Comments : This Bench

  • 1 year ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    This takes me back in time to a special place I used to sit. So many conversations took place amongst many other things. A bench to be exact under a tree. Those memories I will always cherish sadly the bench was removed. Thank you for sharing, enjoyed reading. All the best.

    • 1 year ago

      by AngelaLuisaCory

      Thank you Dagmar. When I was a small child I loved to sit under a willow tree and watch and listen to nature - the bench I refer to has been with me many years - it's so silly, but it holds so many memories and has moved with me from place to place - I always wanted a bench by the sea - it came with me to Dorset - not exactly sea views, but almost the same! The memories will always stay - the poor bench has got to go even though I will be truly sad to say goodbye - so silly isn't it!

  • 1 year ago

    by Milly Hayward

    Oh my word that poem was so lovely and filled with emotion and memories it brought genuine tears to my eyes. Its amazing how much history a bench sees, So many coffees, so many conversations, The good and the bad times. A piece of history that will hopefully live on for many more years.
    Take care all my best wishes Milly xx

    • 1 year ago

      by AngelaLuisaCory

      I'm so glad you enjoyed it. A bench hears so many things and sees so many things, yet remains silent - the memories we always take with us, whether the bench is there or not!

  • 1 year ago

    by Em

    Love, love, love this.

    It took me back to when my Nan was alive and there was a picnic bench in the woods near where she lived and we would always go each summer to have picnics there and watch the waterfall flowing. It brings back so many beautiful memories, if only i could go back to that bench one more time with her.

    Beautiful, Em

    • 1 year ago

      by AngelaLuisaCory

      Dear Em. You always will in your heart because the people we truly love never leave us. Thank you for your comment.

  • 1 year ago

    by Maple Tree

    Im suddenly looking at benches in a whole new light... You took me on a visual calming with this poem... Oh I just love this!

    • 1 year ago

      by AngelaLuisaCory

      Thank you so much for your comment. I'm glad you liked it

  • 1 year ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Hello M

    I have to be honest: how on earth you have managed to bring a lump to my throat with a poem about a bench is quite beyond me; perhaps it is because I know a little bit about it! On the other hand, I don't think anyone could fail to read this without being stirred somewhat.

    My friend we sit together now
    Through all the years of youth
    The autumn of our lives is nigh
    We've shared so many truths.

    ^^

    This is my favourite stanza and the most moving, in my opinion.

    The rhyming is smooth and unforced throughout and the extended personification of this old and battered bench is wonderful.

    Ben

    • 1 year ago

      by AngelaLuisaCory

      Thank you Ben. I knew you would know what I'm trying to portray

  • 5 months ago

    by Matt Taylor

    Hi Angela Wood is such a marvellous material warm and engrained and weathered through the years holding many stories and memories like this bench . It remindsme of Joe Corries poem "Ode to a Grecian Urn" in that it beautifully expresses a very personal and heartfelt relationship with the object