tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post3007992381958161143..comments2023-11-07T07:53:32.305+11:00Comments on The Passionate Crone (poetry): Writing Outdoors in SpringRosemary Nissen-Wadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-75037959830282441552015-09-13T12:46:42.570+10:002015-09-13T12:46:42.570+10:00Ah, it's sad and how it's hard to do famil...Ah, it's sad and how it's hard to do familiar things, but at different place without our closest ones....changes are inevitable... and your haiku shows the way... humbirdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00106270909713851811noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-66308832639952384692015-09-13T09:21:51.808+10:002015-09-13T09:21:51.808+10:00Loss upon loss and we sometimes have to find the b...Loss upon loss and we sometimes have to find the beauty from a different view than we used to. You've depicted that beautifully here.C.C.https://www.blogger.com/profile/16393100446679896378noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-52131930625264537662015-09-13T06:36:26.756+10:002015-09-13T06:36:26.756+10:00Lovely and so sad Rosemary.Lovely and so sad Rosemary.Michaelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07512953735819338268noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-85894959463718112742015-09-13T01:44:29.387+10:002015-09-13T01:44:29.387+10:00Oh, this pulled at my heart... so poignant and fil...Oh, this pulled at my heart... so poignant and filled with life's truths. And I love the way your ending pulls it up somehow, in another direction.mrs mediocrityhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01021079985184737831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-36936088145587626902015-09-12T08:01:53.349+10:002015-09-12T08:01:53.349+10:00Oh gosh, that's tough, Rosemary. I don't ...Oh gosh, that's tough, Rosemary. I don't blame you for going to the backyard. But I have faith that you'll be able to return to that lovely spot someday without too much wistfulness.Bodhirosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12630769135515322096noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-45325403971243213222015-09-11T13:03:52.528+10:002015-09-11T13:03:52.528+10:00This is so very poignant. I do not think I could ...This is so very poignant. I do not think I could sit there any more myself. So much grief in such tightly controlled words. But felt, deeply felt. Spencer is Kanzensakura.tonispencerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04200564195675794747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-19461085453461347042015-09-11T05:38:35.758+10:002015-09-11T05:38:35.758+10:00This is so sad, but a very nice haibun. I hope som...This is so sad, but a very nice haibun. I hope some day you will be able to sit once again on the veranda and just remember fondly those who are now gone. Peace, LindaAnotherFearlessYear.nethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11189052349065089513noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-3832878936909359972015-09-10T09:43:39.268+10:002015-09-10T09:43:39.268+10:00Rosemary, I am glad that you still sit! That is t...Rosemary, I am glad that you still sit! That is the most important thing in the end.Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07366010389846904663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-60092542409577056202015-09-10T04:57:03.166+10:002015-09-10T04:57:03.166+10:00Yes. I completely relate. I no longer can walk the...Yes. I completely relate. I no longer can walk the trails or go to the river where Pup and I went every afternoon. Just cant be there without him. Sigh. Beautiful and poignant, Rosemary.Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-68542620138498465202015-09-10T02:27:00.419+10:002015-09-10T02:27:00.419+10:00The loss and the grieving are resonating in your v...The loss and the grieving are resonating in your verses ~ It is not overdone though but speaks of moving forward and greeting a new season - that is spring ~<br /><br />A lovely haibun , thank you~Gracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02213172239590722747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-27876032491893691002015-09-10T01:09:17.292+10:002015-09-10T01:09:17.292+10:00Very poignant.Very poignant.Lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12692170857496442623noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-26877996534465211672015-09-10T00:55:21.189+10:002015-09-10T00:55:21.189+10:00The sadness and emptiness of loss are powerfully c...The sadness and emptiness of loss are powerfully conveyed by your haibun, Rosemary. I hope there comes a day when you can sit there again.Gabriellahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09968615376035959259noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-51506959423597079082015-09-09T22:41:29.976+10:002015-09-09T22:41:29.976+10:00Thank you! my friend Rosemary..:)Thank you! my friend Rosemary..:)Katie Mia Frederickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01336627766755378406noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-70523325681856213362015-09-09T22:19:43.249+10:002015-09-09T22:19:43.249+10:00And let me add, you brought Elwood alive in this p...And let me add, you brought Elwood alive in this piece of writing.Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-66840359303040670702015-09-09T22:19:08.954+10:002015-09-09T22:19:08.954+10:00Yes, grief is the price we pay for love, and the l...Yes, grief is the price we pay for love, and the love is worth the price. And yes again, 'the more we Love the more we're Love'. Well said. Thank you!Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-77317764631987874612015-09-09T22:01:26.376+10:002015-09-09T22:01:26.376+10:00Oh.. for me his name is Elwood... a gray and white...Oh.. for me his name is Elwood... a gray and white<br />tuxedo.. for years in trenches of heartless work is my..<br />connection to the heart of love that lives inside of me..<br />Only his touch will bring that warm feeling of Love again..<br />he is not an inside cat.. not even ours.. he comes and<br />goes and spreads love.. and when he goes for good..<br />i wait for him at the door of my patio.. and remember<br />he is gone for good and i feel lonely inside.. i cannot<br />bear the thought of another cat.. but what i learn after<br />that when i repress my emotional tears too much is<br />i lose the ability to love at all.. and i will never ever<br />grieve too much.. over the loss of anyone not to love<br />someone else.. whether tree.. dog.. cat.. or blade of<br />grass my friend.. the more we Love the more we're Love..:)<br /><br />Blades of grass<br />loving cats<br />alive as GrassKatie Mia Frederickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01336627766755378406noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-33501462839874310862015-09-09T20:49:30.229+10:002015-09-09T20:49:30.229+10:00Sometimes we have to choose
To sit in the place th...Sometimes we have to choose<br />To sit in the place that constantly reminds us of loss<br />Or to surround ourselves with life Xhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09037544390731217891noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-10387051535605376272015-09-09T20:41:46.631+10:002015-09-09T20:41:46.631+10:00This speaks to me and will speak to many. Only, so...This speaks to me and will speak to many. Only, sometimes, it may be like they are with you as you pass the sad spot!Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05723639294340760325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-14962747763268349072015-09-09T18:47:56.147+10:002015-09-09T18:47:56.147+10:00a beautiful haibun filled with emotion...love the ...a beautiful haibun filled with emotion...love the haiku so much...Sumana Royhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17333363799083094084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-19919377866666507842015-09-09T18:25:01.676+10:002015-09-09T18:25:01.676+10:00So sad. I hope the neighbour's trees and pige...So sad. I hope the neighbour's trees and pigeons were some comfort.vivinfrancehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07388722600118753457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-33591481395058396812015-09-09T18:22:20.461+10:002015-09-09T18:22:20.461+10:00This is so strong Rosermary,,. the parting and the...This is so strong Rosermary,,. the parting and the loneliness.. the space the loved one leaves.. a void. Still that backyard looks lovely. Hope you can find a time to sit there in the front... The shade in the backyard will be a blessing in summer though.. but in spring you want to seek that sun. I like the haiku a lot too.brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.com