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Yes, thoughtful people are wonderful. Fortunate to have them in your life.  |
| I hate crutches, they make my armpits and shoulders both hurt. And I've almost fell down the stairs trying to navigate with them more than once. Nice job! |
| Oh, wow, I love this exploration of the roar sound throughout the poem, and the quiet argument against it in water's case. Then, that last stanza creates sounds of its own, through science! I will be thinking of this, and listening closely, on my next trip to falling water...in the Multnomah Falls area of Oregon to visit kids and grandbaby. We've been on various hikes to see and hear the falls there! |
| You have lovely memories of your library. You must have lived close enough to go on your own. I loved my local library too. I went on Saturday morning with my dad.My favourite books were Little Women, What Katy did, Heidi, and any Dickens books. |
| Oh this is lovely. I especially enjoyed those last lines, the image of your mother...very nice. |
| Oh I had this same feeling - the "Sunday scaries" I used to call it. What a strange thing, the Disney magic heralding in the Monday bummer. Your poem communicates it perfectly! |
| Your poem took me back in time. I, too, felt gloom and doom as my family settled in front of the glow of our big cabinet-of-a-television to watch that beloved classic TV program on Sunday nights. As it began, I could feel a heavy blanket of moroseness settle down over my head. So conflicting to watch an interesting show with those dark and suffocating feelings set the mood of the room. And that bitter cake's icing was that I had to go do my homework right after the program ended. |
| Mine too. That show made me happy, as did the books. While reading your poem the theme music played in my head automatically & is now stuck there. I love the clean, simple structure & syntax here |
| Agreed! I hope everyone congratulated whoever came up with that idea for the episode! |
| Thank you for that, Kiya - it's not many brave the wilds of my portfolio to discover my little 8-line poems, so it's wonderful to have some feedback on them. Much appreciated! |
| Thank you for your kind thoughts, Schnujo. I remember that episode of Star Trek! It was really cool - and hard to get one's head around the idea of talking like that. But it did sound quite poetic. What was it ? Something like in the far land of Angevin, Mortello meets the grivensor. And so on. Brilliant! |
| Wonderful poem that links footprints to bits and pieces of our memories over the years. As we get older, we do leave a mark behind - footprints if you will - and even as they fade away, they'll always linger and be a reminder of what we once were. Thanks for sharing this poignant piece with us, and keep on writing!  |
Instead of taking down your blog posts, look to see if you can set them to private. I mean, sure, download them if you want to, but consider not deleting them.  I haven't tried it with a blog, but with book entries you can click the gear in the upper right corner of the entry and then hit Edit. Then you should be able to edit, not just the words, but also who can see it. Just change it to For My Eyes Only. As I said, I've not tried this with a blog, but I feel like it should work the same as a book. They look the same.  I hate that I missed seeing the pics you posted. Dang it! Oh, well. That's what I get for not digging through people's blogs.  That's so fun that you reposted your early entries! I love that!  And I find it adorable that you didn't know how to tag yet.  I hope you finally got that keyboard situation sorted out. Sounds like a pain.  Yes, we do care, but you're pretty awesome, so it's easy to care about you.    Thank you for sharing this!  |
Wow! You have so much going on!  I'm really sorry all of this is happening at the same time. But I am super glad the doctor thinks he can fix you, even if you won't be good as new. But new things are too expensive anyway. I'm certainly glad you'll be in much less (hopefully no) pain in the (hopefully not too distant) future! I've also had times when a specialist told me I should have seen him sooner. Well, maybe if I hadn't been required to get a referral...  The surgery timing sounds pretty good with a 6-month recovery time. You'll be pushing it for NaNo, but I think you can do it. After all, I need my best cheerleader out there!  In truth, you have a big impact on my success in NaNo, but I could probably do it without you if I had to. Most importantly, I want YOU to be okay -- happy, healthy, and pain-free! If that means you miss a year of NaNo, so be it. YOU are more important. |
| I love how you look at cliches! Good for you! I agree that they have their place and can be used, so long as we are aware of what we are doing and are specifically using them with the knowledge and understanding that they are cliches. This entry reminds me of an episode of Star Trek (The Next Generation, I think it was) where they were trying to learn to communicate with a new species. If I recall, they could understand the words (through a translator), but not the meaning until they hit upon the idea that they were speaking in local cultural context, basically using cliches.  I've always remembered that episode and thought that was a fun idea.BTW, you are a REALLY impressive poet! I don't think I knew that. That's a pretty fabulous poem! Well done!! Thank you for sharing your own ideas on cliches! |
I agree that "all things" wasn't intended to be negative, but that it could be taken that way, especially by someone with trauma in their recent past.  But good job quickly redirecting back to the positive things.Here in the Falkland Islands, we're in fall/autumn and I was confused the other day when a friend showed me a picture of her among blooming bushes. Then I remembered it was spring in the Northern Hemisphere. One of my favorite spring memories is my horse, Nick, bucking and running around in the field in spring. I had several horses, but besides the filly, only Nick seemed to truly relish spring. And the funniest part is that he was the most quiet, gentle horse I had. I think that's why I so loved watching him cut loose in a warm, spring field. Thank you for sharing! |
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