tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post7197720012072902343..comments2024-03-28T05:01:36.531-04:00Comments on Shay's Word Garden (Poetry & Such Like): Death In Early SpringFireblossomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040525704916368792noreply@blogger.comBlogger18125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-6365365115146525612014-03-26T18:14:45.109-04:002014-03-26T18:14:45.109-04:00*****I will find myself the one called,
by a voice...*****I will find myself the one called,<br />by a voice so beloved and remembered<br />that it will astonish me--<br />so much, that I may hardly notice<br />that I have left,<br />and the world goes on.****<br /><br /><br />Stunning, as usual. Xmyinnerchick.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07523772091083412278noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-36551896844854403312014-03-26T12:48:46.382-04:002014-03-26T12:48:46.382-04:00Bittersweet, but that last verse just touches the ...Bittersweet, but that last verse just touches the soul, reminding of a new world and the love that begins again:~)<br /><br />Beautiful words dancing together with that lovely image!<br /><br />Sarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15995684156785464334noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-41403746814173069992014-03-25T21:40:35.254-04:002014-03-25T21:40:35.254-04:00I love Emmy Lou Harris. The first time I watched h...I love Emmy Lou Harris. The first time I watched her sing live was in 1999, in Savannah, Georgia. She was wonderful live.An Apel a Dayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05409392467947270395noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-12588070814544733652014-03-25T05:57:42.902-04:002014-03-25T05:57:42.902-04:00What I most deeply appreciate in this fine poem is...What I most deeply appreciate in this fine poem is the last verse. It reminds me of something I realized long ago and want to keep knowing. Astonishment is good at such a moment.Grandmother Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18169464484379536529noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-49800936716829078522014-03-24T17:39:58.231-04:002014-03-24T17:39:58.231-04:00"Before I go
Into...The Big Sleep
I want to h..."Before I go<br />Into...The Big Sleep<br />I want to hear<br />I want to hear<br />The Scream<br />Of the Butterfly!"<br />(Jim Morrison)G-Manhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14968807697181554781noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-60370521485669598842014-03-24T17:11:23.390-04:002014-03-24T17:11:23.390-04:00Where did my comment go, mhm... Ok well, I feel th...Where did my comment go, mhm... Ok well, I feel the deep longing in this, for connection outside of ourselves, is it really there, or is it a figment of our imagination lil Gemini xxx Kelly https://www.blogger.com/profile/16136234174682473917noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-32296844126806379482014-03-24T14:53:39.425-04:002014-03-24T14:53:39.425-04:00This poem and image match perfectly...delicate.This poem and image match perfectly...delicate.Jennifer Wagnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04344877737695801883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-54499730494073968622014-03-24T14:15:58.572-04:002014-03-24T14:15:58.572-04:00This gave me chills, Shay.This gave me chills, Shay.Maude Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03669688074743095866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-51105932218702447682014-03-24T14:01:20.902-04:002014-03-24T14:01:20.902-04:00Perfect song for this sad looking back/looking for...Perfect song for this sad looking back/looking forward that is not without its moments of victory and peace, and of course, the wrenching knowledge that some things just can never be. But I think the essence of that something around the corner always seems to evaporate if you actually run it down, and it then turns into something else, an unrecognizable, bitter--or worse, tasteless--residue of what it was in your heart's fancy, so this way may be the best way, after all. Beautiful writing, Shay.hedgewitchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13090696134322515899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-9576604489758770062014-03-24T12:33:58.239-04:002014-03-24T12:33:58.239-04:00Longing and loss and love - all woven together wit...Longing and loss and love - all woven together with great care and craft. Loved this.Buddah Moskowitzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06839068145732552328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-6092910538335661302014-03-24T12:17:50.350-04:002014-03-24T12:17:50.350-04:00Monday morning and I am in tears .. tears motivate...Monday morning and I am in tears .. tears motivated by the sheer beauty of this poem.Helenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16619199535376925989noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-3420254918327363992014-03-24T11:44:34.813-04:002014-03-24T11:44:34.813-04:00You have spoken the words in my heart, too, Shay -...You have spoken the words in my heart, too, Shay - the love that wont come, the unfulfilled dreams....but that we live bravely even so.........one of my favorites of yours. We have some years left (hopefully) to continue bravely on, fellow traveler. Your words speak straight to my heart. Beautifully done.Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-83040377376500046912014-03-24T09:21:21.039-04:002014-03-24T09:21:21.039-04:00Well, this one has me tearing up over here on the ...Well, this one has me tearing up over here on the other side of the world... What a bow to Death and all her handmaidens.Kerry O'Connorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00720862912375945249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-42439445596324460832014-03-24T07:10:58.678-04:002014-03-24T07:10:58.678-04:00A hymn for homeless ghosts indeed. There's an ...A hymn for homeless ghosts indeed. There's an old Irish tale that once a person has felt yearning's wave crash through them, they can never quite feel home again. We live in the betweens for better and worse. Such a gentle, affirming, bittersweet poem.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-13343562639692813012014-03-24T04:44:25.789-04:002014-03-24T04:44:25.789-04:00ah, to live. too many zombie about unaware of livi...ah, to live. too many zombie about unaware of living. Marcoantonio Arellano (Nene)https://www.blogger.com/profile/10713672589582754484noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-22518075195601369122014-03-23T22:33:03.786-04:002014-03-23T22:33:03.786-04:00The haunting quality of Emmylou's voice matche...The haunting quality of Emmylou's voice matches perfectly with the haunting images in your poem, Shay.Sioux Roslawskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17924021828536277618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-32881385069584717382014-03-23T21:31:54.862-04:002014-03-23T21:31:54.862-04:00I have a reoccurring hope that there's somethi...I have a reoccurring hope that there's something to this reincarnation belief. It seems a shame that we're here for such a short time. Would be great to come back for a second round to see how things are shaping up. HermanTurniphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15448138758753193112noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-87941464478143106252014-03-23T21:18:52.781-04:002014-03-23T21:18:52.781-04:00this was beautiful. we can only hope to die this w...this was beautiful. we can only hope to die this way.TexWisGirlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13641962051044162710noreply@blogger.com