Comments : A Pool Becomes A Fountain

  • 1 year ago

    by Brenda

    Wow o wow Ben! I am totally digging on this write! It's bittersweet with so many underlying side stories in this. Just brilliant Ben!

  • 1 year ago

    by - Mr. Darcy

    Nominated

  • 1 year ago

    by Ren

    Ben,
    This is just absolutely breathtaking.
    The flow between past and present is flawless, and the memories feel incredibly raw and heart felt...and also very bittersweet. Like a pang of nostalgia... reawakening old feelings and stories from long ago. It is amazing how fast time flies...and how much it gives and takes over the years.
    An amazing write from you here that I very much enjoyed reading.
    Beautiful and brilliant and wonderful, as always.

  • 1 year ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Thank you, all.

  • Another great read filled with emotions from the past in the present it makes you feel like your actually there with the writer is just simply brilliant another great piece I love reading your work

  • 1 year ago

    by Golden AnGel Rhapsodist

    Hi Sir Ben,

    Another heartfelt emotional write and a good story to remember...
    Genius!

    GBY

    Gel

  • 1 year ago

    by Golden AnGel Rhapsodist

    You're welcome sir Good luck sir for the win...

  • 1 year ago

    by Em

    This is too emotional for words.

    Em

  • 1 year ago

    by Marvellous

    Mm.. Mr. Ben, you've got me wondering, 'why not bring this gift of yours to the movie house..!?' Some real talent, awaiting hunt. Lol.. For the first time in a long while, I'll break my summary-comment style.
    First off, I liked how you built a smooth transversal on the subject of Time; patiently unravelled the crux scenes, in attention-begging highlights! That was stellar, Sir!
    Amidst your tears-demanding narrative, I particularly took note of the disgust you currently feel, over the 'sudden' return of 'the greener climate _Winter' in line 7/8..where your first aside was implied, if I'm not mistaking..whose recess, turned the hand of Time, speedily, in a friendless way. Sobs..
    And all I could say here is, _there are questions, time answers best! BUT _truth remains, 'All that happens, tend towards win'
    Lastly, I'm floored at your recline! _how your end reconciled with the Beginning.. As much as you're new to this style, I can say, you wowed me, real good!
    Professional touch, all the way!
    Oh, and it's up on the win chart!?
    Congrats anyways, I liked this!

    • 1 year ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Marve,

      Thank you for the thorough comment,

  • 1 year ago

    by Ingrid de Klerck

    To have good memories is something so precious, Ben. You are so blessed to have them. Over time, they become bitter sweet as they remind you of your own mortality.
    Also, to be a parent and to be the spoilsport is a cruel and nasty side effect of being the one responsible for their well fare, lol! How we would love to just be one of them, eh? ..if only we could.

    Well done, a beautiful melancholic verse and message woven into one :-)

    Ingrid

    • 1 year ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Thank you, Ingrid, and you are right, as ever.

      All the best

    • 1 year ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Thank you, Ingrid, and you are right, as ever.

      All the best

  • 1 year ago

    by Ottase

    Beautiful... Life cycle in a view!

  • 1 year ago

    by Mary

    Hi Ben,
    I remember you recently commenting on one of my poems and stating that the situation reminded you of memories of your grandfather and his passing. You had mentioned the garden, but not that you had written a poem about this! This is very descriptive and helps the reader easily visualize this scene. This is beautifully written!

  • 1 year ago

    by stormingdance (Jessica)

    Wow, another beautifully written poem by you! :) Clever word usage and imagery, bringing on the feeling of nostalgia.

  • 1 year ago

    by deeplydesturbed

    Very descriptive benny. Well done.. i am sorry about your loss of your grandfather as i know you were close..
    Such a sad write..