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2025-06-12
I suspect that something along these lines is almost inevitable, given the apparently unfathomable justice system. Blessings, Allen

2025-06-04
You never know, it might just be a diamond in disguise.
Blessings, Allen

2025-05-20
Enjoyable read, Lawrence. I thought you were talking about her being like a trophy wife, but clearly not. :o)
Blessings, Allen

2025-05-20
Forthright, I give you that! And why not. Quote: "To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment." (Ralph Waldo Emerson)
Blessings, Allen

2025-05-18
Looks good. And the write is a good conversational piece. Blessings, Allen

2025-05-18
Ah, yes, Night Soul Woman. I wonder where she is now. Perhaps she is sitting beneath a hackberry tree somewhere, Jim.

When I am visiting these pages I often think of the beautiful people who once wrote beautiful words on PB. As you can tell this piece of yours inspires thinking. Blessings, Allen

2025-05-18
Indira Ganghi said, "The old need the company of the young so that they renew their contact with life." I can see that in myself because I do so miss having my children around. But I hate to tell you this, I have absolutely no problem of being on my own. Perhaps it is because I'm an 'only child', I don't know. It takes all sorts.... I hope you find the company you seek.
Blessings, Allen

2025-05-18
Dark, or milk, I wonder? And what cocoa concentration? Too strong and it gives me headaches; too sweet and it is sickly. I guess love can override all those considerations. Rose glasses and all that. :o)
Blessings, Allen

2025-05-18
So it is chess then: Checkmate, you have been captured, maybe even captivated. :o)
Blessings, Allen

2025-05-17
Flippantly some would say, "You've got it bad!" But it is plain to see that you take your love very seriously.
Blessings, Allen

2025-05-17
This charming piece gave me a smile at it's ending. For that it is to be applauded. Blessings, Allen

2025-05-17
To make people believe in their tomorrows: Such an incredible ability in this state of the world.
Blessings, Allen

2025-05-17
She won't know. It is like a little white lie.
Blessings, Allen

2025-05-16
Yes, I agree with One Trick Pony about this: It is quietly powerful, and succinctly tells us more than the words themselves say. The old saying,'You can choose your friends but not your relations' comes to mind. I experienced something of the same nature, and now, in later years, have this reversal of thinking where I now appreciate that all that went before brought me to where I am - where I am comfortable in my skin. Have confidence in yourself.
Blessings, Allen

2025-05-16
Such a heartfelt write, this. Your words inspire compassion in the heart and mind of the reader. Blessings, Allen

2025-05-16
I appreciate your poem very much, but when I read it I am consumed with the thought that this attitude (forgive me for calling it that) is an acceptance of the debasing of self worth that all these entities have and do impose on us. Some, I guess, we must endure, but largely they inspire my desire to revolt! Blessings, Allen

2025-05-16
A very poignant poem, I feel. A brilliant metaphor, as well.
Blessings, Allen

2025-05-16
Perhaps I shouldn't have, but I smiled when I read your poem. It was its ironic nature that got to me! I think the problem is timing. Ultimately it is going to rain, and Murphy's Law states that when it rains it will be at the wrong time!
In respect of the Shaman, it's the paradox of prophecy too.
Blessings, Allen

2025-05-05
So clearly heartfelt this poem. It is often difficult to put all those feelings into words, I feel. Blessings, Allen

2025-05-02
Abundantly clear where you are coming from with this. To believe in a vengeful God would have it's benefits if really evil people worried about it. They don't. Blessings, Allen

2025-05-01
A clever write, this. It poses a question broader in aspect that might at first be thought. Basically humans have this habit of mucking up things, don't they/we! What would life be without money - at least in the form we have at the moment? Blessings, Allen

2025-04-30
So commendable. But do you really have to sleep on a bench?
Blessings, Allen

2025-04-28
You are in my thoughts, and those of other's, for relief of the suffering. Hope is a really powerful energy and has such great potential. Blessings and love, Allen

2025-04-28
Hi Peter, its smashing to see you writing on PB. I just lurv lipstress'! Lovely poem about love. :o) We with Welsh blood somewhere in our veins have this thing called hiraeth.
Blessings. Allen

2025-04-28
Yes, this poem so effectively highlights a scene we see all the time. We take our mobiles out with us in the car "in case" - but that's it. No surfing, no calling, no gaming, no social media! (We dumped Facebook so long ago it is hard to say exactly how long, but say at least ten years ago! There's no appeal in SM for us , so even if we were into such things we wouldn't use 'x" for obvious reasons! I do think that SM can be like an addiction though, and addiction is an illness. Will they get well soon? Blessings, Allen

