Comments received on poems by Fay Slimm.



Letting Fade
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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sweet Stupor
Neville said:


Been there & done that time and time again .. ahhh but never so poetically my very dear friend ..................... x

November 12th, 2021 03:32

Sweet Stupor
spilleronsheet said:

What a wonderful poetry describing the mornings of winter
The season so well staged
And I truly resonate with these lines -
\"Time to get up Dreamyhead\" I suggest to myself

but please let the alarm clock

try waking me



November 11th, 2021 04:27

Sweet Stupor
Paul Bell said:

Alarm clocks should come with a health warning, waking you up for no reason but work. Always wondered why I woke up at the weekend refreshed, strange.

November 10th, 2021 14:30

Sweet Stupor
Doggerel Dave said:

\'Time to get up\' - oh the lethargic response which isn\'t me, but is - it takes breakfast plus an hour to transform from a \'bleary dreamer\' to something close to human.
I relate to your rich poetry completely, Fay.

November 10th, 2021 06:21

Sweet Stupor
Goldfinch60 said:

Wonderful words Fay, coming slowly into the new wonderful day is dreamlike.

Andy

November 10th, 2021 04:35

Sweet Stupor
dusk arising said:

Oh yes... empathy. How I miss my days of purpose when to rise promptly was important and rewarding. A regular 6.30 riser in my days of work now finds my turning a blind eye to the day and resting/rotting away kidding myself I\'m healing. Though that has served to utterly confuse my body clock such that i have been up all night and shall probably retreat to sleep later this afternoon.

Your poem demonstrates your ability to charm pictures into your readers mindseye with a cosy warmth of a romantic reality. Such that take my vision to the simpler days of childhood and the relaxation of stories read aloud by practiced tongues.

Into my favourites.

November 10th, 2021 03:44

Linked
Lorna said:

Through the beauty of Fall with part dread, part relief of the winter that sends us indoors to fireplaces and hot tea. Maybe we would lose hope if we didn\'t think of the Spring to come! Something to always look forward to dear Fay.

November 6th, 2021 09:16

Linked
spilleronsheet said:

So well you played the words as if they could change the curtains of the changing seasons
So vivid
Well penned dear poet
Thanks for sharing and have a great day ahead

November 6th, 2021 01:46

Linked
Goldfinch60 said:

Beautiful words Fay showing Nature\'s wonder in all its glory.

Andy

November 6th, 2021 01:21

Linked
The BlackShakespeare said:

Nice write

November 5th, 2021 20:10

Linked
Paul Bell said:

I suppose that\'s the thing with global warming. Leaves are staying on the trees longer, and flowers are coming out too early. Now, will there be snow.

November 5th, 2021 12:17

Linked
Garth Rakumakoe said:

You have an admirable writing style, dear Fay. Very classy very antique for lack of better descriptions. I enjoyed this one thoroughly!

November 5th, 2021 09:39

Linked
dusk arising said:

A phot of babe in arms of mother stood next to grandmother and again great grandmother by her side. The four seasons of humanity..... so ran my thoughts upon reading your piece and that wonderful picture.
Grandmothers are wonderful in their autumn glory, each cast off leaf a treasure of memory.
I never knew my grandparents but i want to be the best grandpa friend to my grandchildren.

Beautiful poetry, yours, evokes beautiful thoughts Fay.

November 5th, 2021 07:04

Linked
L. B. Mek said:

there\'s something comforting, knowing
this cycle of seasons we depend upon, rely
upon each other as well, maybe
when we too, can learn
to utilise that level of Trust
between each other, we may finally
understand the true meaning, of existence,
(thanks for sharing, dear Fay
a read that\'s sure to put someone in a contemplative mood)


November 5th, 2021 05:57

Brook-Song
Goldfinch60 said:

Beautiful words Fay, the music that the brook creates in life is another melody in Nature\'s Symphony.

Andy

November 5th, 2021 01:34

Brook-Song
Neville said:


I remember these words well and am not ashamed to point out that I loved em the first time round and quite possibly even more today than I did back then ........... N x


November 4th, 2021 12:45

Brook-Song
Garth Rakumakoe said:

A \"re-membering\" of sorts, and proclaiming of identity. I love the personification. Beautiful offering Fay!

November 4th, 2021 07:09

Brook-Song
L. B. Mek said:

I love the flow in your wording, complementing
and adding more context and depth
to your poetry\'s topic or message, dear Fay
skilfully done, thanks for sharing again
a wonderful treat

November 4th, 2021 05:56

Brook-Song
dusk arising said:

I remember this lovely metaphor from a while back. Still as potent as it was on first reading and so memorable.

I tried writing on the same subject before reading your piece, I gave up because you completely said it all for my mind.

November 4th, 2021 05:13

Brook-Song
orchidee said:

Good write Fay.
I feel that the form of the first stanza pictures a brook growing. Then the second stanza is the same width throughout, showing the brook knowing itself as a brook.

November 4th, 2021 04:06

Year\'s Yield.
Paul Bell said:

Batten down the hatches, snow on the hills. Extra big shop for the subordinates who can\'t cope with winter.

November 3rd, 2021 13:32

Year\'s Yield.
dusk arising said:

You took my thoughts to the life of and living as a field mouse. Acknowledging the change in season and preparing for survival of the next season..... all instinctive too.... such wonders of nature we overlook with our busy technical living.
Thank you for taking my mind to the fields of November where i once strolled feeling winters approach in my nostrils mindful of natures turn.



November 3rd, 2021 12:01



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