tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post3247486776087734369..comments2024-03-28T15:32:26.808-04:00Comments on Shay's Word Garden (Poetry & Such Like): CladdaghFireblossomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040525704916368792noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-41525824875025573632018-03-20T23:45:51.802-04:002018-03-20T23:45:51.802-04:00well, you are peerless among storytellers. no irie...well, you are peerless among storytellers. no irie or Irish or anything like that in my line, but damned if my dad didn't have some blarney powder tea or something. ~grapelinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14929030339206629628noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-47223804472878281532018-03-20T16:04:21.460-04:002018-03-20T16:04:21.460-04:00Nice one!!! enjoyed the music
Linked in late
mu...Nice one!!! enjoyed the music<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://myblog-lunchbreak.blogspot.com/2018/03/2244.html" rel="nofollow"> Linked in late</a><br />much love...<br />Gillena Coxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09191865405561549074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-46139991418197583502018-03-20T07:04:18.084-04:002018-03-20T07:04:18.084-04:00I find it amazing what lives in our genes and play...I find it amazing what lives in our genes and plays such a role in who we are...in the old days, before the head shrinkers and commies and other such modern and post-modern revisionism, people felt that they were born into who they were and nothing could change it, from their trade to their very souls--I do think we know better now, that we are all individual anomalies, influenced by a thousand things as strong as blood and bone; yet still those genetic refrains haunt our lives. This is a strong and ever-so-you narrative of such, Shay, and if nothing else, offers the comfort of an explanation for the inexplicable quandary of who and why we are, and what makes us ourselves.hedgewitchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13090696134322515899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-68562194312888055502018-03-19T23:03:49.109-04:002018-03-19T23:03:49.109-04:00"take a fearless and searching moral inventor..."take a fearless and searching moral inventory of everybody else."<br /><br />God, I love that.Maude Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03669688074743095866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-56937370839685142882018-03-19T22:04:58.834-04:002018-03-19T22:04:58.834-04:00Oh, the wandering spirit can breed so many stories...Oh, the wandering spirit can breed so many stories. I had it in me when I was young, but my feet were planted so deep in country dust I could never use my wings. Susie Clevengerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09239990133754328967noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-28499135892719681272018-03-19T15:19:57.318-04:002018-03-19T15:19:57.318-04:00This has the same feeling as the one where the lit...This has the same feeling as the one where the little girl sits on the steps with the priest - never forgot that one - except perhaps this Irish lad is a bit of a cad - but perhaps that's the nature of the Irish wanderer... ?Margarethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00007201357693227614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-68175794403644178422018-03-19T06:35:19.076-04:002018-03-19T06:35:19.076-04:00I so loved this and wanted it to go on and on.
I so loved this and wanted it to go on and on.<br />Old Egghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14727444489103758018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-74850916385806055042018-03-18T14:27:30.588-04:002018-03-18T14:27:30.588-04:00Loved every word of this. Especially the line abou...Loved every word of this. Especially the line about feeding the stray you'd fallen for. Smiles.Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-23405484947459543382018-03-18T14:13:29.722-04:002018-03-18T14:13:29.722-04:00Something about the real story never does quite ad...Something about the real story never does quite add up. My mother's side sounds like your English frostburghers -- a fearless inventory of them would probably freeze my words, too. Yet still, I get my writing from her, somehow. The Irish are forever broken, i think -- gorgeously so, as you write here.Brendanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03983584155125369291noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-57554100561007011912018-03-18T12:43:16.536-04:002018-03-18T12:43:16.536-04:00"because I had to feed the stray I'd fall..."because I had to feed the stray I'd fallen for."<br /><br />Such a great finale line, and so you.<br /><br /><br />[yes: finale]Cloudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05853753108637831069noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-76310004105952526952018-03-18T11:39:51.718-04:002018-03-18T11:39:51.718-04:00It's always Daddy I guess... in my case the st...It's always Daddy I guess... in my case the stern Lutheran kind. Sounds more fun with that Irish blood... brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-26802705397118799452018-03-18T11:15:15.179-04:002018-03-18T11:15:15.179-04:00My first love was a brown-eyed handsome man. Love ...My first love was a brown-eyed handsome man. Love your story.Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-89590152781771748342018-03-18T10:23:11.307-04:002018-03-18T10:23:11.307-04:00My name is also a boy's in the old country, an...My name is also a boy's in the old country, and I wear a claddagh ring.. guess I take after daddy's side too.<br /><br />;-)Kerry O'Connorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00720862912375945249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-69387920871090777742018-03-18T09:25:11.092-04:002018-03-18T09:25:11.092-04:00Swooning. I have a similar backstory.
So much lov...Swooning. I have a similar backstory.<br /><br />So much love for this:<br /><br />"Guess which side I take after? Aw, Daddy, you're always the one."<br /><br />Also the ending. :)✿https://www.blogger.com/profile/01044032159371976375noreply@blogger.com