Comments received on poems by Fay Slimm.
Who
dusk arising said:
Well I gues the answer to the question Who? is our Fay, lover of the natural world with the salt of Cornwall in her veins.
Wonderful wordsmithery delivering wild, coarse, ruggedness of this storm torn coastline which makes it so attractive to us soft bellied land lubbers from afar.
Aye but deep in me bones is a Cornishmans mettel.
November 18th, 2021 05:23
dusk arising said:
Well I gues the answer to the question Who? is our Fay, lover of the natural world with the salt of Cornwall in her veins.
Wonderful wordsmithery delivering wild, coarse, ruggedness of this storm torn coastline which makes it so attractive to us soft bellied land lubbers from afar.
Aye but deep in me bones is a Cornishmans mettel.
November 18th, 2021 05:23
Magic
Goldfinch60 said:
The mystery of the bubbles art brought into wonderful words Fay.
Andy
November 18th, 2021 01:13
Goldfinch60 said:
The mystery of the bubbles art brought into wonderful words Fay.
Andy
November 18th, 2021 01:13
Magic
Neville said:
what a delight it was to find this kaleidoscopic orb write before my very eyes earlier today .. and loved the poetry so much, it took my breath away the first time round ...
Neville ......................................... x
November 17th, 2021 08:19
Neville said:
what a delight it was to find this kaleidoscopic orb write before my very eyes earlier today .. and loved the poetry so much, it took my breath away the first time round ...
Neville ......................................... x
November 17th, 2021 08:19
Magic
orchidee said:
I never knew there was so much in a bubble. Well, I know now! :)
November 17th, 2021 07:05
orchidee said:
I never knew there was so much in a bubble. Well, I know now! :)
November 17th, 2021 07:05
Magic
Doggerel Dave said:
Easily explained in terms of surface tension and all that, yet so damn reductionist . You\'ve liberated the bubble, and cloaked it in just the right amount of your magic, Fay. There could be no more appropriate title here.
November 17th, 2021 06:21
Doggerel Dave said:
Easily explained in terms of surface tension and all that, yet so damn reductionist . You\'ve liberated the bubble, and cloaked it in just the right amount of your magic, Fay. There could be no more appropriate title here.
November 17th, 2021 06:21
Magic
Paul Bell said:
There is magic in the colourful bubble hovering in the air for that short time.
November 17th, 2021 05:21
Paul Bell said:
There is magic in the colourful bubble hovering in the air for that short time.
November 17th, 2021 05:21
Magic
dusk arising said:
And see how a sray of bubble floating on the breeze bring squeels of fun, laughter and chasing from the vibrant young souls of our children and pure joy to grown up tired bones nearby.
Yes your poetry brings us close to the wonders of that swirling oil opaque flesh of a bubble and the wonders of creation. Such simple pleasure full of mystery, imagination and yes, i say it again, joy.
November 17th, 2021 04:31
dusk arising said:
And see how a sray of bubble floating on the breeze bring squeels of fun, laughter and chasing from the vibrant young souls of our children and pure joy to grown up tired bones nearby.
Yes your poetry brings us close to the wonders of that swirling oil opaque flesh of a bubble and the wonders of creation. Such simple pleasure full of mystery, imagination and yes, i say it again, joy.
November 17th, 2021 04:31
Minions
Goldfinch60 said:
Wonderful words from you Muse Fay. May our Muses always be with us.
Andy
November 17th, 2021 01:32
Goldfinch60 said:
Wonderful words from you Muse Fay. May our Muses always be with us.
Andy
November 17th, 2021 01:32
Minions
Caring dove said:
Powerful words Fay 🙂🌸 engaging great read .
I sometimes wander if my angels are by my side as I write
November 16th, 2021 14:35
Caring dove said:
Powerful words Fay 🙂🌸 engaging great read .
I sometimes wander if my angels are by my side as I write
November 16th, 2021 14:35
Minions
dusk arising said:
Oh my muse, wherefore art thou?
In a state of wholesome envy here.
To peruse
your muse
upon a day
called Tues
Fair do\'s
to youse.
ooppss....
Your pen and muse have close harmony.
November 16th, 2021 12:57
dusk arising said:
Oh my muse, wherefore art thou?
In a state of wholesome envy here.