2025-04-24
Take care on those excursions, and make sure you are fully charged. Freedom! Beep beep....
Blessings, Allen

2025-04-22
Ah, the last stanza of this epic poem gives something of the author away, doesn't it: 'While his regret kept him in that dreich place,' and 'So, he stripped and set out to dree his weird.' Well done, Dougie, and the tweak was well worth it. It's good to see you here too. Blessings and brotherly love, Allen

2025-04-18
A similar thing with me: Inasmuch as I was never baptized. As an octogenarian I have never feared that my God would not unconditionally love me... since he or she mas maintained my being / my existing in this life, and given me such experiences to satisfy my belief that existence is eternal. I myself chose to give my children their own choice in such matters. I concur about the hypocrisy that is evident in so many 'missionaries'. Blessings, Allen

2025-04-17
That is a shame. Here is the hope that tomorrow (today) will be a better day for you. Blessings, Allen

2025-04-17
And very lyrical it is too. Well done. Blessings, Allen

2025-04-12
Very True. Blessings, Allen

2025-04-12
It is a feeling I share - so well described in your poem. I can survive happily on my own, 'in my own company', but in those intervals of initial separation after enjoying the company of a loved-one, in particular, the silence is the first signal of the void their leaving has created. Deserves accolade. Blessings, Allen

2025-04-12
I like it. Well written. Blessings, Allen

2025-04-12
A fine piece of poetry, this. Your descriptions bring the scene to life brilliantly, Jim. Blessings, Allen

2025-04-11
No, I get where you are coming from. Maybe such congratulations just get on your nerves. Blessings, Allen

2025-04-11
A fine sonnet. The subject matter reminds me of the saying: You can choose your friends but not your family. Sad isn't it. Blessings, Allen

2025-04-10
Fabulous are memories such as this! I watched a lone boy child yesterday sitting on a swing in his garden reading a book... a BOOK! What is the world coming to! Blessings, Allen

2025-04-10
So absolutely true, this. For the most part this could be acheived by use of the simple word 'toleration' between one human and another, and by the regocnition that we all do the same bodily functions whatever our perceived status or importance is!
Blessings, Allen

2025-04-09
Self confidence is a wonderful thing, and yet sometimes if can... Well, it can just totally get out of control. Lawrence (below) comments that it is a pandemic, and I can see where he is coming from when you extrapolate the core of your poem into the real world as we see and experience it today. And as your poem title says, it is hard to believe.
Blessings, Allen

2025-04-08
From the heart! Blessings, Allen

2025-04-08
Damn, I really hope so!
Blessings, Allen

2025-04-06
@Lawrence Beck: Yes. She died in 2017 aged 95 years.
Blessings, Allen

2025-04-05
Writing is without doubt cathartic, and the reading is educational, so everyone gains something from the process (hopefully!) :o)
Blessings, Allen

2025-04-05
And you know, we are interested to read it too! Actually I thought the construct was pretty clever. I liked the complaints, and all was well until you said you were insignificant. Nobody is truly insignificant. Everybody is unique. The problem (maybe it is a blessing) is that we can't see the wood for the trees! Blessings, Allen

2025-04-05
More than a draft isn't it? That's a rhetorical by the way, because it was a pleasure to read. If your drafts are like that you put mine to shame, Jim!
Blessings, Allen

2025-04-01
What a fabulous thing to have done, Alan. You should have received a medal. Blessings, Allen

2025-04-01
Very interesting poem, Sona. Love the metaphor of cloud. Blessings, Allen

2025-03-29
A really interesting piece, dealing with the imponderable. I think it is cleverly constructed, full of pathos, and descriptive enough to make me 'see' the scenes you paint. Deserves accolade IMHO.
Blessings, Allen

2025-03-27
Alan, I greatly respect you, but I have to say that one of the problems with the UK today is that no-one seems to stick with it: They want the results they want, and NOW - regardless of the reasons why that might not be possible or in the country's best interests. Just my pennyworth after reading your poem. Blessings, Allen.

2025-03-27
@Ann Wood: I understood that. My critique was not aimed at you, it was a critique of the poem. Only my point of view. You should be congratulated for your linguistic skills. Blessings, Allen

PS: I looked at Mariq's work on Otkrovenia. she is a good writer IMHO. :o)