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L. B. Mek said:
\'The evil done inside and by France
is worth a pause.\'
as-ever - your writing, at its core
is so innately sincere and humble..
(I just hope your audience
is as well read as you
so they can better appreciate the nuances
in your poetic wordplay)
viva la France! lol
humanity, is grateful
for the legacy of the Celtic, Gauls
great, abhorrent or absurd
July 14th, 2022 00:54
L. B. Mek said:
\'The evil done inside and by France
is worth a pause.\'
as-ever - your writing, at its core
is so innately sincere and humble..
(I just hope your audience
is as well read as you
so they can better appreciate the nuances
in your poetic wordplay)
viva la France! lol
humanity, is grateful
for the legacy of the Celtic, Gauls
great, abhorrent or absurd
July 14th, 2022 00:54
Hail Mary
L. B. Mek said:
still, while the sun shines
we have windows of relief
from all the stresses of life
should we but choose
to take a minute and commune
with that soothing
and abundant, gift of replenishing
Nature..
stay Strong, dear poet
\'don\'t let the bleak
be
all, that you choose
to see\'
July 12th, 2022 02:58
L. B. Mek said:
still, while the sun shines
we have windows of relief
from all the stresses of life
should we but choose
to take a minute and commune
with that soothing
and abundant, gift of replenishing
Nature..
stay Strong, dear poet
\'don\'t let the bleak
be
all, that you choose
to see\'
July 12th, 2022 02:58
Alex
L. B. Mek said:
yeah, I too have a graveyard
of cherished friendships
I mourn over, dear Poet..
(all we can do
is treasure the beautiful memories
they gifted us
fight away, the pain and hurt
that fuel our regrets
and blame, accounts
just
try to squeeze, what goodness
we can, out of life\'s shattered
dreams and connections
look up, and wish them a \'hey\'
for \'old times\' sake\', and hope
those winds of change, will
deliver
our well wishes and yearning
feelings..
as sincere, as those tears
we refuse to let drip)
another brilliantly relatable read, thank you!
June 28th, 2022 03:06
L. B. Mek said:
yeah, I too have a graveyard
of cherished friendships
I mourn over, dear Poet..
(all we can do
is treasure the beautiful memories
they gifted us
fight away, the pain and hurt
that fuel our regrets
and blame, accounts
just
try to squeeze, what goodness
we can, out of life\'s shattered
dreams and connections
look up, and wish them a \'hey\'
for \'old times\' sake\', and hope
those winds of change, will
deliver
our well wishes and yearning
feelings..
as sincere, as those tears
we refuse to let drip)
another brilliantly relatable read, thank you!
June 28th, 2022 03:06
Hypnos
L. B. Mek said:
memorable imagery and really like
the fit, of your title
thanks for sharing, dear poet(s)
June 21st, 2022 03:52
L. B. Mek said:
memorable imagery and really like
the fit, of your title
thanks for sharing, dear poet(s)
June 21st, 2022 03:52
Summers are the Coldest
L. B. Mek said:
\'Wasn\'t for lack of trying,
Knew the deck was stacked.
But every fight is different,
And its time I must stay in.
Keep saying I can\'t run as fast,
Odds weren\'t on me to win.
A thousand irons on the fire,
Never felt hope so damn close.\'
you\'re just so subtle
in tonality and flow, and yet
you impart such profound insight
I genuinely love! your poetic style
and feel privileged
that you choose to share your talent
dear cherished Poet..
(stay Strong, scribble Often
and be Proud! of the who
you\'re striving to become
cherish the long journeys
care less, about those
blink-n-miss
results and rewards)
June 14th, 2022 03:19
L. B. Mek said:
\'Wasn\'t for lack of trying,
Knew the deck was stacked.
But every fight is different,
And its time I must stay in.
Keep saying I can\'t run as fast,
Odds weren\'t on me to win.
A thousand irons on the fire,
Never felt hope so damn close.\'
you\'re just so subtle
in tonality and flow, and yet
you impart such profound insight
I genuinely love! your poetic style
and feel privileged
that you choose to share your talent
dear cherished Poet..
(stay Strong, scribble Often
and be Proud! of the who
you\'re striving to become
cherish the long journeys
care less, about those
blink-n-miss
results and rewards)
June 14th, 2022 03:19
There Is an Old Weed in my Garden
orchidee said:
I was the gardener in the garden! Or was I the weed?! lol.