To peruse
your muse
upon a day
called Tues
Fair do\'s
to youse.
ooppss....
Your pen and muse have close harmony.
November 16th, 2021 12:57
Minions
spilleronsheet said:
Amen
The true words flow
And the prayer they counted
Amazing dear Fay
The poets surely have high accountability
November 16th, 2021 12:52
spilleronsheet said:
Amen
The true words flow
And the prayer they counted
Amazing dear Fay
The poets surely have high accountability
November 16th, 2021 12:52
Minions
Neville said:
Teddy just stole my thunder ... a great and also memorable poem Fay ... x
November 16th, 2021 12:44
Neville said:
Teddy just stole my thunder ... a great and also memorable poem Fay ... x
November 16th, 2021 12:44
Soundless Rest
Neville said:
Such a devastating loss has hung heavy over my own family (my sister & her husband) for over twenty years and I fear the hurt is the same today as it ever was ....
Excellently addressed & subsequently executed dear Fay
Neville x
November 16th, 2021 07:01
Neville said:
Such a devastating loss has hung heavy over my own family (my sister & her husband) for over twenty years and I fear the hurt is the same today as it ever was ....
Excellently addressed & subsequently executed dear Fay
Neville x
November 16th, 2021 07:01
Soundless Rest
jarcher54 said:
tender, timeless, and piercing. Dusk makes a keen observation, that the mother\'s poem will evolve from this pitiless foundation, build on it, not forsaking these keen initial moans, but building upon the wound, then its jagged scar, and gradually healing, but never without feeling its bitter core. You made my evening meaningful. That\'s why I read these poems.
November 15th, 2021 03:08
jarcher54 said:
tender, timeless, and piercing. Dusk makes a keen observation, that the mother\'s poem will evolve from this pitiless foundation, build on it, not forsaking these keen initial moans, but building upon the wound, then its jagged scar, and gradually healing, but never without feeling its bitter core. You made my evening meaningful. That\'s why I read these poems.
November 15th, 2021 03:08
Soundless Rest
Goldfinch60 said:
Such beautiful words Fay,. It is so hard to lose babies. Joyce and I had a friend who unfortunately lost two babies, such hard times.
Andy
November 15th, 2021 01:46
Goldfinch60 said:
Such beautiful words Fay,. It is so hard to lose babies. Joyce and I had a friend who unfortunately lost two babies, such hard times.
Andy
November 15th, 2021 01:46
Soundless Rest
SureshG said:
Your words truly evoke the depth of sorrow, that is so somberly visible on a mother’s face.
November 14th, 2021 19:56
SureshG said:
Your words truly evoke the depth of sorrow, that is so somberly visible on a mother’s face.
November 14th, 2021 19:56
Soundless Rest
spilleronsheet said:
A very heartfelt piece dear Fay
Sad and full of emotions
They left with plenty of memories for us to live
November 14th, 2021 12:29
spilleronsheet said:
A very heartfelt piece dear Fay
Sad and full of emotions
They left with plenty of memories for us to live
November 14th, 2021 12:29
Soundless Rest
Nicholas Browning said:
\"I know what it is that troubles you, for I\'ve been here the whole time. You worry about the presence of your life within the absence of mine.\" - Words of a son written for his mother. Perhaps that may have been such a child\'s response. I enjoyed the read, Fay.
November 14th, 2021 09:35
Nicholas Browning said:
\"I know what it is that troubles you, for I\'ve been here the whole time. You worry about the presence of your life within the absence of mine.\" - Words of a son written for his mother. Perhaps that may have been such a child\'s response. I enjoyed the read, Fay.
November 14th, 2021 09:35
Soundless Rest
Paul Bell said:
Colossal poem. The ones who sacrificed themselves for us, and the ones they leave behind. Life goes on, we know that, we\'re here living it and thankful for it.
November 14th, 2021 08:12
Paul Bell said:
Colossal poem. The ones who sacrificed themselves for us, and the ones they leave behind. Life goes on, we know that, we\'re here living it and thankful for it.
November 14th, 2021 08:12
Soundless Rest
dusk arising said:
Such a loss is felt daily for life and it\'s poetry will change as the years pass. Coming to terms with such loss and grief is a lifetimes burden. A challenge to any perception of faith but a torchlight in the dullness of religious bigotry.
