Comments received on poems by Tony Grannell
The Gloaming Lays
Doggerel Dave said:
Tony, I like sonnets as much as any scribbler, and good luck to ye, but I do prefer your rollickers (haven\'t researched your last week\'s work yet , while I\'ve been away),
October 28th, 2026 22:30
Doggerel Dave said:
Tony, I like sonnets as much as any scribbler, and good luck to ye, but I do prefer your rollickers (haven\'t researched your last week\'s work yet , while I\'ve been away),
October 28th, 2026 22:30
The Gloaming Lays
Kevin Hulme said:
Another fine Poem. Take a Knighthood out of Pettycash.
October 28th, 2026 19:25
Kevin Hulme said:
Another fine Poem. Take a Knighthood out of Pettycash.
October 28th, 2026 19:25
The Gloaming Lays
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Oh, Tony! There\'s a certain melancholy that comes with growing older, isn\'t there? Yet I find something strangely comforting in acknowledging it rather than pretending it isn\'t there. A beautiful read, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 28th, 2026 16:59
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Oh, Tony! There\'s a certain melancholy that comes with growing older, isn\'t there? Yet I find something strangely comforting in acknowledging it rather than pretending it isn\'t there. A beautiful read, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 28th, 2026 16:59
The Gloaming Lays
sorenbarrett said:
Tony another splendid poem. Its feel is that of ages past, it feels so classical and I would expect to encounter it in a text of classical poetry. I love this style, maybe because I am old myself. I would cite my favorite lines but then I would have to cite the entire poem. You the bard have written another master work. I hear the echo of a metaphor in it as well and that winter is coming on as my age advances.
October 28th, 2026 07:10
sorenbarrett said:
Tony another splendid poem. Its feel is that of ages past, it feels so classical and I would expect to encounter it in a text of classical poetry. I love this style, maybe because I am old myself. I would cite my favorite lines but then I would have to cite the entire poem. You the bard have written another master work. I hear the echo of a metaphor in it as well and that winter is coming on as my age advances.
October 28th, 2026 07:10
The Gloaming Lays
Teddy.15 said:
Marvelous throughout...
And I adore these lines they speak so loud
No good will come of it who turns away,
Rolls darkness with the light in joy and grief.
Just marvelous 🌹
October 28th, 2026 05:23
Teddy.15 said:
Marvelous throughout...
And I adore these lines they speak so loud
No good will come of it who turns away,
Rolls darkness with the light in joy and grief.
Just marvelous 🌹
October 28th, 2026 05:23
Timbered Strength
Tristan Robert Lange said:
What a gripping read, Tony…I was holding my breath and hoping like hell they’d make it. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 27th, 2026 20:14
Tristan Robert Lange said:
What a gripping read, Tony…I was holding my breath and hoping like hell they’d make it. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 27th, 2026 20:14
Timbered Strength
Kevin Hulme said:
It makes you Wonder at the Horrors and Conditions these Sailors now and over the Centuries did face . A definite fave .
October 27th, 2026 20:02
Kevin Hulme said:
It makes you Wonder at the Horrors and Conditions these Sailors now and over the Centuries did face . A definite fave .
October 27th, 2026 20:02
Timbered Strength
Teddy.15 said:
Your title is just perfect, every line so much to digest a wonderful story here. 🌹
October 27th, 2026 09:25
Teddy.15 said:
Your title is just perfect, every line so much to digest a wonderful story here. 🌹
October 27th, 2026 09:25
Timbered Strength
Thomas W Case said:
There’s a grand, old-world tragedy to this ballad, with its dialect, pounding rhymes, and battered ship turning the storm into a test of loyalty and courage, until the vessel’s sacrifice leaves the survivors grieving something almost human. “Stood side by side in tears and pride / as they watched her break asunder” is the keeper for me, because it gives the shipwreck its emotional weight, but that final turn, with the speaker and their love hauled under, darkens the whole tale into something far more personal and devastating.
