Comments received on poems by Fay Slimm.
Omens
Goldfinch60 said:
May that canvas always be filled with your words Fay.
Andy
May 25th, 2021 00:52
Goldfinch60 said:
May that canvas always be filled with your words Fay.
Andy
May 25th, 2021 00:52
Omens
orchidee said:
Good write of coastal scenes Fay.
I gotta make do with duck pond at the local park - the nearest I get to a coast. Well, it\'s a fine pond and park!
May 24th, 2021 08:31
orchidee said:
Good write of coastal scenes Fay.
I gotta make do with duck pond at the local park - the nearest I get to a coast. Well, it\'s a fine pond and park!
May 24th, 2021 08:31
Appetite
L. B. Mek said:
\'A book titled Forever opened but eagerness lessened.\'
like in \'Jerry Maguire\' - you had me:
with that brilliantly memorable first line, dear Fay
what a wonderful bite-size, poetic treat you shared
on a moody Friday morning, thank you!
May 21st, 2021 02:34
L. B. Mek said:
\'A book titled Forever opened but eagerness lessened.\'
like in \'Jerry Maguire\' - you had me:
with that brilliantly memorable first line, dear Fay
what a wonderful bite-size, poetic treat you shared
on a moody Friday morning, thank you!
May 21st, 2021 02:34
Appetite
Goldfinch60 said:
That sweet nectar will always be there Fay, enjoy every sip.
Andy
May 21st, 2021 00:24
Goldfinch60 said:
That sweet nectar will always be there Fay, enjoy every sip.
Andy
May 21st, 2021 00:24
Appetite
MendedFences27 said:
When one turns the page, one is never the same as before. Each page adds to life\'s experiences and makes one wiser and stronger, more able to cope with life and love. The unwritten page is the gift of hope.
A beautiful allegory, Fay, cleverly written and expressed. - Phil A.
May 20th, 2021 10:54
MendedFences27 said:
When one turns the page, one is never the same as before. Each page adds to life\'s experiences and makes one wiser and stronger, more able to cope with life and love. The unwritten page is the gift of hope.
A beautiful allegory, Fay, cleverly written and expressed. - Phil A.
May 20th, 2021 10:54
Appetite
dusk arising said:
That book titled forever could also be entitled \"Hope\" I feel.
So well you tell the story of a once closed door carefully set ajar and eagerly but guardedly reopened.
May 20th, 2021 09:36
dusk arising said:
That book titled forever could also be entitled \"Hope\" I feel.
So well you tell the story of a once closed door carefully set ajar and eagerly but guardedly reopened.
May 20th, 2021 09:36
Appetite
Dove said:
Beautiful way of looking at life,
a neglected soul shall flee
Breakaway from the strife
Wanting to be happy and free
No longer a husband or wife
In someone else’s arm they’ll be
May 20th, 2021 08:59
Dove said:
Beautiful way of looking at life,
a neglected soul shall flee
Breakaway from the strife
Wanting to be happy and free
No longer a husband or wife
In someone else’s arm they’ll be
May 20th, 2021 08:59
Appetite
Neville said:
it happens sometimes ... and just in case it hasn\'t yet, it some times pays to jot it down quick ...
my appetite this mane has just been poetically slaked .. and true
Neville
May 20th, 2021 06:41
Neville said:
it happens sometimes ... and just in case it hasn\'t yet, it some times pays to jot it down quick ...
my appetite this mane has just been poetically slaked .. and true
Neville
May 20th, 2021 06:41
Changeling
L. B. Mek said:
\'where clifftops, let Divas
hone: ever more skills.\'
\'From waltz to flamingo
on coastal hills
Air
loves feeling freedom\'..
beautiful imagery, wonderful flow
a sumptuous, breeze - of a read, if you will.. lol
thanks for sharing it again, dear Fay
May 20th, 2021 04:07
L. B. Mek said:
\'where clifftops, let Divas
hone: ever more skills.\'
\'From waltz to flamingo
on coastal hills
Air
loves feeling freedom\'..
beautiful imagery, wonderful flow
a sumptuous, breeze - of a read, if you will.. lol
thanks for sharing it again, dear Fay
May 20th, 2021 04:07
Appetite
rosiedm said:
Is this based on a book you have read.
It\'s a lovely read.
I read it though like as if the man is important and the woman isnt seen or is weaker
Needs to be loved by a man
Wants to be.
But if you are strong on your own firstly then the right man you\'ll meet. I think .
