"Win-Win" is a Myth
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2025-10-20 Brilliant observation of a worldwide conundrum. Blessings, Allen
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no blackbird attended
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2025-10-20 Great emotive poetry. Blessings, Allen
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Holding On
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2025-10-20 Ah, bless you. You are strong. Allen
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England 2025
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2025-10-16 A thoroughly understandable core to this piece of yours. In this present reality there are so many things that you can have concern over: Things you love or are losing, and you can see no way to bring them back to a state of tranquility and peacefulness. And as an 'old'n' myself, I feel great concern for the young people just starting out in life. What they are going to miss out on in life? Blessings and brotherly love, Allen
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Love as Metaphor
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2025-10-16 Terrific. Love this. While being good poetry it is also saying something that is really revealing to me, as I hadn't thought about it that way. Blessings, Allen
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Memento
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2025-10-16 Such a brief and emotive poem. "She did, so, in her place, I've left,
At least, an imprint of her lips." to my mind is extraordinarily powerful and cements the 'feel' of this piece. Although sad, this poem deserves accolade in my opinion. Blessings, Allen
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Like Lamps Without
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2025-10-16 Deep. Nicely written. Blessings, Allen
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Ding-a-Ling
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2025-10-16 Interesting. I have always wanted to create poetry that was like music. Music seems to be able to get to the heart of you sometimes, but then so can words. The human condition is mainly shared by communication one way or another. This God thing is far more subtle, I think. Imagine an energy as all knowing as a 'God', it would surely know how to manifest in every possible way. Maybe that is what made the proposition that 'God' is all seeing. Blessings, Allen
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An Unexpected Moment
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2025-10-16 But surely that makes them easier to kick?
Blessings, Allen
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Two Ways to Deal With a Crisis
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2025-10-15 Thoughts and prayers go to you, Lawrence. Sadly it is true that many people suffer the same, but that doesn't make it any better does it. Blessings, Allen
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Artificial Intelligence
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2025-10-14 Nice one. I do hope you are correct because that would be a demonstration of Karma in our reality. Do they deserve better when they steal intellectual rights and then have the audacity to sell what they have stolen? There's more, but I won't bore you!!!! Blessings, Allen
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Little White Feather
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2025-10-13 You will know more about her than we readers, but your words will mean so much; have great solace, to those who closely miss the young lady. I don't think I should say I enjoyed your poem, because enjoyment isn't something one associates with the death of a young lady, but your words glided easily into my imagination. Such events are the nectar of poets. Blessings, Allen
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it's hard to conceive
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2025-10-11 It is true. And all coming into this world the same way, perhaps we can realise we are all in the same boat! Thought provoking poem. Blessings, Alllen
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Cast Out
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2025-10-10 Just left me with a deep and compassionate sigh. A brave write from the pen of a resourceful human being. I realised how important the status-quo was to my mental equilibrium when I moved home in 1999: It was forced on me. To my amazement I survived. Since then I've done it by choice and can relish the difference. Blessings, Allen
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Vanquishing, Voluptuous Velocity
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2025-10-10 Somewhat morose, but an interesting read. Blessings, Allen
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Supernova
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2025-10-10 Those last two lines! Brilliant!
Strange, isn't it, that by simply saying, 'I don't know' you demonstrate wisdom, and at the same time 'inner knowledge'. Blessings, Allen
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Chasm
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2025-10-10 Bravo! I always enjoy reading your poetry. Some fabulous metaphors. Thankyou for sharing it. Blessings, Allen
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The Gospel of Power
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2025-10-10 Your poem suggests to me that you are a beacon of light in this darkening world. Please continue shining bright. Thanks for sharing your fine poem. Blessings, Allen
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Sanctuary
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2025-10-10 And long may your haven be undisturbed, and may the World wake up and shake off the mud, blood, and crud, in order to start purifying itself! Blessings, Allen
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FLIBBERTIGIBBET
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2025-10-10 These information sources are now mythology factories. Blessings, Allen
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Constancy
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2025-10-10 God! I can't remember a time when I 'slept' like that! The analogy of the river surface gleaming in the sun is very profound. I am left wishing for a better month ahead for you. Blessings, Allen
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The Oil Bleeds Red
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2025-10-10 A very skillful appraisal of the recurrent nature of... I won't say of 'Mankind', because it is unfair to generalise... an element of Mankind - notably politicians. How many times have we got to say, 'will they ever learn?' Blessings, Allen
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+~~+~~+ Little Jenny +~~+~~+
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2025-10-08 Good to see you writing once again. Blessings, Allen
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How to Write Poems Using AI
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2025-10-06 Can't say better than that. Besides, the AI involved will just swallow your words and regurgitate them later as being its own and charge for them too. Blessings, Allen
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i was conjured in a glint
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2025-10-06 I like this. It reads like a stream of thoughts. I particularly like the opening stanza. Blessings, Allen
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Blazing Pants
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2025-10-04 We don't see your words often enough, Kee. Blessings, Allen
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And I think to myself…..
