I hope you were able to talk with your friend and found happiness again. This review is for your Wdc Account Anniversary. Congratulations on completing another year at the WDC. Have a great day.
This account of a friendship bond going astray is too painful. I wonder why it happened and if it happened why the friends haven't contacted each other.
Your feelings are well expressed and I can see the deep hurt you have suffered.
"You walked out of my life silently, abruptly."
But this world is full of people who could be your friends if you try. The world is a friendly place. Man is good by nature. You can make friends wherever you are. Like in school or at workplace or just the neighborhood. Anything is possible if you try.
Loneliness and disappointment are the key feelings and mood of this flash.
This poem looks like an extended metaphor. My review of it is for your WDC Account Anniversary. Congratulations on completing a year of creative activity at the WDC. Have a wonderful day.
Clearly, the poem indicates one's return to a world of renewed joy and comfort. A person's journey from misery to bliss is shown in detail.
"Then God delivers, a soul set free,'
There comes a point when a soul lost hitherto finds the light at the end of the tunnel. All we have to do is to believe in God and let Him lead the way. It seems to have come true as shown in the poem.
"I exit shames gate to enter heavens door."
(I exit shame's gate to enter heaven's door.)
Hello Marge,
I completely understand and appreciate the story. The contents show the way you discovered the meaning and making of "anger and resentment at being plunged into a care-giving role..."
Care giving is one of the toughest jobs in the medical field. It takes a lot of patience and sacrifice, plenty of mental strength to withstand the pressures and emotional strain and stress.
You have done wonders with your mother. Yet, you had shown your own dreams and plans for your bright future.
Unexpected change like being burdened with an aged mother is shown in clear terms. Handling a demanding job and a dependent sick mother are not easy to manage.
We don't understand anger and disappointment till we go through it. It is so true. One has to suspend personal plans and live for the well being of the other person. It could give tremendous contentment and joy.
I am deeply impressed by the language and style of this nonfiction item.
I found this poem, defining apathy quite interesting. My review of it is for your WDC Account Anniversary. Congratulations on being an active member of the WDC for another year. Have a wonderful anniversary.
You have described apathy in great detail. That feeling of indifference is like pale sunlight, doing nothing for health or happiness.
Apathy as you say is more harmful than antipathy.
"but apathy stifles all hope."
It is difficult to remain apathetic unless a person's psyche is deeply affected and he remains like a stranger to his own self. Mind is sort of suspended.
" not even regret for what's lost.'
"frozen heart" is a rare metaphor of extreme shock.
Memories play a major role in this free style poem.
The Beloved haunts the poet from the beginning to the end of a day. He seems to draw inspiration and strength just by remembering her ways.
"I think of you as the sun rises
Thoughts of you brightens my days"
The feelings expressed here show true love. Images and metaphors fit the feelings and the beauty of the person close to the poet's heart.
"Your spirit consume my soul'
(consumes or consumed)
Hello Arakun,
This review is for your WDC Account Anniversary. Congratulations for being associated with the WDC for another active year. Have a wonderful anniversary.
These must be extraordinarily sensitive eyes. The person who has them must be as varied in his personality. All emotions are reflected here showing different occasions. (perhaps.)
Your world is in his eyes. They, those powerful eyes empower you to see the whole world in them. It is possible I suppose if you love the person to whom these eyes belong.
"I see the whole world in your eyes.
The ocean deep, blue summer skies"
They enfold nature, love, and many other emotions, besides.
A bit puzzling. But everything is possible for love.
Wise story about fishing. The atmosphere and the sport are well shown.
" Minutes went by in a timeless realm of complete absorption to one detail. Nothing changed and he entered another world."
Language and a unique style win my praise.
The boy learnt important things from his dad.
I used to wonder why people spend hours in fishing. As the boy was told all the dumb fish got caught and smart ones never surface, so he should be like the smart ones. great lesson.
Indeed, "ignorance is still bliss." Those who do not test positive will never know the misery being the victim of the King, Corona.
This well flowing, free style poem brings home to us, the various angles and aspects of the new infection on the block including its disastrous effects.
"Spiked wings direct the tide
And the townsfolk drop like flies"
We have to stay away from positive people and stay away from negative people too. One takes a shower yet keeps washing hands.
I need to wear a mask and ask the teller for money in the bank. How very ironic!
The quintessence of life is well caught in the lines below,
"The three blind mice of the apocalypse:
Deceit, Denial, Dissonance."
Oh, what a web of confusion!
Thank you for a wonderful poem on the new King of Standstill.
