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For the Richard Hawley fans out there 😉

Comment is about Mush (blog)

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Cheers David, very much enjoyed the journey.

kind regards.

Leon

Comment is about Weekly WalkaboutsVerse, E.G., Poem 197 of 230:  HISTORIC HEXHAM - AUTUMN 2002 (blog)

Original item by David Franks: Walkabouts Verse

Firstly, I would like to pose a question;
how could the blonde haired girl in the poem suddenly become dark haired after reaching the top? DOHHHHHH!!! 😩

This poem was inspired by some of the lyrics in a song by Matt Monroe, called, Love is a many splendoured thing......

# once on a high and windy hill, in the early mist two lovers kissed and the world stood still # 😭

Good afternoon Rolph.
I am so grateful for the time and effort, that you have put into your wonderful comment.

Thank you so very much indeed.

Leon

Good afternoon Uilleam.
I have never been to your country ( Ireland ) but have seen and been awestruck by its beauty on TV many times.

Has its beautifulness not called to you enough times, urging you to get up and out among them thar hills?

remember, those boots are made for walking, is that NOT what they SHOULD DO!!!!??? 😀

Thanks matey 👍

Leon

just need to add, that I have never been so ' like button ' pressed rich, in all of my daysI on Write out loud.

Consequently, the deepest of my thanks go out to-

Red Brick Keshner
Tom Doolan
Hugh
Tim Daly
Ruth O' Reilly
Rolph David
Alexia Supreme
Holden Moncrieff
Yanma Hidayah
Stephen Gospage
Uilleam O' Ceallaigh


Leon

Comment is about Away from the World (blog)

Original item by LEON STOLGARD

Time seems to stop when you read beautiful, satisfying verse like this. Well done, David.

Comment is about He remembers her now (blog)

Original item by David RL Moore

Thanks for the like, David.

Poet Alice Oswald, has been arrested. Her motivation for taking part in the protest?
Having given online poetry classes to "...young people and children in Gaza".

https://www.writeoutloud.net/public/blogentry.php?blogentryid=142834

Comment is about Haiku for 2025 [No. 30. Cheoil is Réabhlóidach] (blog)

Original item by Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

Journalists, Medics, Priests, you name it.
Now they ARE coming for the poets.
The real enemy within? Complacency coupled with cowardice.

Comment is about Poet Alice Oswald arrested at Palestine Action protest (article)

Original item by Greg Freeman

This is a poem that speaks volumes. Simple images that pack a punch. Thank you so much for sharing your up close and personal experience with Palestinians and Hamas. We are all human beings: cruel, loving, damaged, healing. Your compassion for all, in Palestine, in Israel, etc. rings through the image of the woman you remember in this important poem. Well done & thank you David.

Comment is about He remembers her now (blog)

Original item by David RL Moore

Cheers, Tom!
Monks traditionally lived on carp; I'd have thought they'd prefer monkfish? 😏

Comment is about Ideas for Poetry...Anyone? (blog)

Original item by Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

Wow Lee. This is an amazing poem. I loved my mom (Margaret) beyond words and miss her every day. She flew into the arms of the angels on Nov. 1, 2014. This poem captured my feelings in stunningly beautiful words. Thank you Lee!

Comment is about The heart that waited (blog)

Original item by Lee Campbell

The routine of soft pain; all pervasive.

Comment is about My chest hurts (blog)

Original item by Alexandra K. Parapadakis

I think everyone aches at some time or other. The ache changes throughout one’s life. Sometimes physical sometimes mental!
Learn to understand them and rest them with respect. G👍

Comment is about My chest hurts (blog)

Original item by Alexandra K. Parapadakis

What a bloody lovely poem Lee.

Filled with sensitivity, yearning and love. Lyrical but raw...a real treat.

This projects a wonderful mind.

David

Comment is about The heart that waited (blog)

Original item by Lee Campbell

Thank you Graham.

David

Comment is about He remembers her now (blog)

Original item by David RL Moore

This last verse is very poignant indeed! People should never be conditioned by others. They should be themselves

Comment is about A STAGGERING PATH THROUGH DARKNESS (blog)

Original item by Naomi

So many good lines in this Lee.

But grief is a thief
with gentle hands.
It didn’t steal me all at once—
just thread by thread,
until I unraveled
on the pavement.

I could have almost re-printed the lot!
Excellently written

G 👍

Comment is about The heart that waited (blog)

Original item by Lee Campbell

I'm glad it moved you Stephen, thank you for saying so.

This piece has been awarded 10🌷so far!

Thank you all for your appreciation❤️

Comment is about Little brother, little better (blog)

Original item by Luke

Thank you for stopping by Rolph!

