MAL FOSTER : a poet of the ordinary man

What do we see in this collusion of mirrors - where do we go when we know who we are?

Mal Foster

YOUR COMMENTS

A Bastard's Lament

This is absolutely perfect. I relate to it so very much. It paints a sad, yet beautiful picture. From the seeds of pain planted yesterday, Ascends the branches Of our tree! And from these branches, Filled with such pain, Sprouts life – A bittersweet poetry! You've inspired me. Thank you for that! - Daniel

It has a feeling of great retrospection. You might say a person whom is at a crossroads of life, where in they do not identify with the young self, nor do they identify with the aged self. I suspect it is a place we all will or have visited so as a result it has a haunting effect upon the reader. That being said why is it so short, did you run out of motivation. If your going to write, then write man. Don't be so easily discouraged that you simply submit a project half way finished. In short Ill be back to read more, you have a talent in your writing that has real potential. If your interested check out my site MichaelMeaschel. I'am new to this on-line poetry trend but I'am fast becoming a fan.

Love IT!!!! Beautiful words. Love to read more. Check me out some time - Eve

Most excellent. I understand returning to your roots memories to find yourself. Atleast that is what I get from your poem. In reading over your other poetry, I must say I am quite impressed. I think a writer of your caliber needs to be on a site where you can recieve indepth critique from very skilled writers. I like to post there and I would like to see your work there as well. It is called lit.org - there are many writing genres, many categories, and the best part is the feedback which is so different from the kind of feedback you will find here. - Demeter

Very well done indeed. The word usage is excellent.. take care - Shenni Bubb

A Sense Of Loss Relieved

Gosh, this is beautiful -- grabs me for a hug -Ellis 

Poppy Pains

Deep intelligent feelings pervade your work -Ellis

Well done! A touching reminder of those who changed the course of current history. Emeraldisle

The Playground

These words produced deep strong feelings in me conveyed by you in powerful words. Language is the image of God in us expressed in spirit in truth and love.

Murmurous...this poem speaks loudly......... - Janet

A haunting tender evocative piece Mal ...... the quality of emotion enhanced by the change in pace. The repetition almost as an aside giving pause to take the breath and reflect ..... a very melancholy warm feel about the whole verse ..... - Yirrp

A Summer Of Adolescence

If it were only that simple and that easy.... -Ellis

Preconception

You think good. I like your mind. You would like my thinking, too. Our world had to of been created from the beginning of the arrow of time so that everything that has and does exist here could exist potentially from the start. Implied in this poem. For EVERY thing and relationship to exist in time the intricate, detailed planning of a Designer was/is required. --Ellis

Ghost

Haunting and vivid! - Emeraldisle

Sea Fishing

Draws the reader onto the deck! - Emeraldisle

The Girl Addict

Yes, I've seen the Stonehenge and the Glastonbury victims too. Golden & shining & beautiful in '81, & now haggard and drained, hanging around Leicester Square and Seven Dials. - Mike

Beautiful imagery, heartstopping.

Moist eyes, feelings bent, this got to me ....... - yirrp

Whirlwind

Touching and interesting to read. great fluidity. I have read many of your other poems though I have not commented on all. Once again, I am impressed. - Demeter

Very beautifully written. I really enjoyed this lovely poem.

Autumn Parting

Such entrancing poem! i am sure many people can relate to these wise words!

Cohen's Marianne

And the seagulls raged in their blind condition, Slamming into each other like people in a crowd.

Separate Lives

I love it!!! Thanx for sharing..

awwwww beautiful poem :)

The Rose

Very good, and beautiful.

Day Of The Funeral

What a lovely poem i can rel8 to on the 19 about a couple of days or a week maybe my grandad died before me birthday and that was sad when my mom told i cried and relatives on the phone talking bout past stories and stuff and plus i never got the chace to see him at the funeral so in a happy glad satisfied way i am really glad that you have written this poem it helped me feel that part missing well done and thank you so much keep writing.

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