November 14th, 2021 03:05
dusk arising said:
Such a loss is felt daily for life and it\'s poetry will change as the years pass. Coming to terms with such loss and grief is a lifetimes burden. A challenge to any perception of faith but a torchlight in the dullness of religious bigotry.
November 14th, 2021 03:05
Soundless Rest
orchidee said:
A sensitive write Fay, and linking with Remembrance theme, of those who have lost a child (of whatever age in human years) in wars.
November 14th, 2021 02:43
orchidee said:
A sensitive write Fay, and linking with Remembrance theme, of those who have lost a child (of whatever age in human years) in wars.
November 14th, 2021 02:43
Letting Fade
Neville said:
excellent .. there aint no other word that comes close ....................... x
November 13th, 2021 05:53
Neville said:
excellent .. there aint no other word that comes close ....................... x
November 13th, 2021 05:53
Letting Fade
Goldfinch60 said:
Every moment is wonderful as are your words, live each moment at its best they will not come again.
Andy
November 13th, 2021 03:43
Goldfinch60 said:
Every moment is wonderful as are your words, live each moment at its best they will not come again.
Andy
November 13th, 2021 03:43
Letting Fade
Doggerel Dave said:
The cycle which is fundamental to everything, including the Universe, neatly captured there, Fay.
For me a great example of the way poetry in skilled hands can define a primary truth succinctly. Thanks.
November 12th, 2021 19:24
Doggerel Dave said:
The cycle which is fundamental to everything, including the Universe, neatly captured there, Fay.
For me a great example of the way poetry in skilled hands can define a primary truth succinctly. Thanks.
November 12th, 2021 19:24
Letting Fade
Garth Rakumakoe said:
The truth of learning to live a life of fulfilment. Learning to dance in the rain and the sun. This actually is quite touching, dear Fay. Your words built a physical construct there. I am moved. Thank you.
November 12th, 2021 14:23
Garth Rakumakoe said:
The truth of learning to live a life of fulfilment. Learning to dance in the rain and the sun. This actually is quite touching, dear Fay. Your words built a physical construct there. I am moved. Thank you.
November 12th, 2021 14:23
Letting Fade
spilleronsheet said:
Thank you so much dear Fay for the lovely words..the thought well defined by the prose you wrote..words so well chosen….such great imagery….and the last para blinded the soul of poetry….
November 12th, 2021 13:26
spilleronsheet said:
Thank you so much dear Fay for the lovely words..the thought well defined by the prose you wrote..words so well chosen….such great imagery….and the last para blinded the soul of poetry….
November 12th, 2021 13:26
Letting Fade
L. B. Mek said:
\'in the now, we enrapture and grip
we celebrate
all the yesterday\'s, we survived
and all the tomorrow\'s, we await\'..
loved your first stanza, dear Fay
such crisp - clear, imagery
setting the tone for the whole read
thanks for sharing
November 12th, 2021 06:24
L. B. Mek said:
\'in the now, we enrapture and grip
we celebrate
all the yesterday\'s, we survived
and all the tomorrow\'s, we await\'..
loved your first stanza, dear Fay
such crisp - clear, imagery
setting the tone for the whole read
thanks for sharing
November 12th, 2021 06:24
Letting Fade
dusk arising said:
Only too true!
Currently withering and moaning about it LOL but deffo looking to a finer tomorrow.
Encouraging words from you. But the only way to believe is to live through the withering. you cant place an older head upon young shoulders after all.
November 12th, 2021 05:55
dusk arising said:
Only too true!
Currently withering and moaning about it LOL but deffo looking to a finer tomorrow.
Encouraging words from you. But the only way to believe is to live through the withering. you cant place an older head upon young shoulders after all.
November 12th, 2021 05:55
Letting Fade
orchidee said:
Good write Fay.
I\'m in a pickle. I look for \'tomorrow\'. When it comes, it\'s \'today\'. Strange that! lol.
The odd adventures of Orchi. heehee.
November 12th, 2021 05:41
orchidee said:
Good write Fay.
I\'m in a pickle. I look for \'tomorrow\'. When it comes, it\'s \'today\'. Strange that! lol.
The odd adventures of Orchi. heehee.
November 12th, 2021 05:41
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