October 27th, 2026 08:46
Thomas W Case said:
There’s a grand, old-world tragedy to this ballad, with its dialect, pounding rhymes, and battered ship turning the storm into a test of loyalty and courage, until the vessel’s sacrifice leaves the survivors grieving something almost human. “Stood side by side in tears and pride / as they watched her break asunder” is the keeper for me, because it gives the shipwreck its emotional weight, but that final turn, with the speaker and their love hauled under, darkens the whole tale into something far more personal and devastating.
October 27th, 2026 08:46
Timbered Strength
sorenbarrett said:
Another wonderful tale told in the vernacular of the time and place. You have a knack for story telling and poetry weaving the two together into masterpieces
October 27th, 2026 08:34
sorenbarrett said:
Another wonderful tale told in the vernacular of the time and place. You have a knack for story telling and poetry weaving the two together into masterpieces
October 27th, 2026 08:34
A Rusted Shotgun
Novaselic said:
This poem has such a powerful message. I loved the writing style and the poem all together, it was amazing overall :))
October 26th, 2026 09:22
Novaselic said:
This poem has such a powerful message. I loved the writing style and the poem all together, it was amazing overall :))
October 26th, 2026 09:22
A Rusted Shotgun
Paul Bell said:
Working the land, an honest trade.
Promises much, but also little.
The storms of then like the storms of now, can break a man like a plough.
Nothing left, only one way to go.
Now part of the land where the shotgun blows.
October 26th, 2026 08:47
Paul Bell said:
Working the land, an honest trade.
Promises much, but also little.
The storms of then like the storms of now, can break a man like a plough.
Nothing left, only one way to go.
Now part of the land where the shotgun blows.
October 26th, 2026 08:47
A Rusted Shotgun
sorenbarrett said:
Tony in my opinion your poetic strength lays in these narrative tales. Like Robert Service, one of my favorite poets, you tell them well with rhyme and detail that takes the reader into the heart of the poem as if they were there. This poem unlike Service\'s has no humor but the darkness humor of life and death, A marvelous write and another fave
October 26th, 2026 08:30
sorenbarrett said:
Tony in my opinion your poetic strength lays in these narrative tales. Like Robert Service, one of my favorite poets, you tell them well with rhyme and detail that takes the reader into the heart of the poem as if they were there. This poem unlike Service\'s has no humor but the darkness humor of life and death, A marvelous write and another fave
October 26th, 2026 08:30
The Ploughman\'s Dream
Teddy.15 said:
Such dignity love your last lines too. 🌹
October 26th, 2026 03:12
Teddy.15 said:
Such dignity love your last lines too. 🌹
October 26th, 2026 03:12
The Ploughman\'s Dream
Thomas W Case said:
There’s a warm, gently wistful charm here, portraying a quiet farmer whose outwardly ordinary life never quite extinguished the theatrical dream he carried from younger days, with the stout, pipe, and plough grounding him in a world he accepted without entirely surrendering to it. “Though still a dream; he’ll be an actor yet.” is the keeper for me, because that final turn gives the old man a lovely spark of defiance, reminding us that the body may grow worn and the years may narrow our choices, but the imagination can keep raising its curtain.
October 25th, 2026 07:11
Thomas W Case said:
There’s a warm, gently wistful charm here, portraying a quiet farmer whose outwardly ordinary life never quite extinguished the theatrical dream he carried from younger days, with the stout, pipe, and plough grounding him in a world he accepted without entirely surrendering to it. “Though still a dream; he’ll be an actor yet.” is the keeper for me, because that final turn gives the old man a lovely spark of defiance, reminding us that the body may grow worn and the years may narrow our choices, but the imagination can keep raising its curtain.
