tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132610577676134278.post7010298573383408317..comments2023-08-29T08:44:17.715-07:00Comments on forcing seeds: Air Poempoppy.f.seedhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16554720099031063747noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132610577676134278.post-33915428963585287512008-10-14T12:11:00.000-07:002008-10-14T12:11:00.000-07:00Wow. Breathtaking. I love it all but this hit me l...Wow. Breathtaking. I love it all but this hit me like a ton of bricks:<BR/>"Don’t expect to be recognized, these days. Look in the mirror<BR/>and expect bruises, new lines. Your face is almost familiar,<BR/>but so very still. Why so still? Where has the dance gone,<BR/>the minute joys?"Hope2morrowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00196437847799474686noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132610577676134278.post-28471185283525033882008-10-12T14:11:00.000-07:002008-10-12T14:11:00.000-07:00Again, beautiful poem. To express sadness and grie...Again, beautiful poem. To express sadness and grief in such beauty is an art and also an art of self transformation. I love the experiment with form that you did, but of course, the raw content is what speaks most truly. May you grow a bigger heart around the hole that is now there. <BR/>blessingsPetruciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15779047222262497847noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132610577676134278.post-55531145653731951172008-10-11T21:44:00.000-07:002008-10-11T21:44:00.000-07:00Yes, you've said it all. So much of your poem I c...Yes, you've said it all. So much of your poem I can relate to. And you words and images are awesome. Thanks for sharing.Evergreenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02258314583046975642noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132610577676134278.post-63022109705835081272008-10-10T20:07:00.000-07:002008-10-10T20:07:00.000-07:00Thank you so much for sharing. This verse really ...Thank you so much for sharing. This verse really spoke to me: <BR/><BR/>Don’t expect to be recognized, these days. Look in the mirror<BR/>and expect bruises, new lines. Your face is almost familiar,<BR/>but so very still. Why so still? Where has the dance gone,<BR/>the minute joys?<BR/><BR/>Absolutely beautiful in its honesty.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132610577676134278.post-61043428323059460012008-10-10T09:19:00.000-07:002008-10-10T09:19:00.000-07:00Breathtaking, heartbreaking. Thank you, Poppy. ((H...Breathtaking, heartbreaking. Thank you, Poppy. ((Hugs))Martha@A Sense of Humor is Essentialhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07129428477996644401noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6132610577676134278.post-34440530349064338992008-10-10T08:57:00.000-07:002008-10-10T08:57:00.000-07:00I can see how we found our way to one another's bl...I can see how we found our way to one another's blog...<BR/><BR/>what lovely, lovely writing.<BR/><BR/>Xo<BR/><BR/>PamWordgirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06580973104447557466noreply@blogger.com