June 1st, 2022 02:14
orchidee said:
I was the gardener in the garden! Or was I the weed?! lol.
June 1st, 2022 02:14
There Is an Old Weed in my Garden
jarcher54 said:
Your precise descriptions, almost technical language, and the short intense format of your lyrics remind me a bit of John Donne. A fine commentary on the weeds among us!
June 1st, 2022 00:38
jarcher54 said:
Your precise descriptions, almost technical language, and the short intense format of your lyrics remind me a bit of John Donne. A fine commentary on the weeds among us!
June 1st, 2022 00:38
Nasma
L. B. Mek said:
what choice wording, such a beautiful read
I\'m so happy
that you seem to have
such a strong anchor
for hope, in your life..
thanks for sharing, dear Poet
May 31st, 2022 05:04
L. B. Mek said:
what choice wording, such a beautiful read
I\'m so happy
that you seem to have
such a strong anchor
for hope, in your life..
thanks for sharing, dear Poet
May 31st, 2022 05:04
There Is an Old Weed in my Garden
orchidee said:
Good write Q. I didn\'t know I was in your garden! lol.
May 1st, 2022 12:59
orchidee said:
Good write Q. I didn\'t know I was in your garden! lol.
May 1st, 2022 12:59
Beacon
L. B. Mek said:
such an impactful image
and an intriguing read
thanks for sharing, dear poet
April 15th, 2022 03:41
L. B. Mek said:
such an impactful image
and an intriguing read
thanks for sharing, dear poet
April 15th, 2022 03:41
Half-light Transport
Rocky Lagou said:
Great usage of imagery. Really well done!
March 28th, 2022 12:58
Rocky Lagou said:
Great usage of imagery. Really well done!
March 28th, 2022 12:58
Tarnished
L. B. Mek said:
tarnished by residue dirt, we accrue
ducking, life\'s zeal for chaos
and lamenting our warped, fortunes
of good intentions by the majority
being poisoned
by the selfish few of society\'s, forsaken;
who climb to prominence
on wings of self intrust and ambitious self reliance..
this, be our cyclical duality
of humourless, absurdity
this, dear Poet
be, what your words of insightful
poetic damnation, showcase
a succinct poetic portrayal
of that pitifully, entangled states
humanity ends-up, trying to free itself from
disaster after disaster
generation after generation
\'fetid name\'
after, bleak
\'fetid namelessness\'
(a great write!
of poignantly Timely, commentary
thanks for sharing)
March 15th, 2022 06:19
L. B. Mek said:
tarnished by residue dirt, we accrue
ducking, life\'s zeal for chaos
and lamenting our warped, fortunes
of good intentions by the majority
being poisoned
by the selfish few of society\'s, forsaken;
who climb to prominence
on wings of self intrust and ambitious self reliance..
this, be our cyclical duality
of humourless, absurdity
this, dear Poet
be, what your words of insightful
poetic damnation, showcase
a succinct poetic portrayal
of that pitifully, entangled states
humanity ends-up, trying to free itself from
disaster after disaster
generation after generation
\'fetid name\'
after, bleak
\'fetid namelessness\'
(a great write!
of poignantly Timely, commentary
thanks for sharing)
March 15th, 2022 06:19
Raise a dog-sled team. Die in a cave. Talk to god. Cowards. It\'s poetry for fucks sake.
Alexander Pope III said:
Outstanding
February 4th, 2022 21:44
Alexander Pope III said:
Outstanding
February 4th, 2022 21:44
The Sigh of Half a Decade
L. B. Mek said:
Brilliant!
(and a much belated
Happy New Year!
dear Poet, thanks for sharing)
\'Discovery and tenderness,
Revelation and mime;
Long nights sharing guarded pain,
The craft of filling time.
The wrench of coming tragedy,
The loss of rhyme and way;
Confusion so encompassing -
On love there\'s naught to say.\'
January 20th, 2022 08:18
L. B. Mek said:
Brilliant!
(and a much belated
Happy New Year!
dear Poet, thanks for sharing)
\'Discovery and tenderness,
Revelation and mime;
Long nights sharing guarded pain,
The craft of filling time.
The wrench of coming tragedy,
The loss of rhyme and way;
Confusion so encompassing -
On love there\'s naught to say.\'
January 20th, 2022 08:18
Adomania
jarcher54 said:
You have such poignant, vivid images, always musical and inventive, traditional but new! Seasons stealing the colors, inkwells gone dry. Very sincere and sophisticated. You naturally use all the poet\'s tools, like you don\'t even know it it is so natural. Image, rhythm, anaphora, rhyme, simplicity, theme, vocabulary, you name it. This is a treasure.