Comment is about Coffee Theater (blog)

Original item by Mike McPeek

Meanwhile, could we please have less of this "political" stuff!
😊

Comment is about No Mercy Left for Gaza’s Dying Children (blog)

Original item by Rolph David

We swim in and drink from the stream of consciousness, which is fed by the gentle rain which falls from heaven, and which, from time to time sloshes straight over the tops of our wellies!

Comment is about "flight mode" (blog)

Original item by Red Brick Keshner

Thanks for your like, Tom Doolan

Comment is about Haiku for 2025 [No. 29. Stuff The “Political Wing”] (blog)

Original item by Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

Beware / celebrate the stream of consciousness?

everything passes through us

from sewers to the divine

Comment is about Mayor McGuffin (blog)

Original item by Robert C Gaulke

"...baddies get it in the end."
If only, Trevor.😐

Comment is about Bogart Boogie (blog)

Original item by Trevor Alexander

"...water wears down stone...".
So poetic and so true!
💐

Comment is about Riverletters (blog)

Original item by Lee Campbell

Jeremy Corbyn always was, and is, a completely innocent and honourable man.
Being an Arsenal supporter or a fan of Taylor Swift has beggar all to do with the murder of thousands of innocent Palestinians.

Jeremy Corbyn was vilely slandered and smeared by a so-called “Dame”, who was, going by her language, certainly no “Lady”.

That so-called Dame, under cover of UK “Parliamentary Privilege” called Corbyn a “Fucking Anti-Semite”.
That foul-mouthed trollop was a friend of, and benefitted from the South African apartheid regime.

That vile character, like Starmer, is a friend of the fascist Zionist regime which is currently responsible for the ongoing Holocaust in Palestine.

Comment is about ‘Anthology’ without poems delivers silent swipe at Keir Starmer (article)

Original item by Greg Freeman

No one should escape satire or criticism. I just note that it is much easier to have a pop at decent, if imperfect politicians, than to land a glove on the really bad people -Trump, Farage etc. As for Corbyn, a multiple election loser and Brexit enabler, it is amazing that his new party gets such a free ride.
And, if I may say, liking Taylor Swift doesn't necessary put you in a cultural desert, let alone supporting Arsenal.
Which is why I enjoyed Greg's thoughtful article.
I think political poetry has its limits, however. I'll stick to more wholesome subjects for a while.
Cheers

Comment is about ‘Anthology’ without poems delivers silent swipe at Keir Starmer (article)

Original item by Greg Freeman

Good afternoon, actually!😏

Comment is about Haiku for 2025 [No. 30. Cheoil is Réabhlóidach] (blog)

Original item by Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

the last four lines say it all. you do well to sleep at night David, (I know you often do not sleep well) having seen such horrors.
Your commentary is welcome and very well written too. G 👍

Comment is about He remembers her now (blog)

Original item by David RL Moore

That's it Uilleam! Our conduit to spirituality. And poetry has many of these elements and qualities where language and thought elevates us from the limits of physicality while also connects us to it in other ways. Thanks kindly RBK 🌷🌷🌷

Comment is about "flight mode" (blog)

Original item by Red Brick Keshner

Thanks for the like RBK.

Comment is about The Boys from the Red Stuff (blog)

Original item by Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

Thanks for your likes:
Red Brick Keshner
Tim Daly
Stephen Gospage
Holden Moncrieff
K. Lynn
💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

Comment is about Haiku for 2025 [No. 29. Stuff The “Political Wing”] (blog)

Original item by Uilleam Ó Ceallaigh

Thanks to all those who have sent likes for this one.

Thank you Landi.

During the time I spent in Gaza and the West Bank in 2018 I met many Palistinians. I came to understand the often complex dynamic between the ordinary people of Gaza and Hamas, there was a great deal of hatred and dislike of their oppressive regime. There were of course many who sympathised or shared their veiws, but always more who did not.

Whenever I was in Gaza I was accompanied by at least two members of Hamas. They often dined with us on our travels around Gaza, they were always polite and willing to talk. Of course we never engaged in discussing personal attitudes/opinions towards their objectional views. As much as they were monitoring the group I was with we were monitoring them. It was an extremely interesting time and my interaction with both Gazans and Hamas gave me an understanding I otherwise would not have had.

I met so many people who must no longer be with us, whose families are torn apart. I remember their faces and hospitality and moreover thier wishes to be able to live a free life where aspirations could be achieved.

This poem was written while reflecting upon some of those people I met and how their lives might be now.

I could write thousands of words, couplets, sonnets, rhyming sentences devoid of lyrical or poetic value/imagery that might convey very little of my soul and the Gazan/Palistinian spirit. A brief visitation seems more appropriate and is in any case all I can muster.

Uilleam, as always, thanks for your checking in and comment.

David RL Moore

PS. I fully recognise the horrific crimes perpetuated by Hamas on 7 Oct. I recognise the right of Israel to exist, although not as a fascist zionist state that imposes an apartheid regime.