It is such an enigma, the dream and reality. As the poet so beautifully puts it,
" in the morning we try to grasp
the dreams we cannot find"
There is this clash between what we dream and the return to reality. Very few dreams follow reality and based on it.
I think night's undisturbed sleep brings out what lies beneath surface and makes us face either our fears or our joys.
"there are things we want to see
and sometimes things we fear"
There is something uncanny about the poet's words that dreams take us to places unfamiliar, yet the mind has way with it. It is so strange, but true nevertheless.
Wonderful poem with clear imagery and a spontaneous flow.
Quite realistic, therefore credible.
Christmas time tensions are shown with good reasons. Most of them go through this. This is quite a common complaint.
"I want this! I want that! Work is a drag.
Greedy kids, bully boss, wife who’s a nag.'
Telling the wifie about your problems might ease up tensions.
Going out to find diversions of a doubtful kind might not be fruitful as in this case.
"Fantasy fades, hope goes up in flames.
The embers wink out as she’s walking away."
Good that the guy walked back to real life. At least there is somebody to rely on back home for keeps.
What is life without love? Love binds us and keeps us feel secure and needed. There is comfort in the feeling that someone loves us.
Your poem reflects the how dejected it would feel if someone you love is no more. A kind of limbo descends on the one who lost the dearly loved person. Sentiments are well expressed.
Each day drags and everything around loses significance.
"When love dies, life stands still;
the Earth is slow to turn."
Imagery shows the mood as dreary and full of hopeless desperation.
But time heals all injuries, including death of a loved one.
you have detailed the Canadian coast, mountain and grassy land in well chosen words and line endings.
I like the rhyme scheme, ABAB you have used in the poem. The rhythm is calm and collected like the vistas of Canada.
"All this splendor in Canada set forth."
Looks like it is a cool and clean country with the blessings of nature. Nature appears tranquil with untouched beauty.
Rivers and the ocean are left free of encroachment.
"Calm are the waters that rest in a lake,"
Imagery is drawn mostly from different aspects of nature. It appeals to my eye and heart.
It flows well.
Described in detail, it seems it was the first-time-ever experience of drinking Jack Daniels for the poet. I can see it going down rather painfully.
"My throat was warmed to a high degree."
Music, perhaps provided a much needed solace to drinking a burning spirit. Accompanying a "The grand opening" are the free shots of whisky that tasted shockingly exasperating.
" "No more!" was my weakly gasped decree."" I think it was a mistake to come under its sway.
"Of all the US whiskey brands, Jack Daniel’s has attained a decidedly cult-like status," I heard, and the poet's experience is a visible proof.
It flows well with fine imagery and an easy going tone and pace. Loved it anyway.
Interesting story.
Shows how the country's greats have worked their way up. Starting from the bottom line of attending college with all its attendant worries and hard work. "Happy to be a soldier and glad to be one" General Dwight Eisenhower was one of the brilliant leaders of the United States. Heard about his being one of the famous golfers. His work as an army general is remembered with pride. As the 34th President of the United States he had the right attitude to lead the country.
This little story, in a well written style shows young Eisenhower conducted himself on the train with patience and positive attitude; the edge that defines the difference.
A nice descriptive tale of love and memories.
Loss of a loved one is a traumatic experience. There is no real recovering from it. It is always present. No doubt that is the reason why the lady could not sleep at night and continued working on her piece of cloth.
The beginning is well done when the sad news was carried to her doorstep. The middle part is clearly where she tries to come back her normal life minus the loving partner and husband. The end part shows how natural and peaceful her death had been.
In a culture that allows a widow to marry, she refuses it and feels more free and contented to live alone. That's really a worthy way to show her deep love and attachment to her husband.
Personification of your beloved piano hath me in thrall. My review is for your WDC Account Anniversary. Congratulations and have a lovely day.
I could see in this well composed free style poem, your attachment with the piano. Your bond with it goes back to so long ago that it became a confidante and someone to lean on in times of loneliness and trouble.
"As I sob out my anguish
You calm me,"
The piano is your inspiration and source of imagination too. Long hours practice must have made you a skillful pianist. Surely, it must have been a thrilling experience and one of great joy as well.
With fine imagery,expert word choices and touching sentiments, it flows well.
this seems an interesting poem on a flycatcher. Your poem reveals your love for nature. Birds like the flycatcher and Mina. Bird watching appears to be your favorite occupation.
You seem to be quite passionate about this special bird that " Comes with the Dawn and leaves with the Dusk."
Definitely, it is about a different landscape and a different cultural background. Eg. Mina, a speaking bird found in the Indian subcontinent.
"Sits in his favourite place,on top of a coconut."