January 19th, 2022 23:49
jarcher54 said:
You have such poignant, vivid images, always musical and inventive, traditional but new! Seasons stealing the colors, inkwells gone dry. Very sincere and sophisticated. You naturally use all the poet\'s tools, like you don\'t even know it it is so natural. Image, rhythm, anaphora, rhyme, simplicity, theme, vocabulary, you name it. This is a treasure.
January 19th, 2022 23:49
Adomania
L. B. Mek said:
\'Endlessness in memory,
A breath held for a thief;
Seasons are always stealing,
the color from our leaf.\'
love these lines
a great write!
thanks for sharing, dear Poet
(Adomania, in a blink
Kairosclerosis, in a heartbeat
we scrape, all we can
from that bottomless barrel
we call a life
and then, it gets tipped over
so get to start, all over again)
luckily, we just title it
a New Year
so we can get sht faced
and \'cheers\', all night long...
December 21st, 2021 05:36
L. B. Mek said:
\'Endlessness in memory,
A breath held for a thief;
Seasons are always stealing,
the color from our leaf.\'
love these lines
a great write!
thanks for sharing, dear Poet
(Adomania, in a blink
Kairosclerosis, in a heartbeat
we scrape, all we can
from that bottomless barrel
we call a life
and then, it gets tipped over
so get to start, all over again)
luckily, we just title it
a New Year
so we can get sht faced
and \'cheers\', all night long...
December 21st, 2021 05:36
Frostbite
L. B. Mek said:
\'Pallid hands and fingertips
Grey and bloody nose
Footprints fading circular
In ever rising snows\'
\'There are depths to being lost
And somewhere down below
Confusion is a comfort
And warmth is letting go\'..
Brilliant!
November 29th, 2021 06:05
L. B. Mek said:
\'Pallid hands and fingertips
Grey and bloody nose
Footprints fading circular
In ever rising snows\'
\'There are depths to being lost
And somewhere down below
Confusion is a comfort
And warmth is letting go\'..
Brilliant!
November 29th, 2021 06:05
Frostbite
Eugene S. said:
Beautiful flow. You\'ve given a \'thing\' - frostbite - depth and poignancy. Well done.
November 29th, 2021 02:05
Eugene S. said:
Beautiful flow. You\'ve given a \'thing\' - frostbite - depth and poignancy. Well done.
November 29th, 2021 02:05
Logan
L. B. Mek said:
I consider it my good fortune and humbling honour, to have been given the opportunity to read these masterful words of pure - distilled, unbreakable: sibling Love..
I wish your sister the very best,
on this new page of her life
she\'s boldly chosen, to embark upon;
and I congratulate you, for expressing yourself so transparent
in such an eloquent poem,
I hope the rest of the wedding, is imbued with as much class, as you\'ve painstakingly adorned your poem with!
thanks for choosing to share, dear Poet
hope y\'all have/had a great time 🍾🥂
October 19th, 2021 04:25
L. B. Mek said:
I consider it my good fortune and humbling honour, to have been given the opportunity to read these masterful words of pure - distilled, unbreakable: sibling Love..
I wish your sister the very best,
on this new page of her life
she\'s boldly chosen, to embark upon;
and I congratulate you, for expressing yourself so transparent
in such an eloquent poem,
I hope the rest of the wedding, is imbued with as much class, as you\'ve painstakingly adorned your poem with!
thanks for choosing to share, dear Poet
hope y\'all have/had a great time 🍾🥂
October 19th, 2021 04:25
Paths
L. B. Mek said:
\'Though each stone looks the same,
Whisper again the magic;
The lesson bought with pain.
Make of your lips an instrument.
Make of our curse a crown.
Find light without a filament\'..
distilled wisdom, served as a delectable poetic treat, a reading feast!
thank you! dear poet
(indeed, they be costly
those lessons, bought
by our survival of pain)
September 9th, 2021 04:36
L. B. Mek said:
\'Though each stone looks the same,
Whisper again the magic;
The lesson bought with pain.
Make of your lips an instrument.
Make of our curse a crown.
