I like this Uilleam. Just remember that among the flowers thistles may grow! Tread with careful steps.
Comment is about Call Yourself a Poet? (blog)
Original item by Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh
Hi Marly,
A lovely poem which captures the necessity of living in hope.
Many say that hope is a dangerous thing, personally I feel there has to be a balance. There is too much of surrender in living without hope, too much cynicism...too much decline.
Poems offering and suggesting hope are very necessary in times of despair.
David
Comment is about Yes, I'm Blind (blog)
Original item by Marla Joy
Hi RBK,
This is a feeling very well expressed.
I suspect many feel similar but would not be so well able to express that dull ache, as you have here.
David
Comment is about unrelenting horizon (blog)
Original item by Red Brick Keshner
Hi Uilleam,
Maybe a nod to Robert Frost there.
I think this is a great summation of a more satisfying way of living. It certainly makes for a more interesting and colourful journey, even if that journey is sometimes arduous.
Nice one.
David RL Moore
Comment is about Call Yourself a Poet? (blog)
Original item by Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh
I've often seen the question asked "how do we know we're not dreaming?" What's "reality"?
Perhaps leaving your mark on a piece of paper or a screen which someone else can see and respond to, is a successful enough description?
Comment is about Among the leaves (blog)
Original item by Alita Moore
An interesting poem.
The phrase “he / she produces more heat than light” is often used in a disparaging way.
But, you say that you “can feel the light”, which suggests to me in a positive way, that someone is producing a warmth which is guiding you?
Comment is about Yes, I'm Blind (blog)
Original item by Marla Joy
I get up in the morning before dawn,
I watch the spring in a beautiful gown.
I open my door very wide,
To watch the summer like a bride.
The moments of love and peace,
The moments I'd love to increase.
The dear moments of happiness,
The bad moments of sadness.
I walk together with summer,
I watch nature's colorful gamma.
I feel myself to be in a fairy tale,
I have the greatest wish to sail.
In the ocean I sail and dream,
My feelings look like a sunbeam.
I go through the strings of my heart.
The color chart has broken apart.
The reality has left my dreams,
Monsters have come, it seems.
And now I should bitterly weep.
It could only be better to sleep.
©Larisa Rzhepishevska
Comment is about I Get Up In The Morning Before The Dawn ... (blog)
Original item by Larisa Rzhepishevska
It's the richness and variety of life that makes our planet unique and supports all living things
Thought provoking poem Naomi.
Comment is about BIOLOGICAL DIVERSITY (blog)
Original item by Naomi
well crafted poem about the strength of being able to grieve and accept. Nicely done.
Comment is about They're a No for Today (blog)
Original item by Yanma Hidayah
Very nicely done and touching. I wonder about switching from her to your in last line, however, you paint a picture that can be seen and felt.
Comment is about Prayers Everywhere (blog)
Original item by Robert C Gaulke
Thankyou, Graham. I shall cherish the moniker.
Comment is about THE LEGEND - JACKSON LAMB (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
Sat 31st May 2025 20:32
I find that existing is impossible to describe. I try to with a lot of my poems, but I always fail. There is an innate discrepancy between not existing, the realities in our minds, and the rythme of reality. There are indescribable aspects to each of these states of being. I do generally believe in the soul, but I can't describe it.
Comment is about Among the leaves (blog)
Original item by Alita Moore
I appreciate the comment, Uilleam.
I've enjoyed countless hours of treasured solitude staring over the sea between passages of a good book just letting ideas wash over me like water--there is no more peaceful sight in the world to me.
Thanks all for reading and for the evidence that my entry made an impression 🌷
Comment is about on the waterfront (blog)
Original item by Landi Cruz
John you’re not called’ Limbo Coopey’ for nothing 😇
Comment is about THE LEGEND - JACKSON LAMB (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
Many thanks, Graham. It helps that I set a low bar.
Comment is about THE LEGEND - JACKSON LAMB (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
I have to agree with David. One of your best JC
G
Comment is about THE LEGEND - JACKSON LAMB (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
Thanks to Stephen, much appreciated.
Thanks for all the likes.
David
Comment is about Shifting Sand (blog)
Original item by David RL Moore
Thankyou, David, Uilleam and Telboy. And for the Likes, Redbrick and Holden.
The books are brilliantly written by Mick Herron and there are 7/8 in the Slough House collection. “Slough House” is about the 7th, the first one being “Slow Horses”. They are stand alone stories but you get a better understanding, Telboy, if you start at the beginning.
Also I would recommend watching the TV series of “Slow Horses” first. No-one could envisage the characterization of Jackson Lamb from the novels better than Gary Oldman.
