tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post2442467288781545728..comments2024-03-28T21:52:15.546-04:00Comments on Shay's Word Garden (Poetry & Such Like): Damn The SwansFireblossomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040525704916368792noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-25314280769699108842011-09-14T00:29:22.493-04:002011-09-14T00:29:22.493-04:00This makes me think of the pain of adolescence. T...This makes me think of the pain of adolescence. The perfectly popular girls in high school were the fat girls with flash back hair and false laughter at the reunion. The odd and more interesting were solid and deep and laughed from their bellies. Swans are pretty hanging on my christmas tree but the crows I'd invite to dinner, me being a different bird altogether.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-48091499439328185032011-09-13T01:15:59.024-04:002011-09-13T01:15:59.024-04:00i love black birds ~ crows, ravens, blackbirds, wh...i love black birds ~ crows, ravens, blackbirds, whatever. i think they are beautiful in the dawn when you see the jewel tones in the black of their feathers.<br /><br />i love your poetry more though. {smile} i have literally run out of words to describe your writing ~ brilliant, unique, beautiful, stunning, amazing, exquisite ~ none of them are adequate.<br /><br />♥ dAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-57733641619383876552011-09-12T20:24:17.205-04:002011-09-12T20:24:17.205-04:00Better late than never...or not. A beauty, my frie...Better late than never...or not. A beauty, my friend. Always a sweet visit with you. xoIleanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11200869126695231050noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-8727700244880245992011-09-12T16:47:42.098-04:002011-09-12T16:47:42.098-04:00you write well...keep it up!you write well...keep it up!ashokhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07151604896442505084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-67045103665030342152011-09-12T10:21:36.366-04:002011-09-12T10:21:36.366-04:00Beautiful, Shay -Beautiful, Shay -Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13984802196897920610noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-45840507847936938202011-09-11T22:32:31.731-04:002011-09-11T22:32:31.731-04:00"The world keeps a balance, through mathemati..."The world keeps a balance, through mathematics <br />Defined by whatever you've added and subtracted <br />I'm pushin on the hammer, to trigger the brain <br />Embrace how I live it, God loves ugly"<br /> - Atmosphere "God Loves Ugly"<br /><br />(HermanTurnip turns up the speakers on his computer)HermanTurniphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15448138758753193112noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-29844571908269246922011-09-11T20:37:38.846-04:002011-09-11T20:37:38.846-04:00"Damn the dawn
For the way it favors the beau..."Damn the dawn<br />For the way it favors the beautiful."<br /><br />Something about that just stopped me cold. This is just soulful.Maude Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03669688074743095866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-13056667508451566952011-09-11T20:02:38.896-04:002011-09-11T20:02:38.896-04:00"I knew the knobby branch and the stormy afte..."I knew the knobby branch and the stormy afternoon." Sigh. I love it that someone came along to assure the crow of its beauty. I just reread the springtime poem. Holy cow, you are a brilliant writer. My chin has bruises from my jaw dropping onto my desktop so often. I'm just sayin'.Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-23706328902580271082011-09-11T16:59:30.160-04:002011-09-11T16:59:30.160-04:00This is so beautiful (ever get tired of hearing th...This is so beautiful (ever get tired of hearing that?) and the link back to your older poem gives it even deeper meaning. Your choice of swans and crows to illustrate the struggles of girls and women to feel accepted and beautiful is fantastic, at least that's how I read it.Lolamousehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12508347229501155001noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-80116979399453531752011-09-11T14:10:30.094-04:002011-09-11T14:10:30.094-04:00Beautiful, Shay...and I favor crows over swans :)Beautiful, Shay...and I favor crows over swans :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05088944123595868347noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-62001097814733204702011-09-11T13:34:09.853-04:002011-09-11T13:34:09.853-04:00bless anyone that can see the beauty in anyone and...bless anyone that can see the beauty in anyone and make them feel special...really a lovely write shayBrian Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00722940075884718007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-77894517269288141612011-09-11T13:10:48.429-04:002011-09-11T13:10:48.429-04:00Your poems always make me FEEL, even when I'm ...Your poems always make me FEEL, even when I'm re-reading to fully understand the meaning of the poem, at least for myself. Loved both poems. You're an amazing talent.Lisa Ricard Clarohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05048410207952052295noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-15367647532258024542011-09-11T12:59:07.333-04:002011-09-11T12:59:07.333-04:00I did not start blogging until June or July of 201...I did not start blogging until June or July of 2010, so I missed this earlier poem. Thanks for sharing the link. It was mind-blowing. (Although if that was truly accurate, my mind would have been blown to smithereens months and months ago by your work.)<br /><br />I agree with Hedgewitch. Both poems are FINE.Sioux Roslawskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17924021828536277618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-15507427385871301692011-09-11T12:25:57.884-04:002011-09-11T12:25:57.884-04:00A fine transition from the earlier poem of loss an...A fine transition from the earlier poem of loss and discomfort within. Here the narrator flies the crow through the void in bitter loneliness and yet still finds the needed totemic wisdom, the true shape, and makes it clear such things come through grace and not design. Fine writing, Shay, in both poems.hedgewitchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13090696134322515899noreply@blogger.com