The whole poem is devoted to the manners and mannerisms of a flycatcher.
This sounds to me like an impressive sermon on putting an end to self pity and depression. How we need this in times of tragedy and stress!
My review is for your WDC Account Anniversary. Congratulations on completing another year at the WDC. Have a wonderful Anniversary.
This inspiring essay truly acts like a strong support to those pushed to the lowest levels of self confidence and mental strength due to loss and death or any other painful occurrence in life.
As you say we should look ahead to find His hand stretched out to give us succor to get up from the thorny bed of pain and suffering.
"Look up! Look up to the hills! Here comes the hand of God to help out! "
Indeed, believing in self is believing in God.
Thank you for sharing these wonderful observations on faith in God.
I just read the story and thought I must review it for its sheer content and pace. I am impressed by the personality of Hank. What a character! He looked like a Santa granting the wishes of the needy and the poor.
His meeting with the older Ruth and her younger version of Maggie are portrayed in a very interesting manner. You have quite skillfully shown the connection between the two. The young Maggie is obviously the spirit of the older one. Now, my doubt is how was it possible for Maggie to appear in her original frame while her older version is still alive.
Otherwise, I can see that it is a beautiful story highlighting the value and need to be kind and charitable to those who are less fortunate than us. you showed the need to retain and spread the virtue of kindness.
Setting is apt. The grocery shop, Hank's job and his charity work at the church have their own relevance to the story.
I find this poem quite moving and written from heart. You defined loneliness in a very poetic way. Deep down it gnaws at him. How very precise!
For, he looks normal hiding enormous pain. No one knows, no one can guess. You have shown how precious it is to find that "one moment of love." Those with the light of love with them should know how rich they are.
When the day ends, memories crowd in making him feel the density of being alone.
"Late at night and in bed, the soul’s pain finally wins."
Yet, life goes on.
I admire this man, who despite loneliness and sorrow, lets himself to "sleep".
Imagery shows the strength of his mind. His ability to bear with his present.
It flows well with an appealing rhythm.
this sounds like an object poem. Words scroll down as you find the objects. The three stanzas describe three different situations in crisp terms. Every day ordinary life makes us aware of our mood and life around.
"A Sun hat,
A beach mat."
The method of composing appeals to me. A whole day is covered. Weather too is changed from a sunny morning to a gloomy afternoon with rain pouring down.
"A broken pane,
The pouring rain."
Memories haunt at home. A lonely life.
"An emerald ring,
Memories of everything..."
A lovely poem. great imagery. The flow is fine. Poetic expression is fine. Rhyme and rhythm make it attractive.
Hello Gervic,
this is a captivating nature poem. Imagery makes me see everything you painted on this poetic canvas.
The sun and the broad day light are harbingers for a glorious day full of bird song and green pastures.
You have described how well nature arranges itself for the sake of protecting the beings that shelter in her trees, ponds, sun and earth.
"nature's mystique" is so divine and a never ending wonder.
I suppose one writes the same old poem repeatedly because there is just one truth, the truth that in the end "nothing remains besides". There is just decay.
"I am letting my hair go gray, and there is no makeup on my face."
This free style poem abounds in metaphorical interpretation of life and its quirkiness. The "I" or ego lets not a new poem. The same old content of revolving round the ego continues. No wonder
"I am writing one poem repeatedly."
Monotony could get on nerves. Hence, writing stops altogether, the pinnacle of helpless resignation.
"I am thinking of retiring the needle altogether."
Perhaps, one more try might find inspiration.
Wonderful poem!
My reading could be wrong or right, you decide.
Have a wonderful WDC Account Anniversary, winklett!
A dog's enthusiasm to play catch in the park is shown clearly through this dialog only story.
The pet is so much like human children. I don't doubt that they understand their master words very well. They are intelligent and quick learners if trained well.
Going to the park is always welcome to kids and now as I see to pets like Tairus.
"YIPEE We are FINALLY going to the park!"
I can understand Tairus's impatience when the owner is suggesting to do various things before going to the park.
The feelings of the dog are well perceived by the author.
A well written story on the silent feeling of Tairus.
I enjoyed this essay on reviewing. The rules of reviewing set by WDC are simple, possible and encouraging. In the beginning I found it rather strange to write a review containing a minimum 250 characters, not words. That was all the push I needed. It was incredible that one can earn gps through reviewing and pay your way through.
The author has put together all the information necessary for those who are enthusiastic about reviewing and writing. Reviewing too is writing through which a member can improve writing skills.
WDC is a great community. People help and encourage writers by guidance and offering tips on writing better.
" They offer education, peer group association, and a practice laboratory,..."
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