the stones

[r.magnay]

G'day Matt, just got home from a week out in the desert, spotted a new poem from you so went straight to it. Can't say I have worked out the meaning completely yet, but the way the words just roll off the tongue makes it enjoyable to read and I reckon that's what makes poetry.............well....... poetry!

[r.magnay]

Yeah, goin' OK mate, but just about over the bush....well workin' in it anyway, bit like layin' slabs I reckon... keep the pen to paper!

[Hully]

TOPS.

always tops.

h

[Zondrae]

G'day Matt,

Now, I don't know if you intended to relate a particular 'story' or meaning but I would like to say what I got out of it.
Before that, in MHO it is a fine piece of writing. To me, this is the type of poem that prompts thought. I am enjoying re-reading it and trying to unravel the meaning. (and then you may have had no such thoughts and just let the muse lead you)

There is a repetition or theme with the 'blood' symbolising a family line. This could be either an actual physical family or a spiritual family. The stones may represent the establishment. They could also represent the earth or the universe, something that is unchanging (or changes so slowly that we can't perceive it.) but never the less they carry or support everything. Then another thought came to me - The poem could be about a person at a turning point of their life, when they have lost someone or something that is so close that, they thought they could not go on but then find a new path. In any case a tantalising poem. Thank you for sharing it with us.

[Glenny Palmer]

Oh, how loverly to come home to, Matt. (disregarding the abbreviation...which actually seems to fit...?) Now I've mixed meself up.

Always...every time...a classic.
Glenny

[manfredvijars]

Really good to get an insight to where that came from Matt. Excellent use of metaphor ...

[Glenny Palmer]

hope you're getting to rest up a bit.

...is that a subtle reference to my age, young Matt? (te he) I'd hate to have a real donnybrook with you. That pen of yours would slice through the most agile tongue, I reckon. But then again...that's how we 'sensitives' operate, eh? Tough shell, but soft as muck underneath.
Always love reading your work. As Ross said, keep that pen of yours well inked up.
xx Glenny

[Glenny Palmer]

[Heather]

This is an excellent example of a poem (with metre and rhyme) and that slows the reader down so that you absorb every single moment. The pace doesn't run ahead of the words - it carries the words.....



Sorry Matty, I know how you hate the limelight!

[Bob Pacey]

Righto please refer to my previous comments !


I must be a different breed I just don't read into or have thoughts on poetry songs or anything else for that matter that do not how can I say Jump out and bite me on the arse.


Call me uncultured , call me a bogan but that's the way I am. infuriating ain't it

Going to bed now cause I need my zzzzzzzzzz

Bob