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2025-10-04 Definitely welcome back Alvin. Welcome indeed. Just keep that leaking pen moving across the paper like this. Blessings, Allen
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Success?
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2025-10-02 It does! Blessings, Allen
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First Love
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2025-09-30 It is different, isn't it. Some strange metaphors but One gets the message. Blessings, Allen
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YET ANOTHER DEADLY SHOOTING!
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2025-09-30 Ken, I was reading just the other day that there have been 53 school shootings in the US this year to date. Nineteen dead, eighty-four injured. And as you say.... and it goes on! Blessings, Allen
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Come, Fill Your Tortilla
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2025-09-30 I'd love to join you but I'm pescatarian ! A good vegetarian curry is what I use to mask the stench - along with refreshing blonde beer. The sad thing is the stink returns without hesitation. I'm thinking crop sprayers. Blessings, Allen
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annie day one
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2025-09-30 A thought provoking poem, this. I like the construct too. Written so that the reader can visualise the scene okay. I am left wondering about the background to it, like, 'where is her home', and, 'why don't they live together', but as a poet you will know that is the sign of a good tale - leaving them wanting more! Blessings, Allen
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DEMENTIA ON MY MIND
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2025-09-30 No need to apologise, Alan. I think you are a bit of a miracle writing poetry with this illness to start with! Long may you continue to do so, my friend. Blessings, Allen
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Meniscus Doesn’t Lie
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2025-09-27 Thank you for sharing, it gave me a smile this rather dark morning. Blessings, Allen
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Pegasus
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2025-09-27 Bless! What a lovely expectation. I remember it well. Live and love well. Blessings, Allen
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Somewhere down the line
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2025-09-27 A deep observational poem, and very true. The sad part is that that it is likely that after several cycles, the only part of you that exists is in the genes of your progeny. Oh, and perhaps on a unmarked photograph jumbled amongst others, in a cardboard box pushed to the back of the highest shelf in a wardrobe in the spare bedroom. My box is full of them. I keep them because I know that these people meant something to my departed parents who bequeathed them . :( Blessings, Allen
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POET AND THEIR POETRY
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2025-09-25 Why else would we write, eh? :) Blessings, Allen
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Hunger
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2025-09-25 A really interesting poem. Thank you for sharing. Blessings, Allen
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Not the Norman Rockwell Version
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2025-09-25 I knew there was a reason why I moved to another country.... other than escaping the clutches of 'the dragon'! Blessings, Allen
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Late September Grasping
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2025-09-25 I read this poem and realised how skillfully it was written when almost every phrase mirrored thoughts and feeling of my own. I guess lots of readers of it will feel the same way when reading it. I must seek to find pleasure in Winter I suppose. Blessings, Allen
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Treading Water
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2025-09-24 I need to read this again. Blessings, Allen
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What’s Past is Past
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2025-09-19 Love, obsession, and the likes, have this ability to sometimes inspire unrealistic expectations... hence the 'rose coloured glasses'. However, what a dreadful world it would be if we spurned such feelings and lived life in a stark black and white world eh? Of course it is sad that our expectations never materialised in circumstances like your tree carvings. Awfully the carvings themselves have faded: Normally they at least remain as a sweet reminder of what once was. Its a nice poem, though imparting sorrow. well done. Blessings, Allen PS: Forgive mu apparent verbosity. You struck a nerve!
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More Dilettante Than Slave
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2025-09-19 Unfortunately wage slavery is still awaiting the arrival of a modern day William Wilberforce. Where the hell is he (or her)? Blessings, Allen
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HARD TO READ
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2025-09-19 wxactly! Don't take everything at face value, think about it, evaluate it in your own mind. Blessings, Allen
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Sex Appeal
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2025-09-18 A bold statement in this poem makes me think about the 'eye of the beholder'. It is fascinating in this experience we are in that what appeals to one person may not to another - but that's, as they say, is what makes the world go around. Blessings, Allen
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Constitutionally Protected? Nope.
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2025-09-17 Delicious highball, thank you, though the sparkling bubbles are overshadowed. Blessings, Allen
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The Lion of stillness
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2025-09-16 A thought provoking poem, Nils. I like the shape too. :o) Blessings, Allen
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Something Has To Give
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2025-09-16 What a wonderful message your poem gives. Blessings, Allen
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over-shoulder weather
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2025-09-16 This could be a brave write, though I suspect it was written so as to be a bit of a teaser, with a double meaning. Nevertheless there are some unique metaphors that are to be admired and enjoyed in the reading of it. Blessings, Allen
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Blue Nightscapes
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2025-09-16 You have 'nostalgiaitis' a bit like me at the moment. I like the 'silken' nature of this piece. Blessings, Allen
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