Yeah, there are times when writing feels stagnant, but without it our expressions would never be able to leak through our pens (or typewriters). 🙂

Thanks, Tim.

You are my first review…YaY.

This seems like a good site. I am trying to upload a pic, but the profile page kicks me out.

Hello Jacob. Cool piece. Love your honesty & creativity here.

Thank you for your kind words, Visions.
j.

As ever you find a way of offering a fixated thought or truth and nothing but. Here you have a way of running a contest with self, using your words to create a marvel or dish the dirt on your much used personal alphabet! Read twice, could hear your voice – wondering if you’d allow me a B+ for this review?

No, Em. I would not. I think A+ for the very kind words you impart on my writes.
I am glad we all are finding a new home here.
j.

I wrote to him and politely told him my thoughts: mainly that he might never been trusted again! No rushed response – of course. Have been told that there might collective act against his duplicity and such. Would willingly say what I think. Having been with the site for so many years I can’t even remember how many over a dozen!
Was such a fine site in the once upon a time, jacob. Why on earth could he not have shared with us. If lack of funds, maybe we might have paid a soupcon of pennies every season?

To be honest I feel a little lost at the moment. Must admit that this site seems to be pretty darned fine! Still trying to work things out however! Am on the Helpline too, so having to come and go . Began it late so only a few more minutes and I can zzzzzz and smile a yawn!

Is so good to exchange with a friend, sir. 🙂

Music always skips my feet as does your beautiful poetry, my friend.
j.

You can read me like a book, hj furl! Will willingly take your words and wear them as a medal or few! How d’you do!

I love the ancient feel to this. A poem with a naughty overtone but almost theatrical too. I like it and the way the words flow like a song.

Nice quiet old worldly charm about this one.💋

‘Ere thrice the sun done salutation to the dawn’ and more. This made my bookshelf and me smile. I’m Welsh first, British second, but we must never forget the language of yore. The quill is mighty.

A very beautiful and tender poem, dear Emma! It makes me feel like a full moon night spent in raw wild nature…

What a wonderfully worded review, thank you and thank you again. Be happy, my friend.

Beautifully penned, Emma. Love the flow and your delivery. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

My word, this takes one back a bit .. those days of yore were summat else .. weren’t they .. so very nicely poemed. Neville