tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post2171746243490332207..comments2023-11-07T07:53:32.305+11:00Comments on The Passionate Crone (poetry): The Dead of WinterRosemary Nissen-Wadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-13281429136386952242014-08-17T15:15:58.157+10:002014-08-17T15:15:58.157+10:00Very grateful to you all for taking time to share ...Very grateful to you all for taking time to share your kind thoughts.Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-3481471986195484832014-08-09T10:38:22.176+10:002014-08-09T10:38:22.176+10:00I appreciate the personal share Rosemary ~ I am s...I appreciate the personal share Rosemary ~ I am still with my hubby so I don't know what grief really feels ~ Wishing you a lovely week ~Gracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02213172239590722747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-88500532657712414142014-08-07T05:52:07.724+10:002014-08-07T05:52:07.724+10:00Your words are so powerful and full of your heart....Your words are so powerful and full of your heart. Grieving is a part of life, just like truly living is. We must never forget to do both! Blessings to you, Rosemary. Toriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10570179609915990220noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-62782922651068621632014-08-06T13:57:34.274+10:002014-08-06T13:57:34.274+10:00I'm liking this, Rosemary. I remember when. ...I'm liking this, Rosemary. I remember when. You have plotted a good course and followed it well. <br /><br />Reminds me of the fellow I played golf with today. He had no course. His complaint, "I'm lonesome." I ran by some questions, does he cook; have hobbies; go out with other people; and more? I shared his life only mine was 44 years ago, when the first Mrs. Jim decided for another. His is more like four years ago.<br />..Jimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02982249173214655060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-43809732389399939292014-08-05T19:35:12.377+10:002014-08-05T19:35:12.377+10:00I'm glad for that, Sherry. :)I'm glad for that, Sherry. :)Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-58510571159387799202014-08-05T14:07:14.804+10:002014-08-05T14:07:14.804+10:00oh heck... that made my heart ache... it's tou...oh heck... that made my heart ache... it's tough to loose someone you loved so much... i love how you found a way to live on though... how he wants you to live on and breathe and write and find joy in the small things along the wayClaudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03011763027311966186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-42431282561965185822014-08-05T10:15:23.457+10:002014-08-05T10:15:23.457+10:00I appreciate your kind words. Be reassured! What I...I appreciate your kind words. Be reassured! What I say comes from having noticed, over the many years since the first death recounted above, various mental and physical symptoms, looking for the cause, and then realising: Oh yes, it's the anniversary reaction again. And it happens that the much more recent anniversary of my late husband's decline and death is at the same time of year. Grief is permanent; however can be transmuted - and of course is complex, as it applies only where there has first been joy. In truthfulness to myself, I like to recognise the signs and take a little time to honour them and their origin before going on again. Also it's useful to be aware of one's personal coping mechanisms, so as to monitor how far they may slip into neurosis. And then, for me poetry is a great way to express things and get them out rather than festering inwardly, unreleased.Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-15663749101818498312014-08-05T09:45:50.347+10:002014-08-05T09:45:50.347+10:00You speak with wisdom, experience and authority, R...You speak with wisdom, experience and authority, Rosemary; and you convey the emotional and intellectual turmoil of grief. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12460881702249079009noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-28739777484093607052014-08-05T07:35:18.857+10:002014-08-05T07:35:18.857+10:00Thank you all for the thoughtful and understanding...Thank you all for the thoughtful and understanding comments.Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-5353176111354709602014-08-05T06:15:42.309+10:002014-08-05T06:15:42.309+10:00this is so emotional and heart touching.. just lov...this is so emotional and heart touching.. just lovely, and i like the optimism an the courage not many would find in such a situation.NataĊĦekhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07529563989376279044noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-9460105901402383162014-08-05T06:11:19.174+10:002014-08-05T06:11:19.174+10:00An emotionally-rich piece. I cannot comment on wha...An emotionally-rich piece. I cannot comment on what it means to deal with a loss of someone so close to you. But your grief and your efforts to come to terms with it are beautifully portrayed in your words and touch the heart of the reader. Preeti S.https://www.blogger.com/profile/08367363156339655332noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-30688657942023195682014-08-05T04:50:48.058+10:002014-08-05T04:50:48.058+10:00Hmmm... I enjoyed it enough to read it twice
