways,” “Defeated by a place where joy is brief and misery stays.”
In the old days the man was utterly alone in the maddening conditions of solitude and emptiness. The lighthouse was a jail. Now he has been saved by the Internet and mobile phones : he can call for help, he gets distraction, he can talk to people by phone, he knows he is not entirely alone.
From my poem : \"A dog’s life” :

”Poor dog, all these years of deprivations,
All these years of suffering and restrictions
Bravely hath thou borne with a cheerful face :
Hath thou receiv\'d in this life any solace ?

This poem by David Wakeling is an ode to the life of the lighthouse keeper, and, as befits poets, they will sing the glory of such workers. So, to Thomas we say : “Thank you, friend, for all your sacrifices. You have been immortalized in poetry. The lighthouse itself might disappear one day; poetry will not.” Soman Ragavan. 19 August, 2023. //
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August 19th, 2023 08:06

The Lion and The Lily.
Bobby O said:

To the trapping and the lure. Not only was Rach “spot” hit , they were glamorously treated and the Lion in his mind has overcome but Lily had the brightest shine , a major impact, and then done

August 19th, 2023 01:33

The Lighthouse Watchkeep and the White Witches of Kiama.
David Wakeling said:

What a remarkable commentary. I thank you for taking the time to say so much about my humble poem.I certainly appreciated the effort.

August 19th, 2023 00:22

The Lighthouse Watchkeep and the White Witches of Kiama.
Soman Ragavan said:

My comments on the poem \"The lighthouse watch keep and the white witches of Kiama” by David Wakeling.
A lighthouse keeper’s job is a very lonesome one. He spends whole nights alone, with no one to talk to, no one to see. He just watches over the endless sea. While the forces of the sea and the winds try to kill off people on the sea, the keeper tries to warn them against dangers. The loneliness ends up taking its toll. The man saw reflections in the windows. The “raging storms” would make the life all the worse for him, for they would worsen the feelings of loneliness and helplessness. From the harassing mental situation, it is natural that he should be seeing and hearing things.
“Thomas wiped his eyes” : the poor soul was crying. “the lonely ghost had vanished” : there seemed to be ghosts in the place. His mind shifted from a horrifying place to one of heavenly peace. “the fog of disappointment” : obviously one could fall to disappointment in such working conditions.
It was ironical that he should save the mariners from the dangers of the sea (shipwrecks) when these very people might turn out to be killers. The sea returned to a calm, welcoming sight : “a welcome haven.”
“He was far from the disturbing and terrible world of men.” On one hand he resented the cruelties of men, and on the other hand the lighthouse provided him with a refuge from such a life.
A lighthouse keeper’s job is a very lonely one. And loneliness can wreak havoc with your mind. Fortunately, today there is the Internet and mobile phones. Lonely workers can keep in touch and get some distraction. Soman Ragavan. 19 August, 2023. //
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August 18th, 2023 23:03

The Long Walk to the Bath.
Garth Rakumakoe said:

Wow... A glorious display of poetic acumen here, delivered in a series of graphic revelations... - I admire this, definitely a fave!

August 18th, 2023 09:13

The Hand.
David Wakeling said:

Thanks for your wonderful comment.Much appreciated

August 17th, 2023 20:20

The Hand.
Bobby O said:

I like it. I took it ad a metaphor for Free Will.

August 17th, 2023 20:12

The Long Walk to the Bath.
David Wakeling said:

Yes I wrote this a while ago.A different time.Thanks for your concern

August 16th, 2023 03:19

The Long Walk to the Bath.
Goldfinch60 said:

Very emotive words, I hope all is OK.

Andy

August 16th, 2023 01:44

Javelin.
David Wakeling said:

Thanks for reading.

August 14th, 2023 16:50

Javelin.
Bobby O said:

The first two stanza ‘s rlude me.

August 14th, 2023 05:05

I shall be..
David Wakeling said:

Thank you so much.

August 12th, 2023 06:11



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