Comments : Concave

  • 6 months ago

    by Brenda

    Damn it Ben! Where do your words come from? Another beautifully written piece! You slay me seriously!

    • 6 months ago

      by Ben Pickard

      Where do they come from? Too much wine and a twisted mind, lol :)
      thanks, Brenda

  • 6 months ago

    by - Mr. Darcy

    Only a true poet can write like this. Your mind is rich stocked with lightness and darkness. The dark hues are somehow more intense, aren't they?
    Well done, Ben
    Take care.

    • 6 months ago

      by Ben Pickard

      They seem to be, Michael. Not sure what that says about me, mind...

      Thank you

  • 6 months ago

    by Milly Hayward

    What can I say? Fabulous as usual. Your creativity and ability to write such beauty never fails to bring delight. Milly x

  • 6 months ago

    by Ya----Na

    Ben, Fabulous. You never disappoint us.

  • 6 months ago

    by CRAFTY KEN

    Hey Ben, when a deeply broken heart speaks, there you are, filled with wit, glass in hand, but not stuck at the local bar, har-har. Seriously, I loved the lines, especially; Why do you scratch at the paper with a quill that is dry,
    leaving colourless indentations on what once was pure? As written; Wine makes glad the heart of man and God. You have two things in common with him, liking wine and poetry, he quoted about the things that some poets had written. Put in my Favorites,

    • 6 months ago

      by Ben Pickard

      If he likes wine and poetry, he's alright by me, Ken!

      Take care and many thanks

  • 6 months ago

    by - Mr. Darcy

    Well done, sir.

  • 6 months ago

    by Ya----Na

    Well done sir