ZQHmmm... I enjoyed it enough to read it twice<br />ZQZQhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08521836993023109556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-20949256223733423702014-08-05T04:35:22.455+10:002014-08-05T04:35:22.455+10:00its hard...the memories that come these times of y...its hard...the memories that come these times of year...and the heaviness with them...a very honest write capturing what you are facing...you have me teary...smiles.Brian Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00722940075884718007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-79807182685958768552014-08-05T03:59:12.835+10:002014-08-05T03:59:12.835+10:00Rosemary, you have written a wonderfully true and ...Rosemary, you have written a wonderfully true and honest poem of the grief of living, which speaks straight to my heart for I, too, break down alone and do it quietly...........at this stage of life there is so much to grieve and it is terrible for anyone to say we mustnt grieve for, of course, we must, with so many profound losses. Thank you for this sharing. It makes me feel less alone.Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-50925161539317827972014-08-05T03:41:54.598+10:002014-08-05T03:41:54.598+10:00The lightness of your words and music of your word...The lightness of your words and music of your words hide the heaviness of grief and how to handle it.. what touched me most was missing the last look before he died.. saying with his look those unheard words... devastatingly sad Rosemary..brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-57837951869552537162014-08-05T03:32:17.678+10:002014-08-05T03:32:17.678+10:00Thank you for sharing your grieving process. I th...Thank you for sharing your grieving process. I think probably many can definitely identify. A deep and beautiful write Rosemary.Jennifer Wagnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04344877737695801883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-46502036660229569852014-08-05T02:57:20.789+10:002014-08-05T02:57:20.789+10:00might that someone should say the same for me
might that someone should say the same for me<br />Ron Kleimanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15031436361071946718noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-14111546922757021362014-08-05T00:33:20.250+10:002014-08-05T00:33:20.250+10:00I know you feel grateful for having many loving ye...I know you feel grateful for having many loving years with him. And yes, you have the right for grieving, tears , special memory as long as you need it. But then, when you become busy, live your own life- means no withdraw more....and when you say:"This is my bad time of year" - you know, Universe heard 'your desire - my command' - so everything up to you. Start to send positive desires to become true<br />rejuvenation for you. He would love to see you smile and optimistic. ~ Love your poem. xxhumbirdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00106270909713851811noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-26522216898334231092014-08-04T22:07:41.235+10:002014-08-04T22:07:41.235+10:00You have written the phases of grief very well. I...You have written the phases of grief very well. I understand what you mean about silent breakdowns & also about the keeping busy stage. So much goes on that other people do not see. I like the last stanza and the idea of living your own life. That is what I am sure he would have wanted. One day at a time. Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07366010389846904663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-25632543687911104662014-08-04T21:23:10.507+10:002014-08-04T21:23:10.507+10:00i love how the waves of grief slowly recedes, the ...i love how the waves of grief slowly recedes, the thunderstorm dies down and the inner strength begins to shine and take hold...this is inspiring and beautiful...Sumana Royhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17333363799083094084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-25691944921937978712014-08-04T19:53:53.212+10:002014-08-04T19:53:53.212+10:00Thank you for these wise, kind words, dear friend....Thank you for these wise, kind words, dear friend.Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-66717335012270471882014-08-04T19:01:32.938+10:002014-08-04T19:01:32.938+10:00I know you better through these poignant, beautifu...I know you better through these poignant, beautifully expressive verses Rosemary. I can feel and see your inner environment far better now. These verses speak of a void that no other can fill (and you know that I know this personally). But life has sweetness even so, just as I find in the warmth of your friendship. Just as you find in the friendship of those who are closest to you. And remember there is no real separation from those whom we love still, even though aren't 'visible.' Love is the very nature of the cosmos, it can never die. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com