Find light without a filament\'..
distilled wisdom, served as a delectable poetic treat, a reading feast!
thank you! dear poet
(indeed, they be costly
those lessons, bought
by our survival of pain)
September 9th, 2021 04:36
Star-Crossed
L. B. Mek said:
\'Actors I don\'t recognize
Mime familial rage.
Curtains rise to sobbing,
And fall to rave reviews.\'
\'The magic weight of people
A potent portent make.
Go back and change the passion,
Take a right before the war,
Don\'t have those poisoned children,
Sentience a whore.\'
Brilliant!
yup those blinkered sheep of society\'s majority
willingly surrendering, once again
to the now twisted reality
of politically hijacked Scientific and Liberalist mentality\'s
poisonously: media addled, into zealotry fields
of victimhood worshipping woketivist activism
as a prelude, initial - first wave
of strategically polarising cultural divisiveness
to that aesthetically repackaged Marxist socialism
with its inevitable promise of mass genocide, hypocrisy...
just so blatant, so pathetic and so, so demoralising
to watch everyone, simply accept it
as it actualises into a tangible reality, gradually - daily
hiding behind nihilism\'s cyclical nature
of self-serving stubborn ignorance
convincing those plagued with idiocy mentality\'s
to \'burn it all down\' like those forgotten sands
of once indestructible empires...
imagine, how the sun must be so - bored, of watching
our generational re-showing: of self-sabotaging prowess...
(such a timely and Brilliant write, dear Poet
and thank you for inspiring my little scribbled reply)
June 29th, 2021 04:42
L. B. Mek said:
\'Actors I don\'t recognize
Mime familial rage.
Curtains rise to sobbing,
And fall to rave reviews.\'
\'The magic weight of people
A potent portent make.
Go back and change the passion,
Take a right before the war,
Don\'t have those poisoned children,
Sentience a whore.\'
Brilliant!
yup those blinkered sheep of society\'s majority
willingly surrendering, once again
to the now twisted reality
of politically hijacked Scientific and Liberalist mentality\'s
poisonously: media addled, into zealotry fields
of victimhood worshipping woketivist activism
as a prelude, initial - first wave
of strategically polarising cultural divisiveness
to that aesthetically repackaged Marxist socialism
with its inevitable promise of mass genocide, hypocrisy...
just so blatant, so pathetic and so, so demoralising
to watch everyone, simply accept it
as it actualises into a tangible reality, gradually - daily
hiding behind nihilism\'s cyclical nature
of self-serving stubborn ignorance
convincing those plagued with idiocy mentality\'s
to \'burn it all down\' like those forgotten sands
of once indestructible empires...
imagine, how the sun must be so - bored, of watching
our generational re-showing: of self-sabotaging prowess...
(such a timely and Brilliant write, dear Poet
and thank you for inspiring my little scribbled reply)
June 29th, 2021 04:42
Triad
L. B. Mek said:
beautifully written, and as \'little dove\' highlighted already
the gentleness in tone and flow, make us think
of Nature\'s abundant tethers to those
spiritual elements within existence, most
can relate to, even if not aligned
under the umbrella of a shared belief system
May 14th, 2021 05:41
L. B. Mek said:
beautifully written, and as \'little dove\' highlighted already
the gentleness in tone and flow, make us think
of Nature\'s abundant tethers to those
spiritual elements within existence, most
can relate to, even if not aligned
under the umbrella of a shared belief system
May 14th, 2021 05:41
Triad
Rainbow said:
Your welcome. Has a very gentle feel to the poem. Like the way you have started the poem ‘ three endless whispers’ seems a bit mysterious .
May 13th, 2021 15:55
Rainbow said:
Your welcome. Has a very gentle feel to the poem. Like the way you have started the poem ‘ three endless whispers’ seems a bit mysterious .
May 13th, 2021 15:55
I Only Ever Dream about Sex, Heartbreak, and Abandoned Buildings
L. B. Mek said:
\'Inserting of a whisper
Diversion of a spat
An extra dose of gratitude on each step down the path
May chance make a different man
Less fear,
and pray,
Less wrath\'..
Amen...!
