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D G Moody

77 years old from UK


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Keep holding my hand

2026-02-12
Whoever the brother is here this speaks to me of such a strong bond, expressed with eloquence.


SOME

2026-02-12
like being on a train; some get on, some get off, but only one destination.


SOME SAY THEY WILL

2026-02-12
I appreciate this one Ken - terse - to the point.


FOR MY CAROL ON VALENTINES DAY

2026-02-12
Heart felt, as it should be, thanks Alan.


IN THE CORNER OF MY MIND

2026-02-12
I found this to be a profound statement Alan, on a subject that it is nigh on impossible to understand fully if not already in that condition. The nearest I can come to it is with two close friends, the wife of who is now on the same journey.


Back To Black

2026-02-08
The tragedy, but without it would there have been her?


Aqua on Seedlings

2026-02-08
Sublime.


FOR ME

2026-02-08
A sublime evocation of childhood, and how a father could show his love in such a simple yet profound way - Bravo Allen


Spring Wind

2026-02-06
I think Allen said it Jim, and it sort of reminds me of William Duffy's poem about laying in a hammock - though you have certainly not lost........


this is what we do

2026-02-06
I enjoy your poems 'otp' a persona that brings a discerning look into the everyday of life that is to be cherished, as with this one.


What Lies Within

2026-02-06
A wise reflection Melinda. It always seems strange to me, that the one fact we can rely on is that we will die, but then we never seem to live by this knowledge and make the best of our lives.


Children's unexpected answers

2026-02-06
Out of the mouths of babes - comes wisdom!


Backward

2026-02-06
What a good short and terse poem I don't think it could be improved on its subject.


Demand Response

2026-02-03
Spot on Melinda; as its not lifestyle choice to have sufficient heat to live, as with water - also being sucked into data centres. And NC?


look back

2026-02-03
The past is a foreign country - as the wise man said, and we have no map or guide we can trust; nice one Jim.


TIES THAT BIND

2026-02-03
I related to this, having long lost parents , then three brothers, with just one left who I dislike, and two sisters that are strangers. It is in my marriage and friendships that I find meaning.


Conversations no 5

2026-02-03
You've hit the bell perfectly Marie, for this is where the love in marriage resonates.


Back Foot Defensive

2026-02-03
I appreciated this, more so as I found there were the two narratives that coincided into the subtle metaphor of the cricket.


avila beach

2026-01-29
The ending was sublime - a born poet.


the morning after

2026-01-29
Well, just glad I wrote my comment just now, and we all have to suffer for our art.


a cold winter night

2026-01-29
Lovely poem, and evocative of winter and our ancestral urge to hunker down in whatever warmth we find


taps

2026-01-29
I even dreamed about him last night, he had me employed selling salmon; what does that say about me?!?!! Anyway - good poem


STILL FINGERS

2026-01-29
I think our generation, born to parents who live through WWII, had to carry the burden of their trauma; one result being a difficulty in expressing love.


BIT BY BIT

2026-01-29
Larkin summed it up, and yes, we often carry the physic scars; these can only be dissolved in a greater love.


PoetBay People: Lawrence ('Larry') Beck

2026-01-29
We truly don't know what we've got till its gone, as with Larry, who was for me a voice of the true America, an old fashioned patriot, not afraid to speak truth to power; on many levels I'll miss him; and if you're in heaven Larry - give them hell :-)


SLAYING THE DRAGON

2026-01-29
A lot to ponder here Allen. I do wish some humans ill, for what they have done or doing, but does that make me the same?


ILLUSION GLASS

2026-01-29
'on the cold pane of my mind.' I like the metaphors and the way you use language.


The Silence Between Us

2026-01-29
So much is hidden inside, when the world only see the surface.


Salutations to the Gifted

2026-01-29
What a marvellous introduction, and yes, welcome to Poetbay - may your own pen never lack inspiration.


The Work of Water

2026-01-29
I enjoyed this, as it brings to us the gift we have in water, especially when we are the fortunate ones that have it on tap.


On Responsibility

2026-01-29
Thank you Melinda; this needed to be said.


Alchemy Couplet

2026-01-15
Such an excellent use of this poetic form.


Christina

2026-01-11
I liked it. It grows on me the more often I read it, and there's a lot to be said for a shorter poem.


When the Floor Collapses

2026-01-09
I loved the metaphor of the the truth as being the floor, it makes the poem work so well for me. And on 'That' date you do know that Trump is set on breaking the BBC over a slip in editing, when he did indeed incite his mob.


THE KINDNES OF STRANGENES

2026-01-09
There is our hope in this, that the kindness of strangers comes unbidden and without thoughts of gain.


A Pithy Myth

2026-01-09
This cheered me up, so thanks Sameen; and so true, that from ancient time until our day - poets create the myths by which we live out our days.


The new year seems cold

2026-01-09
There is nothing here that I don't share, so thanks for this.


JANUARY'S SAD GARDEN

2026-01-09
I don't think I could put this any better Allen; it perfectly reflects how I'm feeling myself now, as I look around for hope and only find emptiness.


When the Stars Failed

2026-01-09
Thank you for this Melinda. As someone who has personal ties with the USA I do receive some of the despair from decent people as they watch their great nation spiral down into dictatorship. We can only hope that the good will prevail.


Olde Englund

2026-01-09
Was it something we said?


This, Too, Is Love

2026-01-04
So right Sameen; love is just as much in the small things.


NOT A POEM, BUT A THOUGHT

2026-01-04
Spot on Allen

We have to try
to do less we
might as well die.


Uncommon Wings

2026-01-03
I googled the red-winged blackbird, not having these birds in the UK; then I found their symbolism:

'The red-winged blackbird symbolizes strength, resilience, transformation, and good luck, serving as a powerful reminder of new beginnings and the importance of community.'

I thought that in this lovely poem you've woven that as a perfect metaphor for how our lives change.


Cape Jasmine

2026-01-03
For me, an excellent narrative poem, that evokes through the image of the flower the transience of our lives.


Held

2026-01-03
I enjoyed this poem Melinda; for me it has the same quality of lyricism that I find in the Psalms.


Some Old Poems for the New Year

2026-01-02
Apart from being superbly crafted, I can see a link between each one; and any one would stand alone as a delight; a good way to bring the New Year Jim.


To an Artist

2026-01-02
A perfect tribute Jim, to a man of deep sensibility.


DE-PARTED

2025-12-15
I found this a powerful testament to mortality; how you've conjoined the image with the knife that cuts both literally and into the grieving heart; a masterful poem Allen.


winter palette

2025-12-14
I enjoyed reading this, the use of imagery is perfect.


cold clear night

2025-12-05
Evocative of a place that you'd have to be there to convey as well as this.