October 25th, 2026 07:11
The Ploughman\'s Dream
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Tony, as someone who has pursued creative passions alongside the responsibilities of everyday life, I can certainly appreciate this. Sometimes our dreams take the long way around, but that doesn\'t make them any less worthwhile. Thank you, my friend! 🌾🎭🍂🙏
October 24th, 2026 10:58
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Tony, as someone who has pursued creative passions alongside the responsibilities of everyday life, I can certainly appreciate this. Sometimes our dreams take the long way around, but that doesn\'t make them any less worthwhile. Thank you, my friend! 🌾🎭🍂🙏
October 24th, 2026 10:58
The Ploughman\'s Dream
sorenbarrett said:
A lovely caricature of a man of the earth that still, although old, has dreams. Set in wonderful rhyme and colloquial vernacular it sets a peaceful but unresolved mood. I suppose that we all still carry dreams with us despite our age. Although they may no longer be of a sports stare or a hero in war they carry on with our desired image. Nicely written my friend
October 24th, 2026 08:15
sorenbarrett said:
A lovely caricature of a man of the earth that still, although old, has dreams. Set in wonderful rhyme and colloquial vernacular it sets a peaceful but unresolved mood. I suppose that we all still carry dreams with us despite our age. Although they may no longer be of a sports stare or a hero in war they carry on with our desired image. Nicely written my friend
October 24th, 2026 08:15
The Morn
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Oh, Tony, what a lovely piece! You\'ve got me wanting to get up early tomorrow just to appreciate the world a little more! LOL! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 21st, 2026 22:14
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Oh, Tony, what a lovely piece! You\'ve got me wanting to get up early tomorrow just to appreciate the world a little more! LOL! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 21st, 2026 22:14
Obliterated
Jabberwocky said:
So... Which side do we fight on, when both sides promise orphans and broken promises. Interesting poem, a call to arms perhaps, for the already defeated. Nothing left to lose, just an inchoate despair for these times when all banners lie in the mud. Interesting. Love the last line.
October 21st, 2026 16:02
Jabberwocky said:
So... Which side do we fight on, when both sides promise orphans and broken promises. Interesting poem, a call to arms perhaps, for the already defeated. Nothing left to lose, just an inchoate despair for these times when all banners lie in the mud. Interesting. Love the last line.
October 21st, 2026 16:02
The Morn
Kevin Hulme said:
As a Reader of Coleridge and Co: I really enjoyed this Write.
A fave
October 21st, 2026 07:15
Kevin Hulme said:
As a Reader of Coleridge and Co: I really enjoyed this Write.
A fave
October 21st, 2026 07:15
The Morn
sorenbarrett said:
Romantically splendid with such wonderful images. It sets love to music. Nicely done Tony
October 20th, 2026 19:43
sorenbarrett said:
Romantically splendid with such wonderful images. It sets love to music. Nicely done Tony
October 20th, 2026 19:43
Obliterated
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Holy hell, Tony! What a smashing poem! I could practically hear this being shouted from a stage with a full orchestra behind it. Absolutely magnificent, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 19th, 2026 23:51
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Holy hell, Tony! What a smashing poem! I could practically hear this being shouted from a stage with a full orchestra behind it. Absolutely magnificent, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 19th, 2026 23:51
Obliterated
Kevin Hulme said:
As Michael Caine once said: What\'s it all about\'?
A fine Poem as usual.
October 19th, 2026 19:07
Kevin Hulme said:
As Michael Caine once said: What\'s it all about\'?
A fine Poem as usual.
October 19th, 2026 19:07
Obliterated
Paul Bell said:
You listen to the old vets of Britain, and in unity they can\'t believe how the country has went down the pan.
I recall Montgomery being side stepped by the politicians after the war.
So as the poem says. Bone and dust and forgotten.
October 19th, 2026 11:33
Paul Bell said:
You listen to the old vets of Britain, and in unity they can\'t believe how the country has went down the pan.
I recall Montgomery being side stepped by the politicians after the war.
So as the poem says. Bone and dust and forgotten.
October 19th, 2026 11:33
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