Comments received on poems by David Wakeling



Ah Sleep
orchidee said:

Good write D.

November 22nd, 2024 03:40

The Seagulls over Rose Bay don’t like Wine.
Goldfinch60 said:

Wonderful moving words David.

Andy

November 22nd, 2024 02:20

The Seagulls over Rose Bay don’t like Wine.
Cassie58 said:

Until next year my love. I think that is the translation. An anniversary picnic. I found this sad. I felt the grief here. For a loved one to disappear without trace, grief beyond measure. Yet there is something so menacing about seagulls. Thanks for posting David. I enjoyed the read.

November 21st, 2024 13:29

The Seagulls over Rose Bay don’t like Wine.
Tony36 said:

Excellent

November 21st, 2024 10:55

The Seagulls over Rose Bay don’t like Wine.
arqios said:

Yeah, they’d much prefer them greasy chips with chicken salt!

November 21st, 2024 05:50

The Seagulls over Rose Bay don’t like Wine.
sorenbarrett said:

Feelings of loss, a yearning for what once was. All this and yet I sense a deeper metaphor into that by the salmon, cheese and wine, and how they were accepted by the birds nicely written.

November 21st, 2024 04:26

The House of Tears.
NafisaSB said:

what a beautiful and poignant scene you have created
Well done

November 21st, 2024 02:35

Sometimes it rains at night.
NafisaSB said:

there are some who still prefer the darkness, but your poem shines like a bright beacon egging them on to enjoy the bright daylight and all it represents
great poem

November 21st, 2024 02:28

Sometimes it rains at night.
Goldfinch60 said:

Fine words David but the beauty of the night shows such wonder to me especially sitting outside in the summer nights with a glass of something tasteful by my side.

Andy

November 21st, 2024 02:02

Sometimes it rains at night.
orchidee said:

Good write David.

November 20th, 2024 12:36

Sometimes it rains at night.
Tony36 said:

Beautiful

November 20th, 2024 08:18

Sometimes it rains at night.
arqios said:

Funny you’d say that. It was raining all last night and the mercury dropped you’d think it would slip backward to winter! We did the laundry with the damp, overcast sky - the laundry liquid is Waratah scented as well. Pretty confused climates youda thort we were in Melbourne.

November 20th, 2024 05:44

Sometimes it rains at night.
sorenbarrett said:

A beautiful expression of the dichotomy between day and night stated. I love the line. God ran out of ideas. And also- Cover up the darkness with something even darker. Beautifully stated

November 20th, 2024 05:34

The Rain Over Kiama.
Goldfinch60 said:

May that serenity be forever with us all David.

Andy

November 20th, 2024 02:05

The Rain Over Kiama.
Tony36 said:

Great write

November 19th, 2024 08:11

The Rain Over Kiama.
sorenbarrett said:

This poem leaves me with the feeling of Steinbeck, Hemingway, and Joseph Conrad. It is highly literary and set the scene with imitate that is wondrous and beautiful. A masterful work.

November 19th, 2024 04:13

The Rain Over Kiama.
arqios said:

How’s the Kiama blowhole these day! So tucked away you’d miss it at the next street. Used to love driving to Geroa and Gerringong. The cemetery by the cliff has an amazing vantage point- in a storm as well!

November 19th, 2024 04:07

The dark days
NafisaSB said:

i wonder sometimes too - where we have come from, and where we are headed
great write

November 18th, 2024 09:03

The kindness of the lady.
sorenbarrett said:

Such beautiful words in a haunting poem, the warns of the pain life gives out. Classically worded it itself, calls out from the far beyond. Wonderfully written.

November 18th, 2024 05:46

The kindness of the lady.
Goldfinch60 said:

Beautiful words David.

Andy

November 18th, 2024 02:48

We are nearly home, my angel, we are nearly home.
Goldfinch60 said:

Just keep smiling David, all is well.

Andy

November 18th, 2024 02:15

We are nearly home, my angel, we are nearly home.
𓆩Mase𓆪 said:

Beautiful write!

November 17th, 2024 13:24

We are nearly home, my angel, we are nearly home.
Cassie58 said:

Reminds me of my Dad. I suffered terrible nightmares as a small child and I would scream out for him. He was always there. He was there for me right up till the day he died. This is a beautifully composed poem. Speaks to me of fatherly love and protection. Much enjoyed David. Thank you for posting.

November 17th, 2024 11:49

We are nearly home, my angel, we are nearly home.
sorenbarrett said:

A type of short saga that speaks to the heart of anyone that has had children and in this metaphor may be speaking to one\'s own inner child.

November 17th, 2024 05:34

The Little Girl who learned to love Lightening.
sorenbarrett said:

Always loved the lightning, the closer the better. A fun story about bravery.

November 16th, 2024 15:25

Mrs Karminski’s Ornaments.
Goldfinch60 said:

Wonderful story David.

Andy

November 16th, 2024 02:46

Mrs Karminski’s Ornaments.
sorenbarrett said:

Interesting method of tying together of several unrelated events through items on a shelf. This poem has become a tapestry

November 15th, 2024 21:46

Deirdre
sorenbarrett said:

Touching and written with such soft reverence. It rings with humanity and the truth of relationships that are what they are

November 15th, 2024 05:33

Deirdre
Goldfinch60 said:

Fine emotive words David.

Andy

November 15th, 2024 02:54

Deirdre
Bobby O said:

Mr Wakeling , I really liked everything about this. I didn’t expect the end but the content held my attention such that yiu were kind of thinking for me. How perfect is that cuz what better way to deliver a heartfelt ending.

November 15th, 2024 02:19

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