Comment is about THE LEGEND - JACKSON LAMB (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
I'm not a great reader but do read a book whilst on holiday. Someone gave me a book almost a year ago which I will take when I go away in a fortnight. It is Slough House, and after reading your piece John I amlooking forward to meeting Jackson Lamb.
Comment is about THE LEGEND - JACKSON LAMB (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
I confess to never having heard of him, John.
Sounds like a good number of the British establishment belong in Slough House!
Comment is about THE LEGEND - JACKSON LAMB (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
Hi John,
Great books, great show and a great tribute poem.
David RL Moore
Comment is about THE LEGEND - JACKSON LAMB (blog)
Original item by John Coopey
Rolph, I truly loved every line you wrote, but the one that struck me the most was, "But night unveiled what day disguised." The way you conveyed that message felt so delicate yet powerful! I really admire it.
As for the final lines, "For what endures, through age and pain, / Is love that's honest, raw, and plain."—I do believe in that, truly. But in this day and age, I must admit, I still have my doubts. Even so… I hope I get to find one.
And @Uilleam, your comment felt like a short poem in itself—the satirical tone is wonderfully clever. It instantly reminded me of one of my earlier poems. I think it has the potential to become a really interesting piece if developed further.
Comment is about Some Assembly Required (blog)
Original item by Rolph David
Thank you Uilleam for your reading and comments.
David RL Moore
Comment is about Shifting Sand (blog)
Original item by David RL Moore
I preferred the highly-commended pieces but the winning poems all offered something.
Comment is about Di Slaney wins Write Out Loud’s ‘Echoes’ competition with ‘Dolly Parton’s wig’ - in memory of a ‘dear friend and inspiration’ (article)
Original item by Greg Freeman
"Enter my heart, there you finally will be safe".
Thank you, Hiba Abu Nada.
Comment is about Poets add voices to writers’ call for immediate Gaza ceasefire (article)
Original item by Greg Freeman
My thoughts go with all affected.💗
Comment is about 'Bertie (The Liver Bird) Saw It All (blog)
Original item by Mike Bartram
Mona Lisa's not going to be very happy with you, Rolph; turns out she's ditched polyfilla and spent an absolute fortune on something called sfumato; and now she's getting her lips siliconed!😐
Comment is about Some Assembly Required (blog)
Original item by Rolph David
Thank for your likes and comments:
Stephen Gospage
Holden Moncrieff
Rolph David
I remember with great affection the Liverpool accent of a work colleague from my youth, which was and remains, music to my ears.
Liverpudlians, like many other working-class populations, have borne the brunt of many injustices and deprivations; from that, is born a sparkling wit which cuts through all the bull and lies they’ve had to endure over the years.
Comment is about I Love ye Scowsers! (blog)
Original item by Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh
Thanks, Landi.
I consider myself fortunate in living close to such a healing place...I shouldn't take it so much for granted.
Comment is about on the waterfront (blog)
Original item by Landi Cruz
Your line:
"Its realm is soul, not scripture, nor your throne."
really sums things up, Rolph.
As for:
"Your temples rot while love builds something more—"
Those who constantly wail "Oh woe is us, this used to be a Christian country" in order to justify their own bigotry, appear to never ask themselves WHY their "temples" are rotting.
Comment is about Let Them Choke On Our Amen (blog)
Original item by Rolph David
Superbly written, David. The rhythm of the last verse gives it great power.
Comment is about Shifting Sand (blog)
Original item by David RL Moore
So much will never be explained, Ray. In a world where we expect to 'understand' everything, this is difficult to accept. I think that your poem illustrates this imperfect state of events.
Comment is about TAKING STEPS (blog)
Original item by ray pool
Fri 30th May 2025 08:09
Thank you Rolph for your thoughtful words! Very apt about the shift! How protagonist’s panic is triggered by the crowd, that panic is eased by the same. And yes, those phobias are parts of me, in some points of my life.🙂
Comment is about THE CROWD (blog)
Original item by Manogna Bhamdipati
Your phrase "Shifting Sand" exposes both the arrogance and stupidity of those who impose arbitrary boundaries on populations they claim to have conquered or "civilised".
Mother nature recognises no such boundaries: the recently collapsed Swiss glacier, and the ever-shifting land around the San Andreas fault are just two examples of that.
Comment is about Shifting Sand (blog)
Original item by David RL Moore
Thanks to everyone who liked and commented on this poem. I felt as though I was wandering into other people's territory but it seems to have come out all right. I am pleased that it brought a smile to your face, Rolph. John - that's right, you can never have too much. Uilleam - that may not be a bad thing, but where do they go?