(thank you for inspiring my tirade below, I\'m really sorry dear poet
your words hit home and my keyboard: just exploded)..
aren\'t, we all mere imitations of toy-soldier, boys: at play, at this point...
generations of male\'s who, pointedly refuse! that passage
into stoicism\'s Arctic manhood, where awaits - naught
but our ironical self-betrayal
of innate warmth and whimsical independence;
while media\'s \'woke\'ness, dictates we\'re just broken-record whining
environmentally nurtured sorry-excuses of stunted-pulse - dissociation
with our reality,
demeaned into realm\'s of irrelevance
because those same genetic traits that helped \'protect\'
the weak within humanity, in our evolutionary path
to realising our current - civilised, status
are suddenly, no longer needed, no time given to adjust
just used as figureheads for that convenience of \'assumed blame\'...
since muscled fists are now conveniently replaced
by \'light trigger\' purse sized, handguns..
and the sweat, blood and sacrifice of millions of history\'s soldiers
are now replicated
by a click, of a big red button raining, nuclear warheads
with indifference\'s zeal for blood thirsting nihilistic, self annihilation
without need of after-story consequences
of shell shocked, combat Earned, PTSD\'s: suffering
tainting our society\'s, oh so Vogue aesthetics...
and the worst part, the Depressingly crippling Truth
is that we did it all to ourselves
by ignoring the unique feminine wisdom of womanhood\'s, irreplaceable
Nature tethered, spirituality traits for balancing-out
our chauvinistic, adrenaline junky high chasing, escape
from all that sensuality, love, humility and empathy
our forefather\'s tragically deemed: so unnecessary...
May 13th, 2021 06:20
L. B. Mek said:
\'Inserting of a whisper
Diversion of a spat
An extra dose of gratitude on each step down the path
May chance make a different man
Less fear,
and pray,
Less wrath\'..
Amen...!
(thank you for inspiring my tirade below, I\'m really sorry dear poet
your words hit home and my keyboard: just exploded)..
aren\'t, we all mere imitations of toy-soldier, boys: at play, at this point...
generations of male\'s who, pointedly refuse! that passage
into stoicism\'s Arctic manhood, where awaits - naught
but our ironical self-betrayal
of innate warmth and whimsical independence;
while media\'s \'woke\'ness, dictates we\'re just broken-record whining
environmentally nurtured sorry-excuses of stunted-pulse - dissociation
with our reality,
demeaned into realm\'s of irrelevance
because those same genetic traits that helped \'protect\'
the weak within humanity, in our evolutionary path
to realising our current - civilised, status
are suddenly, no longer needed, no time given to adjust
just used as figureheads for that convenience of \'assumed blame\'...
since muscled fists are now conveniently replaced
by \'light trigger\' purse sized, handguns..
and the sweat, blood and sacrifice of millions of history\'s soldiers
are now replicated
by a click, of a big red button raining, nuclear warheads
with indifference\'s zeal for blood thirsting nihilistic, self annihilation
without need of after-story consequences
of shell shocked, combat Earned, PTSD\'s: suffering
tainting our society\'s, oh so Vogue aesthetics...
and the worst part, the Depressingly crippling Truth
is that we did it all to ourselves
by ignoring the unique feminine wisdom of womanhood\'s, irreplaceable
Nature tethered, spirituality traits for balancing-out
our chauvinistic, adrenaline junky high chasing, escape
from all that sensuality, love, humility and empathy
our forefather\'s tragically deemed: so unnecessary...
May 13th, 2021 06:20
Verum est Fatum
🐤s.zaynab.kamoonpuri🌷🐦😽 said:
Wow a classic style superb poem that i admired today. The automaton stanza was my fav but the rest was great as well. Kudos!
Plz do read and comment my newest poem too.
May 8th, 2021 03:21
🐤s.zaynab.kamoonpuri🌷🐦😽 said:
Wow a classic style superb poem that i admired today. The automaton stanza was my fav but the rest was great as well. Kudos!
Plz do read and comment my newest poem too.
May 8th, 2021 03:21
Verum est Fatum
L. B. Mek said:
beautiful title: be true to thy self in the face of fate?
(I\'m sorry if my ignorance meant I misinterpreted your message)..
\'Such arrogant causality.
How oppressive the chain.
What caustic linearity
Could let a love sustain?\'
a great stanza!
such a brilliant write, thank you for sharing dear poet
April 12th, 2021 06:14
L. B. Mek said:
beautiful title: be true to thy self in the face of fate?
(I\'m sorry if my ignorance meant I misinterpreted your message)..
\'Such arrogant causality.
How oppressive the chain.
What caustic linearity
Could let a love sustain?\'
a great stanza!
such a brilliant write, thank you for sharing dear poet
April 12th, 2021 06:14
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