Comments : When Grief Is All There Is (English sonnet)

  • 6 months ago

    by Michael

    Ben,

    a beautifully written sonnet with a feel of winter dying away maybe?
    well done fella, you know my feelings about sonnets
    Wonderful

    Michael :)

    • 6 months ago

      by Ben Pickard

      I certainly do, Michael, so thanks for reading.

  • 6 months ago

    by CJ Maleney

    ! BAM !

    The man is deffo back. Mr Pickard has entered the building.

    Glad you decided to return dude or we wouldn't get to see the likes of this

    Respect

    Craig

  • 6 months ago

    by Milly Hayward

    As always an awe inspiring beautiful write. Best wishes Milly x

  • 6 months ago

    by Dagmar Wilson

    Like I said before you never seem to amaze me and I am glad you are back. All the best Ben

  • 6 months ago

    by Kitty Cat Lady

    It can be hard not being thick-skinned Ben, but I'd rather feel every feeling fully than not at all.
    Another beautifully crafted piece :-) x
    =^.^=

    • 6 months ago

      by Ben Pickard

      I agree entirely, Kitty...sometimes

  • 6 months ago

    by Nema

    Your poem has a beautiful rhythm to it. The rhyme runs so smoothly and delicately.

    My favourite line was this: "The wind will take my dreams with not a care."

    Bleak, in a beautiful way.

    Write on!

  • 6 months ago

    by Em (marmite)

    Ben as always you have left me speechless