tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post8128641476748583451..comments2023-11-07T07:53:32.305+11:00Comments on The Passionate Crone (poetry): RemindersRosemary Nissen-Wadehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comBlogger27125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-12857656676398627172016-11-16T02:02:32.471+11:002016-11-16T02:02:32.471+11:00i do heard of Guy Fawkes night, but it is not a tr...i do heard of Guy Fawkes night, but it is not a tradition over here, though we were once a colony. We have our Hungry Ghost festival over here though, where we burn paper offerings (no fireworks though). it's sad to see some traditions slowly dying off...<br /><br />interesting form, btw, not that easy to write, i think. :)dsnake1https://www.blogger.com/profile/08724264906690080704noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-44036345880885361652016-11-15T09:28:49.442+11:002016-11-15T09:28:49.442+11:00Our childhood memories are forever printed within....Our childhood memories are forever printed within. Let us hold them forever dear...bkmsigned...bkmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03558304976280070986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-32257845579138777712016-11-15T05:54:29.524+11:002016-11-15T05:54:29.524+11:00I can't help but hear Tevye in "Fiddler o...I can't help but hear Tevye in "Fiddler on the Roof," crying out, "Tradition! Tradition!"Magical Mystical Teacherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01853272111925075994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-50479443773440896542016-11-14T14:53:06.450+11:002016-11-14T14:53:06.450+11:00Sparklers, as a child I would write my name in lig...Sparklers, as a child I would write my name in lights to see it sparkle in the night.Truedessahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09079953417572207613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-56636773196844792002016-11-14T11:43:41.292+11:002016-11-14T11:43:41.292+11:00The thunder and gurgling fridge thrown together ga...The thunder and gurgling fridge thrown together gave me a giggle. Thanks for sharing your nostalgia<br /><br />Much love... Gillena Coxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09830061733849775594noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-66603493356651402542016-11-14T11:25:55.658+11:002016-11-14T11:25:55.658+11:00One can never forget the best of times in childhoo...One can never forget the best of times in childhood memories!<br /><br />Hankkaykualahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03240206222973305395noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-68306266803718112372016-11-14T06:34:26.405+11:002016-11-14T06:34:26.405+11:00Excellent use of the form...
ZQExcellent use of the form...<br />ZQZQhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08521836993023109556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-41068123289523383292016-11-14T04:21:22.422+11:002016-11-14T04:21:22.422+11:00This is a wonderful, wonderful poem! So eloquent, ...This is a wonderful, wonderful poem! So eloquent, subtle, and beautiful... so much memory! Matthew Henningsenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05561605742904573649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-67580640282854419642016-11-14T03:32:44.666+11:002016-11-14T03:32:44.666+11:00Childhood a wonderfu time, we could be frightened ...Childhood a wonderfu time, we could be frightened by the fire works, and yet we knew we were safe, unlike today....there is no assurance of safety... it is a scary time.annell4https://www.blogger.com/profile/07629830133868270690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-87282299495801160392016-11-14T00:52:55.209+11:002016-11-14T00:52:55.209+11:00Tasmania – which is south-eastern Australia, while...Tasmania – which is south-eastern Australia, while Launceston is north-eastern Tasmania. So sorry, not quite a match, but close. :)Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-19922932126809116382016-11-14T00:46:43.985+11:002016-11-14T00:46:43.985+11:00Ah the magic - i used to love the smell of sparkle...Ah the magic - i used to love the smell of sparklers - did you grow up in Launceston Uk or Tasmania? - that makes us both South west women :-)Jae Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11509244123008832611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-21813073075839047012016-11-14T00:32:58.613+11:002016-11-14T00:32:58.613+11:00No, you wouldn't. It's an English traditio...No, you wouldn't. It's an English tradition, carried on in the 'colonies' too.Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-90734387519935127802016-11-14T00:05:15.264+11:002016-11-14T00:05:15.264+11:00remarkable reminiscence captured in your words - b...remarkable reminiscence captured in your words - before the organised events when rockets fell to earth and "the neighbourhood dads in charge: all those certainties." Lovely!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-52009753064103885322016-11-13T23:37:50.535+11:002016-11-13T23:37:50.535+11:00Pop and splutter – like distant thunder or a gurgl...Pop and splutter – like distant thunder or a gurgling fridge – perfect description! Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-8134461050576377922016-11-13T22:53:22.243+11:002016-11-13T22:53:22.243+11:00I've never seen those fires, but from Childhoo...I've never seen those fires, but from Childhood I do remember Easter and last of April fire... brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-9878327443283049352016-11-13T21:54:19.968+11:002016-11-13T21:54:19.968+11:00Lovely words that brought back memories for me too...Lovely words that brought back memories for me too. Dad in charge of the fireworks, mum in charge of the homemade feast, always toffee, parkin and also taties baked in the bonfire.<br /><br />I do think Halloween has come to the fore and bonfire night is fast becoming a damp squib. Sad that.<br /><br />Kind regards<br />Anna :o]hyperCRYPTICalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11967085628384237933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-19131857879351318452016-11-13T21:00:47.976+11:002016-11-13T21:00:47.976+11:00I too remember November 5th from many years back w...I too remember November 5th from many years back where one's local street had a bonfire in the cool English autumn with each family with their own box of fireworks sharing the fun with bottle to place the rockets in.Old Egghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14727444489103758018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-80609688788290274432016-11-13T20:06:25.296+11:002016-11-13T20:06:25.296+11:00'half-hearted fireworks pop and splutter like ...'half-hearted fireworks pop and splutter like distant thunder or a gurgling fridge.' Sigh.. such deep and unspoken emotions lie hidden in your verse ❤️Sanaa Rizvihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06681404650477409830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-60614879133189382822016-11-13T19:09:03.832+11:002016-11-13T19:09:03.832+11:00It was so interesting to visit those nights throug...It was so interesting to visit those nights through this poem of yoursSuyashJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06332045821743367072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-35621125441166044722016-11-13T19:01:35.867+11:002016-11-13T19:01:35.867+11:00Ah, the good ol' days.Ah, the good ol' days.J Cosmo Newberyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04459976320205444628noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-11985534651317902152016-11-13T15:34:43.643+11:002016-11-13T15:34:43.643+11:00there's note of sadness for a tradition dying ...there's note of sadness for a tradition dying out...Sumana Royhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17333363799083094084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-43589360119412599892016-11-13T11:21:46.408+11:002016-11-13T11:21:46.408+11:00Oh I love the sound of that. What great memories. ...Oh I love the sound of that. What great memories. There have not been nearly enough bonfires in my life. I must remedy that.Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-39978586352598916522016-11-13T09:08:29.382+11:002016-11-13T09:08:29.382+11:00Where I now live, Spring gets quite hot. The firew...Where I now live, Spring gets quite hot. The fireworks are definitely half-hearted and brief, and bonfires don't happen at all. It's fire danger season already, so these activities would be illegal without permission – and permission is unlikely.Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-87589782131790032112016-11-13T09:02:10.688+11:002016-11-13T09:02:10.688+11:00"half-hearted fireworks
pop and splutter lik..."half-hearted fireworks <br />pop and splutter like distant thunder or a gurgling fridge." <br />Were they truly bigger once or seem so to a child? Maybe a little of both? Or maybe like our dreams after the USA election, the magic has died.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05723639294340760325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3313195297275159246.post-11659937884308119222016-11-13T08:59:36.022+11:002016-11-13T08:59:36.022+11:00I like this. Always nice to reflect on those chil...I like this. Always nice to reflect on those childhood memories...when certain things happened with 'certainty' every year!Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07366010389846904663noreply@blogger.com