Frailty Of All Creatures Comments

This is written with regret in mind and compassion in the heart. Well done.

without compassion the world's finished how glad I am to read this wonderful poem keep up the good work

Application For A Driving License Two birds loved in a flurry of red feathers like a burst cottonball, continuing while I drove over them. I am a good driver, nothing shocks me. Michael Ondaatje

I like this and see it as a metaphor for someone hurting someone in a relationship, not literally as a bird being run down.

The theme of this poem is lovely, but I would consider cutting stanza three. It may have happened just as you said, but it adds nothing to your lovely poem and the reader is left wondering whether you indeed did run over the bird. It is irrelevent, in my opinion. Raynette

lovely. lovely. lovely.