I realise these comments are encroaching on some sensitive issues, it is not my intention to offend or breach WoL guidelines, merely to clarify my own position.

Comment is about He remembers her now (blog)

Original item by David RL Moore

I'm an old man, who's had a good life, compared to some.. and I'm conscious of the sacrifices my own parents and grandparents made for our sakes in WW2; so, should, in the future, my children ask: "What did grandad do to try to stop that genocide?", I'd like the answer to be: "Well he did all that he possibly could".

So, now, at my wit's end with anger, I'm on the verge of going to the nearest protest to deliberately get myself arrested, as I scream out to the world:
..................."In Humanity's name, please make it stop!"................

Comment is about No Mercy Left for Gaza’s Dying Children (blog)

Original item by Rolph David

Thanks RBK.

Juno, is an ancient godess, a woman of many parts.
My interpretation of her picture is that she is guarding a liminal “thin place”; in Irish, the “áiteanna tanaí”.
When I’ve been walking in such a place, a landscape where earth sea and sky meet, I get a feeling of the “infinite”, of not being physically confined.
Perhaps that's how we humans developed a sense of spirituality?

Comment is about "flight mode" (blog)

Original item by Red Brick Keshner

A lovely, moving poem, Luke.

Comment is about Little brother, little better (blog)

Original item by Luke

It's a fair point, RG. I'm sure one of mine fell into that category! And thanks to Graham, John and Tim for the comments, and to everyone who liked this.

Comment is about Paperback Writer (blog)

Original item by Stephen Gospage

This poem presents a night‑run with a presence that changes the air and the people standing in it. It doesn’t explain itself; it just asks whether you brace against it or let it carry you.

She doesn’t arrive; she passes through—leaving doors shaking and choices behind.

Comment is about she rides the wind (blog)

Original item by Red Brick Keshner

Thanks @Graham Sherwood 🌷both your response and Rolph David's together have really made this day for me. You are much appreciated 🙏🏻🕊️

Comment is about "flight mode" (blog)

Original item by Red Brick Keshner

Good morning Rolph, thank you so much for sharing that! I am so glad that Juno has not been an opaque poetic allusion in your reading. And the way you framed her centrality in the poem has given me hope, real hope that there is poetry to be had still. Thank you again for opening up the depths of the heights. Have a great remainder of the weekend, RBK 🌷🌷🌷

Comment is about "flight mode" (blog)

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Mike, I like how this turns a tiny, funny mishap into a quiet act of kindness. It’s coffee, humour, and a bit of gentle humanity all in one sip.

Comment is about Coffee Theater (blog)

Original item by Mike McPeek

A wry, quietly cutting reflection on how the very traits that once drew applause can, over time, become a reason for distance. "Cleverly Shunned" sketches the arc from lauded wit to sidelined observer, asking (without quite answering) what we value when cleverness and dependability don’t seem to mix. Hope this airing provides true enjoyment and ponderings

Comment is about cleverly shunned (blog)

Original item by Red Brick Keshner

Good morning Red,
I read “flight mode” as a contrast between the blur of upward striving—whether in tech, status, or escape—and the clarity that comes from turning inward and moving through experience instead of above it. The Juno reference sharpens that: she’s not just anyone sitting still, but a figure of power choosing descent over distance, trading Olympian altitude for human closeness. That choice reframes “flight” as immersion, not avoidance—a kind of sovereignty that learns more from presence than from height. It leaves me thinking that sometimes the truest movement isn’t in climbing higher, but in daring to go deeper. Great lines!
Regards,
Rolph

Comment is about "flight mode" (blog)

Original item by Red Brick Keshner

Dear Cynthia, thank you so much for picking up on lost time. Now it is my turn. Apologies for the 7-year silence, yet again. It is I and have been battling to stay online and present for poetry and poetry enthusiasts. As always, thank you for the attention that has been so properly accorded. And again, apologies. 🌷🌷🌷🙏🏻🕊️ Frederick Kesner

Comment is about cleverly shunned (blog)

Original item by Red Brick Keshner

Uilleaum, Gaelic is so beautiful! Could you break down what you said for me? And Auracle, thank you for your comment, which thing is worth revisiting? 😃

Comment is about The Language We All Know (blog)

Original item by Rasa Kabaila

‘It's hard to remember who I was before
How badly I wish to be her once more’

I think these wistful lines will resonate with a lot of people Jordyn

G 👍

Comment is about The girl I can't recall (blog)

Original item by Jordyn Elizabeth

Loved this RBK. Lines 3&4 are excellent work. G👍

Comment is about "flight mode" (blog)

Original item by Red Brick Keshner

Thanks, dear Uilleam, that is indeed the turn of phrase: "plodding on" and at plodder's pace we can find life contentment if we are keen enough for it. Most appreciative of your time and interaction, as always 🌷🙏🏻🕊️

Comment is about "the impossible turn" (blog)

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