tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post7907412652167766459..comments2023-11-07T07:53:32.305+11:00Comments on The Passionate Crone (poetry): Summer EveningRosemary Nissen-Wadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comBlogger34125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-66584072502191834972018-01-30T03:34:06.586+11:002018-01-30T03:34:06.586+11:00Life is so sad. When I read poems like this I know...Life is so sad. When I read poems like this I know my turn will come one day.I always think how can they endure this pain....but somehow one does. Beautiful poem.rallentandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06980559347805844568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-22729630750331552132018-01-29T14:09:56.007+11:002018-01-29T14:09:56.007+11:00Still, a balanced and beautiful 4-some in memory. ...Still, a balanced and beautiful 4-some in memory. And one poem to preserve and to share the intimacy.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05723639294340760325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-55521334337208136672018-01-29T10:52:01.297+11:002018-01-29T10:52:01.297+11:00Beautiful! You have sketched the moment, so tende...Beautiful! You have sketched the moment, so tenderly. These bitter-sweet remembrances are only: thus, because we loved - so much - and they are gone from us now. Wendy Bourkehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09475940407969993348noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-91938253578902748652018-01-29T10:41:02.755+11:002018-01-29T10:41:02.755+11:00Ah but insight and memories add a touch of back to...Ah but insight and memories add a touch of back to the past that's wonderful for you I'm sure<br /><br />Have a nice Sunday<br /><br />much love...Gillena Coxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09191865405561549074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-64211004417164212392018-01-29T08:14:02.364+11:002018-01-29T08:14:02.364+11:00Indeed yes.Indeed yes.Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-41524285989764082132018-01-29T08:13:01.211+11:002018-01-29T08:13:01.211+11:00I have to go in and out my front door all the time...I have to go in and out my front door all the time, so I mostly don't let myself dwell on what was ... but sometimes....Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-77038342102973560882018-01-29T08:11:32.763+11:002018-01-29T08:11:32.763+11:00I have a nice spot in the back yard instead.I have a nice spot in the back yard instead.Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-22997959630290566362018-01-29T07:45:24.408+11:002018-01-29T07:45:24.408+11:00A touching write, Rosemary, and one with which I c...A touching write, Rosemary, and one with which I can definitely identify. Thank you for sharing.indybevhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05505539407819784525noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-87843774433733366692018-01-29T07:12:34.309+11:002018-01-29T07:12:34.309+11:00Oh my...as all should pass.
Great thoughts/poem
ZQ...Oh my...as all should pass.<br />Great thoughts/poem<br />ZQZQhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08521836993023109556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-11894884367735670802018-01-29T06:02:38.962+11:002018-01-29T06:02:38.962+11:00This is such an endearing tribute, Rosemary. The l...This is such an endearing tribute, Rosemary. The last part of the poem made me realize again that life is temporary but we can make memories to live by.totomaihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01805083472267649276noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-809247049351349622018-01-29T05:40:30.350+11:002018-01-29T05:40:30.350+11:00Stunning close. Beautifully crafted piece.Stunning close. Beautifully crafted piece.Maude Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03669688074743095866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-35864441643596719912018-01-29T05:03:09.517+11:002018-01-29T05:03:09.517+11:00That final stanza completely transforms the whole ...That final stanza completely transforms the whole poem.sarahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01756314170839177900noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-19750581006194412012018-01-29T04:42:32.515+11:002018-01-29T04:42:32.515+11:00Your memory is sharp detail, but we are told, noth...Your memory is sharp detail, but we are told, nothing is ever lost. And those we love live in our hearts. I have not gone back to see my life as it was, but it resides in me all the same. Sometimes I can even laugh at it all. I think as we age, we look around, and see, they are gone, all gone from this present moment. But how good they made our lives by their presence.annell4https://www.blogger.com/profile/07629830133868270690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-25645320740890572772018-01-29T03:57:40.475+11:002018-01-29T03:57:40.475+11:00Sadness in the air, but also memory. Painfully bea...Sadness in the air, but also memory. Painfully beautiful how you crafted that.Rob Jacksonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04982759910079119392noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-66467382926801380112018-01-29T01:32:33.768+11:002018-01-29T01:32:33.768+11:00a poignant write. such a twist at the end!
i post ...a poignant write. such a twist at the end!<br />i post about a loss today too. sometimes our memories take a better grip over the common sense. dsnake1https://www.blogger.com/profile/08724264906690080704noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-54990670472370731572018-01-29T01:31:13.487+11:002018-01-29T01:31:13.487+11:00The poem does the job because it made my eyes wet....The poem does the job because it made my eyes wet. A scene snipped as if a living photo. colleen Looseleafnoteshttp://looseleafnotes.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-83103290001559294282018-01-29T01:18:27.173+11:002018-01-29T01:18:27.173+11:00Such a poignant write Rosemary and its ending made...Such a poignant write Rosemary and its ending made me ache with sadness.<br />Your response to Mary's comment is so wise. Your joy in the having of what is now lost is the wonder of memories, what we can still hold so close.<br />Anna :o]hyperCRYPTICalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11967085628384237933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-78596630854647816432018-01-29T00:39:38.711+11:002018-01-29T00:39:38.711+11:00The ending of your poem caught me off guard. I was...The ending of your poem caught me off guard. I was expecting a reflection on the pleasures of domestic life. Instead, I was confronted with death. But such is life!Magical Mystical Teacherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01853272111925075994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-55861518250412561332018-01-28T23:57:41.727+11:002018-01-28T23:57:41.727+11:00The loss is deeply felt. I can understand the not ...The loss is deeply felt. I can understand the not wanting to sit there again. Sometimes, memories flood back and emotional tide we are not ready to ride.Truedessahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09079953417572207613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-9603748080610517472018-01-28T22:49:24.844+11:002018-01-28T22:49:24.844+11:00So very poignant. The comfort of that night and th...So very poignant. The comfort of that night and the pain of the loss are both vividly rendered. Rommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18343895193475984183noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-10012493376935234652018-01-28T22:37:05.711+11:002018-01-28T22:37:05.711+11:00This is so heart-wrenching, Rosemary! We tend to a...This is so heart-wrenching, Rosemary! We tend to associate memories with a certain place.. and when there becomes a void in our heart.. can no longer visit there without tearing up. Sanaa Rizvihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06681404650477409830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-31351588188638255852018-01-28T21:02:13.607+11:002018-01-28T21:02:13.607+11:00Pets certainly do this to you even though they hav...Pets certainly do this to you even though they have shorter lives than us. I remember every pet dog, cat or injured wild bird that became part of the family that somehow gave us a feeling of contentment that we shared our world with them.Old Egghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14727444489103758018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-78297444499645838182018-01-28T20:45:52.062+11:002018-01-28T20:45:52.062+11:00Re-visiting this spot in your heart is something t...Re-visiting this spot in your heart is something that must have a reassurance to it. Julianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16781106976505685053noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-2170126670926552242018-01-28T20:40:07.874+11:002018-01-28T20:40:07.874+11:00This is so real and sad at the same time... I so h...This is so real and sad at the same time... I so hope you can find joy in sitting outside again.brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-4788175616754244192018-01-28T20:13:04.578+11:002018-01-28T20:13:04.578+11:00A sad loss..I hope you find a different sitting sp...A sad loss..I hope you find a different sitting spot Jae Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11509244123008832611noreply@blogger.com