tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296096399220838318.post416792858078102777..comments2024-02-05T12:20:34.082-08:00Comments on A Tidings of Magpies: PrayerAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15238905633085051322noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296096399220838318.post-16979121325342923312009-07-13T07:56:18.562-07:002009-07-13T07:56:18.562-07:00I enjoyed this poem. It gave me a burst of inspira...I enjoyed this poem. It gave me a burst of inspiration this morning. I think it really captures those moments when one is totally out of hope, but a glimmer of light soars out from inside.Kelley Calverthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04864469824932458822noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296096399220838318.post-80580917230967457312009-07-12T19:48:37.520-07:002009-07-12T19:48:37.520-07:00I like that.I like that.Sarah Annehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11525949118660493801noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296096399220838318.post-40148861531319109542009-07-12T17:04:15.985-07:002009-07-12T17:04:15.985-07:00Owen has already made my comment. As for you, I th...Owen has already made my comment. As for you, I think that if you shake magic eight ball again, it will come up "Yes, absolutely."dshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07616750784052488695noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296096399220838318.post-87914765118324069332009-07-12T10:06:59.087-07:002009-07-12T10:06:59.087-07:00I don't know, Owen...some days it leaves me br...I don't know, Owen...some days it leaves me breathless and full of gratitude, other days, desperately and bitterly jealous. I ask magic eight ball if I'll ever write as elegantly--"All signs point to no."Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15238905633085051322noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296096399220838318.post-49725153795758379052009-07-12T08:39:58.301-07:002009-07-12T08:39:58.301-07:00"someone calls a child's name as though t..."someone calls a child's name as though they named their loss"<br /><br />How is it that some folks are able to sum up whole eons of experience in a simple few words that leave us speechless at their insight, their vision... the stuff of great poetry... a short phrase that calls up a world of longing, longing for something lost long ago... our innocence, perhaps ???Owenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12622587942009516590noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296096399220838318.post-11623890069988226372009-07-12T08:16:18.357-07:002009-07-12T08:16:18.357-07:00It helps if we purposefully stop and listen for wh...It helps if we purposefully stop and listen for what might be welling up in us.Mary Ellenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06476814211173076515noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296096399220838318.post-46577400642986057252009-07-12T05:00:44.411-07:002009-07-12T05:00:44.411-07:00the atmosphere of this poem sums up the shipping f...the atmosphere of this poem sums up the shipping forcast and radio four perfectly.. there's something so elegantly british in it...Batteson.Indhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10846214578565824955noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6296096399220838318.post-60574303913923947582009-07-12T04:23:32.097-07:002009-07-12T04:23:32.097-07:00Lovely poem.
Music City, TN looked awful close to...Lovely poem.<br /><br />Music City, TN looked awful close to Cin City, OH. And closer now that I'm in the middle of the Four Corners region of the Land of the Free and the Home of the Brave.La Framéricainehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09879118710247405871noreply@blogger.com