Best Comments Poems

Melancholy days, listless, all through
Then, out of the blue,
A comment comes along to cheer you

My friends, I feared I had reached the end
Those words, once so lively and hale
Now crumble, numb, on my tongue
Tasteless and stale
Repetitive rut, creative gangrene
(Seriously, how many similes
for sunsets can there...

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Quality comments wanted
Generics need not apply

“Cute one,” she said. “Funny,” he wrote.
(I’d written the poem while I cried)

“Points” are given for comments left
Some writers just copy and paste

Such comments show poems were not read
To muster points, they’re left in haste

Poets always see the difference
When their...

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Once in a blue moon not very often

Without over thinking it

Something i wrote makes me
glad i did

Because it obviously touches a
nerve or stirs the soup in other's
as it did with i

And when i log on at the top
of the page a bubble appears
with numbers in...

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Hey YOU,

Yes, I’m talking to YOU
 
Please listen to me…
 
You used to comment on almost every poem
But you don’t visit me of late
So I have to ask the question,
Why has your support turned to hate?
 
 
Actually… don’t bother answering that
because now I know
A...

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There is no point
If you have ‘been there, done that’
Unless you announce so loudly
On social sites
Show the proof of
The ‘Happy Family’ moments
You see, enjoying those moments
At that very instance
Is secondary
It is all about looking ahead
Thinking of the future
And this is just the beginning
Because now you
Have...

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Truth is easy to write as its fluidity resonates!
At times I read people well, and sometimes, not
This is one of those times I have it right, I believe
He’s an excellent poet with a gentle soul
Blessed with a wealth of knowledge
Already excelled in the craft, now...

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inaction speaks louder than words ~ in fact it shouts to heaven above 
i don’t seek indoctrination ~ this dude knows what it’s like to feel love
stay in your own comments box ~ i have no agenda nor need a shove 
when putting digits inside...

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part one:
i was new and i wasn't sure what to expect i was here to mend. 
before i submitted anything i thought i would get a lay of the land.
 finally i dove in. head first. yikes!
in the shallow end. double yikes!

part two:
 dear reader after that tumultuous...

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I'm so sorry I wrote late
I appreciate all my comments
I wish, my comments could be
Be supper, supper...
         Fast

I'm a mother raising five
Wrote my first book, very proud 
Boy that book took some work
Even got deleted, from it's...

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Wondering when comments should occur?
What one needs to say or flagrantly display?
Clever in excess?
Brilliance neglected.
I rhyme without thinking.
Bare my soul!
To strangers unknown.
If I rely on accolades
To prove my words matter
No courage is required.
As ignored, I may be.
The best of you all
That you never see!...

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Inspired by Jan Allison:
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HAIKU
oft my morning call... 
birds in the warmer months... sing... 
my natural alarm... 

your haiku on my shoulder... 
your blackbird... softly chirps... 
morning... 

SENRYU
inspirational... 
your poetic prowess... 
many thank yous'...

HAIKU
orange beaked blackbird...
 dawns equivalent nightingale
 sing on Jenny wren 
 
SENRYU
inspirational
a haiku...

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My thanks may be quite short
My comments barely there 
But please don’t be offended
They are sincere, I swear...

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All the poor workers have to
stand side by side with their
wrists in such a lot of terror 
and agony due to diverticulitis.
At night are in constant pain.
Danger is all around them.
Death comes unexpectedly.
Heaven gets fuller each day.
God has to be watching us.
God saved us from...

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No comment!

               by GF...

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You comment on my poem; I on yours.
"Your rhyme, meter and wit are exquisite,"
I say.  You reply, "Yours I revisit
on the net; love how your irony gores." 

Now, seated in the bar our chat is light
for hours on synecdoche and stuff'll
spice up a poem...

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