tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post4795450462577063258..comments2023-11-07T07:53:32.305+11:00Comments on The Passionate Crone (poetry): Never Call Me Rose (It Hurts Too Much)Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-64243183261981800572017-04-13T05:09:03.238+10:002017-04-13T05:09:03.238+10:00Pain doesn't have a time limit. And songs have...Pain doesn't have a time limit. And songs have a way of tying memories and emotions together in a neat bow, even while those emotions may not be so neatly processed. This was a very poignant and honest piece.Rommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11810721515248103148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-61953826024598794642017-04-12T18:25:29.370+10:002017-04-12T18:25:29.370+10:00well I wouldn't say reconciled,
but at least ...well I wouldn't say reconciled, <br />but at least I understood that some <br />things can be too much to bear<br /><br />If it brought back memories it would feature as an unforgettable episode nice to recollect. Especially when it is a true story.<br /><br />Hankkaykualahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03240206222973305395noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-26017902521152742692017-04-12T14:07:54.838+10:002017-04-12T14:07:54.838+10:00Touching and so subtle....!Touching and so subtle....!Sreejahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01395234979504881964noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-78845674764504574142017-04-12T10:38:27.498+10:002017-04-12T10:38:27.498+10:00ah. time is not so much a salve, as a lens ~ah. time is not so much a salve, as a lens ~grapelinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14929030339206629628noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-21562857818316108832017-04-12T10:11:52.502+10:002017-04-12T10:11:52.502+10:00So sorry...There are times we need to express what...So sorry...There are times we need to express what is so often to hard to remember.Susie Clevengerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09239990133754328967noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-59723359010925093272017-04-12T09:27:39.634+10:002017-04-12T09:27:39.634+10:00So sorry (both for the loss and the pain). There i...So sorry (both for the loss and the pain). There is yet beauty in your words.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-71109487255848681602017-04-12T08:45:35.295+10:002017-04-12T08:45:35.295+10:00Very honest and vulnerable. This was profound. Very honest and vulnerable. This was profound. Buddah Moskowitzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06839068145732552328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-20940227452996079842017-04-12T08:11:34.108+10:002017-04-12T08:11:34.108+10:00Feels like hundreds of emotions are running throug...Feels like hundreds of emotions are running through me right now ... beautifully composed, you and the poem.Helenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16619199535376925989noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-76910702210561556252017-04-12T07:39:54.493+10:002017-04-12T07:39:54.493+10:00I especially like the wording you used here: "...I especially like the wording you used here: "But eventually my blank brain<br />heard some words which pierced<br />months of numbness . . ." Nicely done.Justin Lambhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04540827237593614818noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-85391068376284727182017-04-12T07:28:28.816+10:002017-04-12T07:28:28.816+10:00Oh, Rosemary, one would never forget something lik...Oh, Rosemary, one would never forget something like this!! Even episodes that aren't so final I have not forgotten. Nor do I tell of them though I would love to write about them. Spare the kids though.<br />You wrote it perfectly, I was living those long periods right there with you.<br />..Jimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02982249173214655060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-81172028979518258912017-04-12T04:48:44.429+10:002017-04-12T04:48:44.429+10:00I can understand.. a pain so searing can never tru...I can understand.. a pain so searing can never truly be forgotten.. big hugs.Sanaa Rizvihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06681404650477409830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-15526371656830035562017-04-12T03:21:56.313+10:002017-04-12T03:21:56.313+10:00Such a searing experience could never be forgotten...Such a searing experience could never be forgotten. I am glad you were able to heal over time. It is amazing how the words of a single song and, of course, poem cam give a vital new perspective. Kerry O'Connorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00720862912375945249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-82858540593805733432017-04-12T03:03:58.194+10:002017-04-12T03:03:58.194+10:00Part of the irony is that we only know we're a...Part of the irony is that we only know we're alive because we feel the pain...and sometimes the joy. Nicely done.Timoteohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08351410966396854582noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-40254013972034905452017-04-12T00:26:44.071+10:002017-04-12T00:26:44.071+10:0035 years feel like a second when the emotions are ...35 years feel like a second when the emotions are this strong. That living pain still bleeds through your words, my Rosemary. So red and tender. Magaly Guerrerohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18295455026184103230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-37317442409613064512017-04-11T23:31:47.544+10:002017-04-11T23:31:47.544+10:00Music has been a part of my life for as long as I ...Music has been a part of my life for as long as I can remember, and I believe the words of the songs I sang helped me fall in love and to follow those words. Your poem has an aching sadness that can be felt, like the song itself.<br /><br />ElizabethAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-78638010853544349572017-04-11T20:57:50.019+10:002017-04-11T20:57:50.019+10:00I know every word of that song and have sung it hu...I know every word of that song and have sung it hundreds of times, mostly in my youth, but now and again as an adult. It does go straight to the heart, like your poem.✿https://www.blogger.com/profile/01044032159371976375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-61206465942458935962017-04-11T18:28:19.531+10:002017-04-11T18:28:19.531+10:00Goodness, that is just heartbreaking.. some things...Goodness, that is just heartbreaking.. some things really are too much to bear... Thotpurgehttp://thotpurge.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-68983419635594608602017-04-11T18:11:04.191+10:002017-04-11T18:11:04.191+10:00It's one I tend to avoid, myself.It's one I tend to avoid, myself.Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-18590110768664594672017-04-11T17:53:01.423+10:002017-04-11T17:53:01.423+10:00Oh Rosemary. This is so tender and vulnerable and ...Oh Rosemary. This is so tender and vulnerable and beautiful and heart breaking and i'm not sure I could listen to the song right now.<br />Virtual hugs.Paul John Dearhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08976172444697072142noreply@blogger.com