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Bri Edwards
Bri Edwards Eureka / United States, 68
Profession :
retired usps clerk
Education :
quit college

About Me : added Sept. 23, 2015: I AM A JOKESTER, BUT IM OFTEN SERIOUS AS WELL. if you have doubts about whether my writing is serious OR not, please ask. Even some ... more »

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  • POEM: Death Of A Crane by Madathil Rajendran Nair (10/1/2016 1:15:00 PM)

    i am anxious to finish reading, but the ghosts of English teachers past are urging, nay nagging, me to ask:

    That had my heart stashed and bleeding...............slashed? ?

    do i have this right/correct: YOU want to be the (next) crane to die, examined and mourned by worshipers?
    and to have that happen, you would like me to shoot you? ? ? that may be impossible, as i have no gun and
    am too far away to get a good shot at you anyway.

    Shoot me please
    If you mind.................i can see how If you mind could fit here, but i'd be more apt to use If you don't mind.

    i like the word ilk.

    thanks for the Poet's Notes. you really know how to move a story along and make it almost as if the reader is there.

    i wondered, on a serious note, if you wished to die in order to receive whatever comes after death. and, of course, the story may not have involved YOU at all.

    favorite lines:

    What remained perhaps alive
    Against the onslaught of ants
    Were her eyes, yellow-rimmed
    Her beak again yellow and a moving head

    yesterday, on a walk, i came upon a dead Eurasian Collared Dove, on its back at the edge of the road. i admired it unruffled plumage, unsullied by gore or disfiguration. i used my foot to turn it onto its belly. i took
    photos of my foot next to it with my phone. a beautiful bird.

    bri ;)

  • POEM: Watching Birds On The First Dawn Of Autumn (23sept16) by Eugene Levich (9/30/2016 2:33:00 PM)

    this 'poem-for-the-birds' or for the bird-lovers, like me, shall go into Section B of October's 'a showcase for PH poets'.

    thanks. and soon you shall be tasting the bird life on another coast! report on what you see in california, my friend.

    bri :)

    p.s. i noticed today that you offered (for the showcase) to have me use any of your new poems. the one i put into Section A was from 2015 i believe. if so, please accept my apology, though, at YOUR AGE, anything written in the last few years should be considered new. ha ha

  • POEM: Four Seasons In One Day by Annette Aitken (9/30/2016 2:15:00 PM)

    favorite lines:

    hard boiled raindrops we call hail

    and

    I go to leave, go up the town
    oh my god! a snowflake came down.

    =====================================
    Annette, i just read 'four seasons in one day'. you had one heck of a weather day!

    i'll place this into Section A of October's showcase, thanks. i'm leaning towards leaving it
    'as is'. not sure. maybe. it does have a few 'errors'. there are some other spots i at first
    wondered about but decided were 'good'.

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    if i were to suggest 'corrections', they would be these:

    'Dark and gloomy clouds desend'........in u.s. it would be 'descend'. i think it would be in U.K. as well, but
    i'm not sure.

    'what's that I hear, a clap of thunder
    lightening won't be much longer.'.................scientifically-speaking, i believe the lightning is seen first, before the resulting thunder is heard, because the speed of light is much greater than the speed of sound. ;)
    i wonder if anyone will commentabout it except me.

    'Dorns my raincoat, gets my wellies
    umbrella at the ready
    opens the door, what do I see
    brillant sunshine smiling back at me.'....... 'Dons'/'dons'..............[i believe you misspelled this in another poem
    ......................................................................................as well] ;) whoever said languages are easy?

    and 'brilliant'............oops! i BELIEVE i'll correct these two misspellings for the showcase.



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    i like it. nice rhyming, and i like that you didn't insist on always rhyming!

    i'll put this in Section A now and get to leaving a poem comment and reading the second
    offering from you later. i've got a backlog of messages, and i've got a chore or two to do offline
    today also.

    bri ;)

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