Or not at all if your strong and reliant on your own self.
May 20th, 2021 03:50
rosiedm said:
Is this based on a book you have read.
It\'s a lovely read.
I read it though like as if the man is important and the woman isnt seen or is weaker
Needs to be loved by a man
Wants to be.
But if you are strong on your own firstly then the right man you\'ll meet. I think .
Or not at all if your strong and reliant on your own self.
May 20th, 2021 03:50
Changeling
Goldfinch60 said:
Beautiful words Fay, may that freedom always be there.
Andy
May 19th, 2021 23:59
Goldfinch60 said:
Beautiful words Fay, may that freedom always be there.
Andy
May 19th, 2021 23:59
Changeling
dusk arising said:
Oh to be the bird on high and really feel the wind as my force. Where gravity plays second fiddle to air pressure changes and cliff faces lift me higher. How different a perspective would flow through me.
Lifted by your words onto a breeze of inspiration.
May 19th, 2021 07:19
dusk arising said:
Oh to be the bird on high and really feel the wind as my force. Where gravity plays second fiddle to air pressure changes and cliff faces lift me higher. How different a perspective would flow through me.
Lifted by your words onto a breeze of inspiration.
May 19th, 2021 07:19
Wakening
Goldfinch60 said:
Love can be like that and true love is like that forever.
Andy
May 18th, 2021 00:03
Goldfinch60 said:
Love can be like that and true love is like that forever.
Andy
May 18th, 2021 00:03
Wakening
MendedFences27 said:
The lunacy of Love. How it transforms ordinary, clear thinking people into distracted, irrational fools. It\'s wonderful, as is your poem. The smitten folk are the walking Angels of this Earth, open to acceptance, sharing, and kindness.
Your poem captures the sense of love, how it overpowers all of the other senses. How living becomes the most important and desirable thing we can do. Love makes us all idiots, for not seeing everything through the eyes of love all the time. If only we could capture this emotion and feed it to the world. A wonderful poem and statement of Love\'s power. - Phil A.
May 17th, 2021 18:16
MendedFences27 said:
The lunacy of Love. How it transforms ordinary, clear thinking people into distracted, irrational fools. It\'s wonderful, as is your poem. The smitten folk are the walking Angels of this Earth, open to acceptance, sharing, and kindness.
Your poem captures the sense of love, how it overpowers all of the other senses. How living becomes the most important and desirable thing we can do. Love makes us all idiots, for not seeing everything through the eyes of love all the time. If only we could capture this emotion and feed it to the world. A wonderful poem and statement of Love\'s power. - Phil A.
May 17th, 2021 18:16
Revealed
L. B. Mek said:
(profound and insightful words, yet again dear Fay
thanks you for inspiring these two, (attempted)
continuation stanza\'s
forgive my temerity for attempting them
like usual I just got carried away by your wondrous Poetry)..
\'Misused
ill-fated, wishful diagnosis of forged entropy excuses
As mirrors to our shame-enveloped, belated realisations
rendering all happenstance, to Nature\'s divine intervention
Begotten
just desserts! For foolishly wasted breath
between
first blink, and ---------------------------- all-things: regretfully - Sans...\'
May 17th, 2021 05:40
L. B. Mek said:
(profound and insightful words, yet again dear Fay
thanks you for inspiring these two, (attempted)
continuation stanza\'s
forgive my temerity for attempting them
like usual I just got carried away by your wondrous Poetry)..
\'Misused
ill-fated, wishful diagnosis of forged entropy excuses
As mirrors to our shame-enveloped, belated realisations
rendering all happenstance, to Nature\'s divine intervention
Begotten
just desserts! For foolishly wasted breath
between
first blink, and ---------------------------- all-things: regretfully - Sans...\'
May 17th, 2021 05:40
Wakening
dusk arising said:
My word, you couldn\'t pick a finer time of year to fall smitten by the love bug. Dashing out of the rain showers to shelter and hug in shop doorways - how joyfully romantic.
May 17th, 2021 04:11
dusk arising said:
My word, you couldn\'t pick a finer time of year to fall smitten by the love bug. Dashing out of the rain showers to shelter and hug in shop doorways - how joyfully romantic.
May 17th, 2021 04:11
Revealed
Goldfinch60 said:
Sometimes when sleep evades us those hard wrought problems just seem to come into our minds and prevent sleep from coming. Good words Fay.