Comment is about Fred Bunting (blog)
Original item by Stephen Gospage
This gets it just right, Uilleam. A nicely judged verse of support.
Comment is about I Love ye Scowsers! (blog)
Original item by Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh
Thank you Marla I am glad that you enjoyed it
Comment is about Don't look back (blog)
Original item by Martin Elder
Thank you for the early like Reggie.
David
Comment is about Shifting Sand (blog)
Original item by David RL Moore
Thu 29th May 2025 20:38
In this world with all it's trouble, it is so nice to see something so absurdly charming.
Thank you.
Comment is about Underwater World (blog)
Original item by Rick Varden
I could be totally off course, but I read into this of a time in the future when Gaza has been cleared of Palestinians and turned into a holiday resort. But I guess it's open to different interpretations. Well done Stephen for the ambiguity.
Comment is about If only Hitler was as nice (blog)
Original item by Stephen W Atkinson
Thank you so much Rolph, appreciated.
Comment is about Underwater World (blog)
Original item by Rick Varden
“Herded into pastures new” is most appropriate, Stephen.
In the Irish Parliament, a couple of years ago, a politician angrily quoted the words of half a dozen or so members of the Israeli government and the IDF, who had described the Palestinians as animals.
As was the case with the Jews and others in the Nazi prison camps, their dehumanisation and demonisation are essential to justifying their extermination.
Your description of oppression masquerading as order is spot on, Rolph. Mosley's ghost is stalking the streets of Britain, whilst the Ambassador for Genocide says "jump" and we ask "how high?"
Comment is about If only Hitler was as nice (blog)
Original item by Stephen W Atkinson
Dear Manogna,
Reading “THE CROWD” felt like stepping inside "your" (?) experience — the anxiety, the fear, the fragile balancing act of daily life with phobias so often invisible to others. Your words beautifully capture the intense vulnerability of those moments when the world feels too close, too loud, and too overwhelming.
What touched me deeply was the shift at the end — the way empathy and kindness from strangers transformed that terrifying panic into something tender and human. It’s a powerful reminder that even in our most isolating moments, connection can come from unexpected places.
Thank you for sharing such an honest and moving glimpse into "your" (?) world. Your courage in giving voice to this experience shines through every line.
With heartfelt respect,
Rolph
Comment is about THE CROWD (blog)
Original item by Manogna Bhamdipati
Hi Stephen,
Loved your poem! The slightly bawdy but never crude tone really hit the perfect note—funny, cheeky, and with just the right touch of British wit. Made me chuckle more than once, hahaha. Thanks for the great read!
Cheers,
Rolph
Comment is about Fred Bunting (blog)
Original item by Stephen Gospage
Hi Rick,
This poem was a total splash of fun—cheeky, surreal, and strangely dreamy. I love how you’ve created this underwater fantasia that’s part nightclub, part myth, and part countercultural refuge.
The nod to Dylan’s “Subterranean Homesick Blues” was a great touch—it gave the whole scene a rebellious, bohemian vibe, like we’re slipping away from the surface world and into something wilder and freer. And the Man from Atlantis reference? Genius. That little pop-culture flash pulled it all together—nostalgia, escapism, and that innocent-sexy sci-fi edge.
The humour and innuendo are spot on, too. You’re clearly having fun, but never at anyone’s expense. There’s a warmth and inclusivity in the way you imagine this world—where “mermaids take you by the hand” and no one’s “in it for the money.” It’s a proper trip.
Thanks for the ride through your underwater dreamscape. I might just grab my wetsuit.
Regards,
Rolph
Comment is about Underwater World (blog)
Original item by Rick Varden
Good morning Uilleam,
This is a beautiful, heartfelt piece—what begins as a quiet elegy quickly becomes a loving tribute to Liverpool and its people. The sense of recent loss is palpable, and whether it’s tied to soccer or something more personal, the emotion runs deep.
I especially loved the blend of personal memory (“walked with dad”) with iconic local landmarks like the Strand and Water Street. It’s intimate and civic all at once. And that closing line—“they’ll never walk alone”—landed perfectly. It echoes not just the club anthem, but something greater: a community’s resilience, humour, and dignity in hard times.
Regards,
Rolph
Comment is about I Love ye Scowsers! (blog)
Original item by Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh
Red Brick Keshner
Sun 1st Jun 2025 10:21
That’s a very moving thought and thus worded as to remind me of my late grandfather who could only describe his ailment as a niggling “dull ache.” A most appreciated visit and comment @DRL Moore🌷🕊️🙏🏻
Comment is about unrelenting horizon (blog)
Original item by Red Brick Keshner