Comments received on poems by David Wakeling



Wet lips.
Poetic Licence said:

I enjoyed this, I find something magical and mystical about the rain, I always get a sense of calm and freedom, enjoyed the read

June 30th, 2025 04:18

Wet lips.
sorenbarrett said:

A poem that evokes feelings of freedom and recognition. There is a sense of being unconventional and childlike of innocence and unity with nature and a recognition of who one is. Well done David

June 30th, 2025 03:58

There is a Kindness
Goldfinch60 said:

So very true David, there is kindness and love all over, we must let it spread to all in the world.

Andy

June 30th, 2025 00:52

There is a Kindness
Tony36 said:

Excellent write David

June 29th, 2025 12:41

There is a Kindness
Caring dove said:

That’s beautiful )) lovely writing

June 29th, 2025 08:40

There is a Kindness
arqios said:

Your poem radiates calm reassurance, gently echoing the truth that love persists even through sorrow and shadow. Its refrains feel like a benediction, carried by imagery that lifts the spirit: rainbows, smiling children, winds of joy. This is a hymn of grace, quiet and steady, offering comfort where it\'s most needed.🕊️🙏🏻

June 29th, 2025 08:10

There is a Kindness
Poetic Licence said:

A beautiful piece on the lighter side, reminder us there kindness and love out there, we just need more of it, lovely write

June 29th, 2025 07:04

There is a Kindness
sorenbarrett said:

Beautiful! It describes charity well and in its gentle warmth a feeling of peace and calm. Very nice David

June 29th, 2025 04:03

Waiting.
Tony36 said:

Excellent write David

June 28th, 2025 20:17

Waiting.
arqios said:

This beautiful poem carries the weight of disillusionment with a stark, haunting grace. It captures the ache of unanswered hope—where dreams dissolve into dust and waiting becomes a quiet kind of grief. Yet within its solemn cadence, there\'s a brave clarity: an unflinching gaze at suffering, and the courage to name it.

June 28th, 2025 05:47

Waiting.
Poetic Licence said:

A dark write drifting towards to hell, which sadly many people are currently living in everyday, through no fault of their own, nicely expressed write

June 28th, 2025 04:33

Waiting.
sorenbarrett said:

A bit discouraging and dark this poem takes one to the edge of reality and then pushes one over. Nicely written it gives a cold feeling of despair.

June 28th, 2025 03:56

Waiting.
Goldfinch60 said:

But the sun will always rise David.

Andy

June 28th, 2025 01:26

When Mrs Veil comes to the Back door.
Tony36 said:

Excellent write David

June 27th, 2025 18:39

When Mrs Veil comes to the Back door.
arqios said:

There’s a distinctly local warmth in the way the back door becomes the threshold for these spectral visits; so ordinary, so intimate. And the conversational tone never wavers, even in the face of the ineffable. It’s not overwrought. It just is. Rainy afternoons, anxious pets, old grief in familiar clothes. In its softness lies its strength. It doesn’t fight the darkness—it just keeps the kettle warm for when the sun returns. 🕊️🙏🏻

June 27th, 2025 06:47

When Mrs Veil comes to the Back door.
Poetic Licence said:

The women who brings darkness with her, like a ghost of the past refusing to let go, enjoyed the read

June 27th, 2025 06:07

When Mrs Veil comes to the Back door.
sorenbarrett said:

Mystery, haunting, foreboding all come to mind. In Mexican culture there is the Llorona (Crying lady) a woman dressed in black that has a rich folklore history . Nicely written David

June 27th, 2025 03:40

Alexandra Tatiana Elise \"Shura\" Wevill
arqios said:

How convoluted are the lives we lead. Superb write amigo🙏🏻🕊️

June 26th, 2025 07:03

Alexandra Tatiana Elise \"Shura\" Wevill
Poetic Licence said:

That\'s a write that makes you think, exploring in depth the nature of human morals, taking you on a journey from sexual desire and freedom to death and despair, nicely expressed and written

June 26th, 2025 06:08

Alexandra Tatiana Elise \"Shura\" Wevill
sorenbarrett said:

Emotionally draining a poem of passion from unbridled sexual desire, to despair, to murder and suicide matched with stone cold disengagement. A world where it becomes apparent that love, fairness and god are just human inventions, hollow words that build a elusive moral framework. Well written David

June 26th, 2025 04:50

The Sydney Opera House.
Kevin Hulme said:

Never knew all that. Thank you.

June 25th, 2025 19:39

Ugly Sue.
Tony36 said:

Excellent write David

June 25th, 2025 18:02

Ugly Sue.
Kevin Hulme said:

Wonderful Message in your Poem
I think we\'ve ll come across Teen-agers Like that. Jerks.

June 25th, 2025 16:51

Ugly Sue.
Poetic Licence said:

A very lovely write with a wonderful message, you shouldn\'t tease people especially homeless people, you have no idea the circumstances that got them there, and it could so easily be ourselves in the future, enjoyed the read

June 25th, 2025 05:23

Winter in the heart.
sorenbarrett said:

A powerful message sent in this write. Guilty set free and on the other side innocent imprisoned while victims continue to be abused. Justice is for the living. The dead no longer care. This poem is strongly emotional and leaves the reader wanting some type of resolution. Well done David

June 24th, 2025 04:19

Winter in the heart.
Poetic Licence said:

Very poignant write at the current state of affairs of this sad and frightening world, enjoyed the read

June 24th, 2025 02:57

Winter in the heart.
arqios said:

Such is the way of the world. May our days be less gruesome 🙏🏻🕊️

June 24th, 2025 02:44

Mrs Bonnie Mae Clutter.
sorenbarrett said:

Cryptic says it well, in a world where some hold onto words like faith, hope and love as life preservers on a sea in a violent storm. This poem presents the fall of night and in its darkness the lasts glimmering light of hope is extinguished as the winds of madness and waves of chaos crash over out heads. Here we scream into the storm that there is no God. Powerful, nihilistic and gut wrenching.

June 23rd, 2025 04:11

Mrs Bonnie Mae Clutter.
arqios said:

A poem, raw and unforgiving; told with blunt rhythm and ghost-heavy restraint. It doesn\'t flinch, and in that, echoes the bleakest poetry of witness. You’ve woven sorrow, mental illness, murder, faith, and fatalism into a single, jagged howl that both mourns and indicts. 🕊️🙏🏻

June 23rd, 2025 03:08

Rosa Louise McCauley Parks.
Tony36 said:

Excellent write David

June 22nd, 2025 12:54

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