Andy
May 16th, 2021 23:45
Goldfinch60 said:
Sometimes when sleep evades us those hard wrought problems just seem to come into our minds and prevent sleep from coming. Good words Fay.
Andy
May 16th, 2021 23:45
Revealed
Neville said:
Unmistakably mistress Slimm a real poets poem revealed ... x
May 16th, 2021 11:08
Neville said:
Unmistakably mistress Slimm a real poets poem revealed ... x
May 16th, 2021 11:08
Revealed
dusk arising said:
The frailty of our human condition reveals itself when emotions gain the upper hand. The learned side of our condition allows the comfort of tears to flow releasing the balm of acceptance and continuity. The beauty of our condition is revealed in the poetry of life such as falls from your pen here.
May 16th, 2021 04:14
dusk arising said:
The frailty of our human condition reveals itself when emotions gain the upper hand. The learned side of our condition allows the comfort of tears to flow releasing the balm of acceptance and continuity. The beauty of our condition is revealed in the poetry of life such as falls from your pen here.
May 16th, 2021 04:14
Endings
PrEm Ji said:
Birds are superior to man... They know when would death appear in their lives... They vanish in search of a place where they can die peacefully.
May 15th, 2021 08:45
PrEm Ji said:
Birds are superior to man... They know when would death appear in their lives... They vanish in search of a place where they can die peacefully.
May 15th, 2021 08:45
Apprehension
L. B. Mek said:
\'But time can sneak in.\'
and ain\'t that the truth!
funny, when we reunite with old colleagues or school friends
and relieve our past, its surreal how recent those memories, still feel
and so I imagine, when that Final, last call is announced
for loved ones and ultimately, ourselves
how tangibly - near, those flashing
memento postcards of our lives, will feel..
Sorry, for your friends loss. Whether sudden or expected
losing a parent is a traumatic even, at whatever age..
thanks for sharing dear Fay,
I read your most recent poem before this one, so it
added to my melancholy of reflection and moody musing
somewhat fitting with the grey, and dim Friday morning
that\'s blessed us, with easy access to reverie\'s: comforts
May 14th, 2021 04:12
L. B. Mek said:
\'But time can sneak in.\'
and ain\'t that the truth!
funny, when we reunite with old colleagues or school friends
and relieve our past, its surreal how recent those memories, still feel
and so I imagine, when that Final, last call is announced
for loved ones and ultimately, ourselves
how tangibly - near, those flashing
memento postcards of our lives, will feel..
Sorry, for your friends loss. Whether sudden or expected
losing a parent is a traumatic even, at whatever age..
thanks for sharing dear Fay,
I read your most recent poem before this one, so it
added to my melancholy of reflection and moody musing
somewhat fitting with the grey, and dim Friday morning
that\'s blessed us, with easy access to reverie\'s: comforts
May 14th, 2021 04:12
Endings
L. B. Mek said:
\'there
between jeweled sea and my feet
one moment of
sad surprise unrolled mortality.\'
haunting words, that vividly describe
your insightful moment of stark realisation,
a poem speaking to our own suddenness of mortality
reflecting, on the fact that we too, navigate
those slippery paths of fate, between
life\'s jewelled sea of stormy opportunity
and the sands of sans: that await, with certainty...
(a poignant read, dear Fay
really liked the solemnity of respect for that poor swans life
you imbued in to your write, with perfectly pitched
pacing and flow)
May 14th, 2021 03:59
L. B. Mek said:
\'there
between jeweled sea and my feet
one moment of
sad surprise unrolled mortality.\'
haunting words, that vividly describe
your insightful moment of stark realisation,
a poem speaking to our own suddenness of mortality
reflecting, on the fact that we too, navigate
those slippery paths of fate, between
life\'s jewelled sea of stormy opportunity
and the sands of sans: that await, with certainty...
(a poignant read, dear Fay
really liked the solemnity of respect for that poor swans life
you imbued in to your write, with perfectly pitched
pacing and flow)
May 14th, 2021 03:59
Endings
Neville said:
if one is to end washed up on a beach like that .. I sincerely hope some fine poet is around to witness and record the moment ..
death is never pretty, but at least in this case, the immortalisation of former beauty process has already begun ...
... Neville
May 13th, 2021 05:30
Neville said:
if one is to end washed up on a beach like that .. I sincerely hope some fine poet is around to witness and record the moment ..
death is never pretty, but at least in this case, the immortalisation of former beauty process has already begun ...
... Neville
May 13th, 2021 05:30
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