Saturday, January 28, 2017

What A Wrath

The French have a phrase for just such judgements: La petite mort. Something like the petty mortician. Never let a living thing stand in the way of imagination.-Lantz Pierre


A Blackbird Will Not Sing

One more time the masses dance around each other, conjoined without embrace, held by science and released by love. Dang, this is such a sweet, heavy piece of resistance and assimilation.-Lantz Pierre

Friday, January 27, 2017

Expanding

I love how you tie in this expansion, and even though dark matter and its effect on expansion remains theory, it just slams me as interesting. I too believe there will be no big crunch.. The metaphors are fabulous.-Damaged Soul

Temple Of Hope

The tragic position of humanity is I feel brought to life here by your amazing imagery friend. A read which needs more than a glance as it deals with the state of guilt the masses have now attained.
-Fay Slimm

Thursday, January 26, 2017

*on 100th Birthday Of Alan Turing

well written. a respected tribute. thanks for sharing.-Madhabi Banerjee

For Whom The Sky Weeps

You do not want to live in poverty
Comment: The richness of life infuses the silvered words stilled for a moment on the page, on the screen. This is sublime, as it reaches from the depths to the very heights, like from my dirty feet to the hair on my head that I will soon need to comb. Thank you for this pretty picture. I will frame it in a locket woven from green branches and wear it over my heart.-Lantz Pierre

very good.wellwritten poem.-Madhabi Banerjee

A complex poem. +++10.-Robert Murray Smith



https://members.poemhunter.com/

When Night Weeps

Gorgeous portrait moving through language to reveal what is within and examine the details that are not.-Lantz Pierre

Tenderness

The space shrinks very amazingly here. Wisely penned poem!-Pintu Mahakul

I Am Thinking

I enjoyed every word, but would like to know what inspired this work?-Damaged Soul

It's beautiful.. rich too-Albani

Wednesday, January 25, 2017

Improbabilis

To believe in a utopia in a dystopian age is hard. Give love to your enemy or a hand yo your oppressor. Peot see with penetrative glance and you see more sometomes than most a vivid poem enjoyed thanks-Paul Brookes

Snaky Paths

As usual a deep and interesting write making the reader consider each line. The jigsaw then comes together and the meaning then becomes clear. Your verses are a continued joy, thanks-Paul Brookes

Pulsating Moods

A triplet of four stanzas.
Well written piece.
Thanks for sharing!

Sylva-Onyema Uba.-Sylva-onyema Uba

The Mysterious Fire

i was a poem!
Comment: wow...i mean this is so beautifully penned....the personifications are so amazing here n eloquently written
Breaking the silence
I will reclaim the groped
virginity of stones, which
had witnessed unparalleled assault.
brilliant lines! ! !-Jaya Das

Another beautifully penned poem the line flow like honey it has an undercurrent and an edginess to it Great write Thanks-Paul Brookes

Ultimate Death

Beautiful, powerful poetry. -Prabhu Bharathan, USA

Monday, January 23, 2017

Crib Of Sun

I love the words in your poem: ". . . Indeed, he saddled himself with luxury
of oblivion. The success around him was most obstinate. . . . " very nice .-fbrew