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I can't possibly pick one over the other. They are ALL equally important to me.

Milieu the Number 1 Answerer on the USA Leader board (the one with the most BA's) has altered his/her avatar. Yes that's right, and has now included the name "The Top Dog' which was one that I used to describe him/her in one of my answers yesterday. Yes, it's been lifted. If you were me would...

The answer to your question is no. I believe that the repetition adds to the "heaviness" of the subject matter. Good to see you posting again.

The answer to your question is no. I believe that the repetition adds to the "heaviness" of the subject matter. Good to see you posting again.

I wonder whether kitty will come out to play. She does indeed have sharp claws. Her recent calling card on one of mine was one word - doggerel. I guess it could have been worse Anyway, I have enjoyed your work of art - I like your line - Your sudsy answers foam and lather - there is a great...

A Measure of Comfort In her grief, weary from the wash of life's waves, she struggled to stay afloat. On a hook, forlorn, his navy bathrobe hanging where he'd left it. She took it, wrapped herself inside, collar up, and inhaled his essence.

treasure in his personal effects a wallet well-worn brown leather ingrained with life she hesitated opened and found inside with new notes a name-band the one placed on her tiny wrist minutes after her birth he had treasured it for thirty-nine years she swallowed her sadness and felt so valued...

thank you? Still experimenting with different forms Dyslexic grip i captured dissappointment and held it in my eye saw clear its choked expression let out a strangled cry so offered him my shoulder to ease his injured pride and told him that i loved him while all his hope then died Oh yes...

...verse, thank you? Still inspired by Lovechild's question on pain, trying to experiment A bronze coin dropped inside the slot registered in my mind the thinking deep made me weep solutions I can't find a hidden hell too sore to tell is buried with the years alongside dreams of hopeless...

This is a poet, (I think he is British) now in his 60's who is also a rich business man. I bought this book earlier this week and just love some of his stuff. He has homes in New York as well as London. If you do know of him, what is your favourite poem by him? This is an example of his work...

Our cherry tree's pink petal fall Drifts lightly over garden wall, And settles on the cold, damp ground, Sublime, in silence, not a sound. Magnolia my special treat, The creamy blooms blush, shy and sweet With centre stain a rich dark wine, At times a vision just divine. The trellis by the old...

Windsor Sleeps A mist has crept and crawled its way across the fields to Eton's bank, to where our craft is safely moored by tow path route, sop wet and dank. The haze stops short of river near as amber rays of rippled light, shoot from the lamps on waters edge to thrust and strike like...

Hello Sin, she says with a lump in her throat and a tear in her eye after watching this. Miss your poetry on this site

Not in my book, I am no coward and neither do I hide behind a creative mask anymore. Although, it could be said I did once upon a time, for fear of being ridiculed for my poetic efforts. I stand in front of the curtain nowadays, not behind it

A single tear tripped down his cheek And perched itself on tip of lip. He knew that I had seen it run, So came out with a shotgun quip "The smoke from fire, caused eyes to smart" I said to him "There is no fire". The honest truth he would not give What more from him could I enquire? Born in a...

Well wedded A poem for my love, I penned, A first for me it must be said. Then placed it with his Christmas card Near photograph of day we wed. The words I wrote, escaped the veil, Explaining what he meant to me, In case with years, he misconstrued My feelings, for complacency. I watched him...

You really got me thinking here. Wonder whether my other half would relate well to this poem of yours? Aging process/ moods? Perfect last line "And I will love her 'til my days are done". very pleased that you put that in - it's made me feel much better this Sunday morning! (LOL)

...Please comment on my poem? All I am A converted loft is where I lie with window in its sloping roof, and there I view the midnight sky, its ball of moon which stands aloof Soft lunar beams rain down on me, my face is drenched in silver light. Convinced I am, this is the key inspiring me...

Hello, I have to agree with what HP has said. It took me quite sometime before my poems started to get noticed. You just need to persevere. I also try to look at posts other than those of my contacts. Try to do a few each day. Yes I've got an orange badge, but it don't mean much. Just means I...

...love of poetry? My Grandad used to recite The Lady of Shalott to me when I was 9. (Alfred Tennyson) I knew great chunks of it off by heart. Loved poetry ever since