on Journey To The Centre Of The Loom by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.
28 Jan 2007, 3:33 PM
As someone who is new to this site it is good to see a poem that is in a different style from what appears to be the favoured Free style.
Many years ago i visited a working loom, albeit a preserved one but a very interesting experience. The clouds of cotton dust that choked you as you walked around, the noise of the machine the complex simplicity of the machine and the flying wheels cogs and loom that ended in this beautiful creation of silk at the far end, all of which you have captured in this ode, which is a creative piece on a part of most countries history, but certainly from my own country england the social history involved with these machines created a new way of thinking and reaction that led to many social changes that are still relevant today.
Very enjoyable piece that i will read again and again.
Many years ago i visited a working loom, albeit a preserved one but a very interesting experience. The clouds of cotton dust that choked you as you walked around, the noise of the machine the complex simplicity of the machine and the flying wheels cogs and loom that ended in this beautiful creation of silk at the far end, all of which you have captured in this ode, which is a creative piece on a part of most countries history, but certainly from my own country england the social history involved with these machines created a new way of thinking and reaction that led to many social changes that are still relevant today.
Very enjoyable piece that i will read again and again.
on She dreams by amanda_dcosta
8 Feb 2007, 2:55 PM
a beautiful dreamy love poem amanda, full of sunshine and love and blue skies and rainbow colours of joy and love.
Excellent.
Excellent.
on AIDS Bonanza! by -=Dark_Angel=-, P.I.
8 Feb 2007, 2:45 PM
Wow Dark so many and excellent!
A meagre ten does not do justice but i offer it anyway.
A meagre ten does not do justice but i offer it anyway.
A very sad and deep poem Ranger. Ghosts have a habit of haunting you for years and then suddenly fading away back to eternity just when you need them most.
Here in the Jungle the tribes pay homage to their ghosts all the time and have places to honour them. Some people may say thats weird but its strangely compelling and helps them and me to talk to people who have gone.
Here in the Jungle the tribes pay homage to their ghosts all the time and have places to honour them. Some people may say thats weird but its strangely compelling and helps them and me to talk to people who have gone.
on Edna's Christmas Farewell by Edna Sweetlove
3 Mar 2007, 1:43 PM
Dear oh dear edna what a sorry Chrimbo!
Never mind theres always easter to look forward to.
Never mind theres always easter to look forward to.
Hello Bethy
Thankyou for being kind about my poetry.
Sadly thanks to the likes of steve robbins,edna sweetlove, mrc***t and a few others i am leaving the site, i expect comments on my poems not very personal attacks. I will be moving to another site and i will email you with that site not via this public use.
Very best wishes to you
Peter.
Thankyou for being kind about my poetry.
Sadly thanks to the likes of steve robbins,edna sweetlove, mrc***t and a few others i am leaving the site, i expect comments on my poems not very personal attacks. I will be moving to another site and i will email you with that site not via this public use.
Very best wishes to you
Peter.
Thankfully this kind of poet is in the minority, while the rest of us are very to take on board other peoples comments when they are refering to the poem and suggestions to improve that work. Whilst the negative results usually are greeted with a rebuffal!
I enjoyed this piece very much and enjoy poking fun at ego especially as a poet!