Comments received on poems by David Wakeling



Rosa Louise McCauley Parks.
Poetic Licence said:

A wonderful write about an amazing woman, someone who was strong, determined, brave against all the odds, evils and people she was determined to stand up for what was right, a true compassionate human being

June 22nd, 2025 05:17

Rosa Louise McCauley Parks.
nephilim56 said:

a wonderful tribute

June 22nd, 2025 04:46

Rosa Louise McCauley Parks.
sorenbarrett said:

A beautiful tribute to a woman of courage and grit. Nicely worded in the first person to make it all the more personal. Well done David

June 22nd, 2025 03:24

I fell deep into the dark well.
Tony36 said:

Excellent write David

June 21st, 2025 17:53

I fell deep into the dark well.
Poetic Licence said:

A lovely write enjoyed the read

June 21st, 2025 04:06

I fell deep into the dark well.
sorenbarrett said:

Hell of a story and predicament concussion and broken leg, hallucinations and stuck at the bottom of a dry well. In metaphor just as bad, when the well goes dry and the muses tell you that you broke your poetic leg and will have to wait for help with one berating you for stupid things. I think that I have been there David. A fun story about a not so fun event.

June 21st, 2025 03:48

I fell deep into the dark well.
arqios said:

What an experience! I was there all along 🕊️🙏🏻

June 21st, 2025 02:44

I fell deep into the dark well.
Goldfinch60 said:

I hope the neighbour pulled you out of the well David. Good write.

Andy

June 21st, 2025 01:55

Mr Bellmeister catches the bus.
Kevin Hulme said:

Enjoyable Read and a Story with a Message. Nice one.

June 20th, 2025 18:13

Mr Bellmeister catches the bus.
Poetic Licence said:

A beautiful write, sad, touching, peaceful, he found love, job done, enjoyed the read

June 20th, 2025 07:13

Mr Bellmeister catches the bus.
arqios said:

Such a tender, solemn, and exquisitely human poem that reads like a gentle farewell wrapped in quiet ritual. There’s a bittersweet grace in Albert’s final journey: the white shirt, the boiled egg, the polished shoes. Each detail feels sacred, part of a personal liturgy as he prepares for his last ride. The name Destiny Street almost feels too perfect, like the world itself is giving him permission to let go. And then, the note. It’s the quiet heart of it all; his love for Christine, unspoken yet unwavering, like a prayer whispered too late but still heard. That line: “if a man can say he found Love he can stand tall,” might just be the most quietly powerful summation of a life lived with valuable depth. 🙏🏻🕊️

June 20th, 2025 05:56

Mr Bellmeister catches the bus.
sorenbarrett said:

A sad poem to some but I don\'t see it that way. In his own statement he said that (if a man can say the he found love he can stand tall) At his age he had found what gave purpose to his life and goal accomplished he could go in peace. I found this a peaceful poem of parting. Written in good rhyme I found it poignant that it departed from this rhyme scheme at the end in a typical sonnet fashion from an abab scheme to the aa sonnet like ending. Nicely done David

June 20th, 2025 04:26

Mr Bellmeister catches the bus.
Norman Flagtea said:

Wonderful! A life in a nutshell with all it\'s sadness, love and courage. Deeply humane!

June 20th, 2025 03:27

The kindness of the lady.
Tony36 said:

Excellent write David

June 19th, 2025 16:38

The kindness of the lady.
Poetic Licence said:

Your writing really has a lovely flow to it, it carries you a long the ride of the read, and as this write is they are always enjoyable.

June 19th, 2025 06:00

The kindness of the lady.
sorenbarrett said:

This poem leaves the feeling of a rainy day. Its reading is mesmerizing and hypnotic leaving the reader entranced by its end. Nicely written David

June 19th, 2025 04:10

Mrs Gladys Allsopp-Jones goes to the Beach.
Tony36 said:

Excellent write David

June 18th, 2025 18:45

Mrs Gladys Allsopp-Jones goes to the Beach.
arqios said:

Could encapsulate almost every expedition to the beach 🏖 there’s just something grand and different about ‘parading’ oneself for all to witness as well as an air of mystery or the leisurely use of one’s ’spare’ time. 🙏🏻🕊

June 18th, 2025 06:25

Mrs Gladys Allsopp-Jones goes to the Beach.
Poetic Licence said:

To some appearances to others are more important to them then just being honest to themselves and others, enjoyed the read

June 18th, 2025 04:21

Mrs Gladys Allsopp-Jones goes to the Beach.
sorenbarrett said:

David I read metaphor in this poem of one that would go look but not do. Of one that pretended to enjoy but did not where appearances were more important than being who one is. When the poem said that she would not swim I thought that the ending would be her taken in a tsunami or rogue wave. Well that was my twisted mind. Nicely done David

June 18th, 2025 03:16

Mrs Gladys Allsopp-Jones goes to the Beach.
Goldfinch60 said:

Sitting on the beach can be so life assuring David.

Andy

June 18th, 2025 02:21

The Sydney Opera House.
Tony36 said:

Excellent write David

June 17th, 2025 19:17

The Sydney Opera House.
Poetic Licence said:

I enjoyed the read for the educational aspect not the nature of what and why it was built, I do not know why across the world we still treat indigenous people so bad, there is so much we can learn from them and their cultures and history, interesting write

June 17th, 2025 05:14

The Sydney Opera House.
sorenbarrett said:

Another sad story of the past. So many forgotten or unknown. Disregard for the past leave disrespect for what should be honored but is buried under the dust of the past. Nicely done

June 17th, 2025 04:05

The Sydney Opera House.
arqios said:

Dear old Bennelong, life for him was not that long. When I was first made aware of him there was a clothing fame called Benetton.. united colours was their song. Keep \'em coming amigo🙏🏻🕊️

June 17th, 2025 00:08

The Narrowing.
arqios said:

I am truly feeling this shift—the weight of time, the bittersweet pull of memory— that our journey, our moments, have mattered. And even as things narrow, as choices become fewer, as light softens, there\'s still depth, still warmth, still a place for laughter and love. We are moving forward, carrying all that shaped us. And there is still light left. Beaute🕊️🙏🏻

June 16th, 2025 20:24

The Narrowing.
Tony36 said:

Excellent write David

June 16th, 2025 09:24

The Narrowing.
Poetic Licence said:

A very vivid and intricate way of looking back over one\'s life, reminiscing of the good and the bad, some wonderful lines, enjoyed the read

June 16th, 2025 04:46

The Narrowing.
sorenbarrett said:

Wonderful reflections in this poem of looking back over life. There is vivid imagery and splendid metaphor in this piece that take the reader back over their own life and cast a wistful sense of nostalgia. Very nicely done David

June 16th, 2025 03:46

Foretelling the future with a crystal ball 
arqios said:

It is a truly heavy burden to bear. 🙏🏻🕊️

June 15th, 2025 04:07

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