tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post2346594347723951668..comments2024-03-28T15:32:26.808-04:00Comments on Shay's Word Garden (Poetry & Such Like): First, There's A Dead GuyFireblossomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040525704916368792noreply@blogger.comBlogger15125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-27649068939316652912019-11-17T21:31:55.207-05:002019-11-17T21:31:55.207-05:00I love how people morph in dreams. You dreamt of...I love how people morph in dreams. You dreamt of one woman and remembered another. But the feeling... even if the face has changed the feeling is remembered. I love how the kiss becomes a beacon that shines like the north star. A guiding point of light.Lorihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12582954414536409107noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-66067435745965638002019-11-17T14:02:56.342-05:002019-11-17T14:02:56.342-05:00So good. That first paragraph made me smile, and f...So good. That first paragraph made me smile, and fall right into this story, which also happens to be a love poem. Lovely!:-)RedCathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13156035465648204943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-51247967375286232912019-11-16T21:00:34.960-05:002019-11-16T21:00:34.960-05:00I am a melting pool of goo .... loving every word ...I am a melting pool of goo .... loving every word of this.Helenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16619199535376925989noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-84385137316683963782019-11-16T19:38:56.452-05:002019-11-16T19:38:56.452-05:00Dreams like that can be so delicious, worth the ac...Dreams like that can be so delicious, worth the ache that comes once one wakes up.Rommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11810721515248103148noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-33816511332907264182019-11-16T17:10:41.717-05:002019-11-16T17:10:41.717-05:00elemental, you are, Shay ~elemental, you are, Shay ~grapelinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14929030339206629628noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-90397964083243395052019-11-16T13:59:00.610-05:002019-11-16T13:59:00.610-05:00"I never knew I could kiss someone and carry ..."I never knew I could kiss someone and carry that kiss like true north under my skin." Sigh....this whole poem is rich with longing and capturing the moment and what a true kiss can do. As others have said, no one can write of love quite like you Shay! You capture it so masterfully!!Carrie Van Hornhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11715648073882529202noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-77833866979094747382019-11-16T09:57:15.974-05:002019-11-16T09:57:15.974-05:00Dreams are often so hard to render and grasp--this...Dreams are often so hard to render and grasp--this *is* a dream, pure and all-enveloping as only that state can be. As always, no one writes love poems--especially dream-love poems--like you, Shay.And yeah, I wouldn't worry about the therapy--this poem is worth the state of mind. ;)hedgewitchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13090696134322515899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-80482181045856016082019-11-16T03:59:43.799-05:002019-11-16T03:59:43.799-05:00The opening lines are an intriguing way to introdu...The opening lines are an intriguing way to introduce a flashback – a dead guy and an actress with red hair – and then it falls gently into place – into a love poem. Such stunning lines in this poem that will stay with me:<br />‘…She's quiet, but<br />simmering, like Emily Dickinson stirring chili in the afternoon<br />with wavy-glass windows steaming up<br />and a clock ticking in the hall behind her’<br />and <br />‘I never knew I could kiss someone<br />and carry that kiss like true north under my skin.’<br />Kim M. Russellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16668459794787447606noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-26463185976377507872019-11-16T00:15:53.979-05:002019-11-16T00:15:53.979-05:00How beautiul, how heartfelt were each and every wo...How beautiul, how heartfelt were each and every word you wrote. Perhaps there is something within you, a time in your past that emerges when you write this way to give us readers such a treat.Old Egghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14727444489103758018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-21498035405312063482019-11-15T22:53:01.252-05:002019-11-15T22:53:01.252-05:00Shay--You make all your readers wish you were writ...Shay--You make all your readers wish you were writing about them. What a gorgeous poem.Sioux Roslawskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17924021828536277618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-5542532106808677082019-11-15T22:32:36.297-05:002019-11-15T22:32:36.297-05:00No one writes about love like you do. The kiss car...No one writes about love like you do. The kiss carried like true north, creating you entire......just breathtaking.Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-22589435165759011892019-11-15T16:16:00.101-05:002019-11-15T16:16:00.101-05:00I simply love how you framed the love poem with th...I simply love how you framed the love poem with that flashback from a film... <br /><br />The start is simply brilliant... the dead guy is not the fall but the actress (flashback as a fall is excellent).<br /><br />And as others have said, this is a love poem that avoids all those cliches that can make me sick reading... brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-82711186419879744402019-11-15T10:47:20.240-05:002019-11-15T10:47:20.240-05:00Holy cannoli, girl. I am in love! This is THE love...Holy cannoli, girl. I am in love! This is THE love poem of ALL love poems. <br /><br />Swoon. <3<br /><br />I love J.N. too. Perfection.✿https://www.blogger.com/profile/01044032159371976375noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-28801638758859085412019-11-15T10:32:59.910-05:002019-11-15T10:32:59.910-05:00My desire for you created me entire, on the spot.....My desire for you created me entire, on the spot...sensual and sassy and yet, wistful at the same time. Girl, you can create the lines, you can create the real poetry.tonispencerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12299970145155468689noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-25664307438416871842019-11-15T10:04:30.053-05:002019-11-15T10:04:30.053-05:00I never knew I could kiss someone
and carry that k...I never knew I could kiss someone<br />and carry that kiss like true north under my skin.<br /><br />Well, Shay, you still write the best lines about love.Kerry O'Connorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00720862912375945249noreply@blogger.com