Just For You Poetry

Tom Balch

A beautifully penned Villanelle, Karin and the rhyming couplet is just devine.

Tom Balch

Beautiful poetry that lifts the heart. Absolutely loved it, Stella.

Tom Balch

What a brilliantly crafted poem this is, Cindy. A rhyming delight with truth ringing in every line.

Tom Balch

Sounds like a great plan to me, Fay. Get out there and start penning. A poem filled with wonderful imagery and much enjoyed by this reader.

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Here´s wishing you a wonderful day, Fay. Have yourself a ball on this special day. Lots of love, Tom x

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https://farm3.staticflickr.com/2667/3924126314_d44f31a93d.jpg So fine so thin and delicate, almost transparent this tiny flower pressed between pages sent with love, from a mud filled trench in Passchendaele to the love of his life... "My dearest darling Abigail" All his letters start thi...

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Thanks for taking us on this delightful walk, Cindy. Very much enjoyed.

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A sad song but a lovely poem, Dorothy.

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A great event and a great poem, Joseph.

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A great event and a great poem, Joseph.

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Wow Wow and Wow again. Great use of form and so very well crafted, Stella. Loved it.

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A steady flow across the bridge, Multi coloured juggernauts Crawling nose to tail Like some endless transcontinental train And what of the drivers? Lives lived and counted in kilometres, miles And days away from home. From my hotel room in Irun I look out From Spain to France and in five minutes I l...

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As busy as the underground was the superstore today filled with Christmas shoppers getting in each other’s way. Just before the zigzag queue we stopped to check our list the over flowing trolley told us both there was nothing that we missed. We checked the items one by one the list it read as follow...

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You seem to travel with me skipping fields mile after mile, in the black of night as large as life through bare branch trees you peek at me, you´re always there to light my way you make me on my lonely journey smile, skimming hedgerows with me this night mile after dark and lonely mile, I feel that ...

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...and as we go through boxes of decorations baubles and lights we pause to feel the emptiness left by those we´ve lost this year, those we shared such good times with those we loved so dear, we´ll raise a glass toast their names include them in our day, after all, that´s what Christmases are for...

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A lovely ending to this well told tale, Sandra.

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A great fun write, Stella. If you walk on your hands he won´t be stuck to your feet.... Just a thought. Loved it.

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Ah! Those past scented summers filled with treasured memories, beautiful picture and beautiful words, Fay.

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The evening shadows lengthen as the sun sinks to the sea, rolling wave’s across the bay glisten red for you and me. The sand still warm beneath us palms sway softly in the breeze, this perfect summer paradise is impossible to leave. But leave we must it’s over others now will watch with glee the eve...

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Beautifully painted poem, Stella. Wonderful imagery throughout. Recommended.

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Ha-ha! An otter on a mission, great imagery as always, Fay.

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Love these three Haiku pieces, Sandra.

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What a beautifully penned bitter sweet piece this is, very much enjoyed.

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Streaks of colour stretch across
an opaque winter sky
and salmon coloured wisps of cloud
are slowly drifting by,
the crunch of frost with every step
through this winter wonderland
brings endless joy to this wandering soul
in this pure white untouched land.

Tom Balch

The opening lines take the reader into this beautiful day perfectly, Stella. Filled with beautiful imagery this is a poem to read over and over. Loved it.

Tom Balch

Blossom of almond paints the hill with laden brush-stroke magic, pink pastel colours merge softly with the olive fields of green and all around joyously playing springtime strings that lift the heart, the sweetest sound of violins the artist and composer, Monet and Vivaldi joined with nature weaving...

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The slapping of the wipers On their fastest setting could Not clear the torrential rain Blasting the windscreen and the Blinding glare of headlights Caused me to lean forward to Try and see where the road was, Even when the on coming Traffic had passed and I could Put the headlights on main beam It ...

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What were you doing indeed, Stella. I think we all have times like these. Food for thought well penned.

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Prompt maybe, perfect definitely. Loved this, Sandra.

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First love portrayed beautifully, Fay. A lovely first read of the day.

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A very fine piece indeed, Fay. If politicians want war, let them go fight it.

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I´ve written words in meter I´ve written words in rhyme I´ve written words day and night Seems I´m writing all the time, There seems to be a lot to say A lot of things that need be said I´ve written almost all my life And probable will do till I´m dead, So take these words I´ve written And treat the...

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A beautiful tribute to all who do and have served, Stella.

Tom Balch

Beautifully sad and beautifully penned, loved it.

Tom Balch

They wheel her out onto the terrace to feel the sun and breath fresh air, wrapped up in blankets just in case and after only a few moments the sun upon her face warm and sweet lets her drift and fall to sleep. Dreams of childhood come to fore the buttercup and daisy games, yellow circles under child...

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This is certainly one of the best poems I have read of late, Jess. Poetry at it´s best.

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We all have these special moments in our hearts, Stella and this beautiful poem brings them to life.

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Ah! Memories, the best way to travel, Lynda.

Tom Balch

A big HELLO to all and a big THANK YOU for having me...

Just For You Poetry

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