tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post828220096785110010..comments2024-03-29T03:09:23.361-04:00Comments on Shay's Word Garden (Poetry & Such Like): 17Fireblossomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040525704916368792noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-23558150981037963852019-06-25T06:11:18.855-04:002019-06-25T06:11:18.855-04:00One Big Try!One Big Try!Marianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04030161532713347225noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-73759305446416082742019-06-08T15:52:19.426-04:002019-06-08T15:52:19.426-04:00She understands true freedom in ways they never wi...She understands true freedom in ways they never will. Love the thoughts and images in this Shay! Perfect Steve song to accompany it! Carrie Van Hornhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11715648073882529202noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-8573063585918536922019-06-08T14:32:31.121-04:002019-06-08T14:32:31.121-04:00Sounds to me Shay like you got the problem figured...Sounds to me Shay like you got the problem figured out. You’d either be a successful woman astronaut or the first woman aquanaut if you happen to fly into the ocean’s stars. Either way, you wouldn’t “fall” for the same mistake your brother made. Great song choice with Stevie!robkistnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08166835029205143266noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-25860130949845374822019-06-08T03:28:05.970-04:002019-06-08T03:28:05.970-04:00the rhythm of this, and the voice. a great retelli...the rhythm of this, and the voice. a great retelling ~grapelinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14929030339206629628noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-552906502783063572019-06-07T20:08:17.592-04:002019-06-07T20:08:17.592-04:00The beginning of this was brilliant, and went righ...The beginning of this was brilliant, and went right on its own beautiful course.purplepeninportland.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07842681508730093858noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-1223243243396031572019-06-07T07:04:44.603-04:002019-06-07T07:04:44.603-04:00I read this last night on my phone, and coming bac...I read this last night on my phone, and coming back to it this afternoon, I am struck afresh by the kickass narrative voice. I love the way it ends - so self-affirming and freeing.<br />And this, of course, is just beautiful:<br />I can't tell stars from reflections on the water.<br />Is this my skin or my wings?Kerry O'Connorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00720862912375945249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-29841946130542427552019-06-07T00:04:53.613-04:002019-06-07T00:04:53.613-04:00This resonates - Her voice, her thoughts unconside...This resonates - Her voice, her thoughts unconsidered - so she screams inside her head and escapes into the sky, the night and glides, silently, the way wide open for her to dream ... and succeed. Margarethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00007201357693227614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-52949171809829064522019-06-06T19:45:18.016-04:002019-06-06T19:45:18.016-04:00Love the poem. I have tried hard not to squash an...Love the poem. I have tried hard not to squash anyone's dreams, regardless of gender. La la Mosk<br />Buddah Moskowitzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06839068145732552328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-59275567596607074572019-06-06T19:08:06.825-04:002019-06-06T19:08:06.825-04:00The noise of men... It squashes dreams, and puts a...The noise of men... It squashes dreams, and puts anvils on freedom. Love this poem!!!Susie Clevengerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09239990133754328967noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-46776168983079095292019-06-06T16:22:31.534-04:002019-06-06T16:22:31.534-04:00Queen of Wands(aka Fireblossom)
You had me at wa...Queen of Wands(aka Fireblossom) <br />You had me at wax wings and clay ears! I love the fourth stanza where you soaring above it all:<br />"Up here, I can't tell star from reflections on the water. Is this my skin or my wings?" <br />It is your starlight shining your way towards freedom~ I love the light and shadows and how you made me feel like I am in motion with the highs and lows in life's canvas of stars~ WE still have to fight for our right to soar! Bravo, Queen, I love it~Ellahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01987164899521808331noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-24394150463523642962019-06-06T14:21:52.007-04:002019-06-06T14:21:52.007-04:00Oh my goodness, how I love this! "First he is...Oh my goodness, how I love this! "First he is a feather, then he is a stone".....and then she takes her wild ride out into the night........Queen of the One Big Try. Fantastic!Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-46824519326432026962019-06-06T13:36:01.298-04:002019-06-06T13:36:01.298-04:00Love it!!Love it!!Linda Lee Lyberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03669367010600000396noreply@blogger.com