tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post4100007558321264820..comments2024-03-28T17:44:41.989-04:00Comments on Shay's Word Garden (Poetry & Such Like): Wounded DeerFireblossomhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07040525704916368792noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-69572402028904497302019-08-10T13:48:14.697-04:002019-08-10T13:48:14.697-04:00“The wounbeb deer runs fastest after all” I really...“The wounbeb deer runs fastest after all” I really like the grit, courage, and defiance that i rich in this piece Shay!robkistnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08166835029205143266noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-45334273766582322642019-08-08T18:42:58.390-04:002019-08-08T18:42:58.390-04:00Of course it does. Your metaphor is both tender a...Of course it does. Your metaphor is both tender and fierce. Just the right mix of Fireblossom. - JenJennifer Wagnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04344877737695801883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-51741048079216200892019-08-06T20:05:46.017-04:002019-08-06T20:05:46.017-04:00That last line was perfect for this poem, Shay.That last line was perfect for this poem, Shay.purplepeninportland.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07842681508730093858noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-24705137990654656642019-08-06T03:22:49.232-04:002019-08-06T03:22:49.232-04:00most especially the final verse ~most especially the final verse ~grapelinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14929030339206629628noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-56161509317320433992019-08-05T12:18:47.713-04:002019-08-05T12:18:47.713-04:00This is just superb, Shay. The modulation of tone ...This is just superb, Shay. The modulation of tone carries such significance from stanza to stanza. Thank you for participating!Kerry O'Connorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00720862912375945249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-54498541008040369312019-08-05T09:41:41.386-04:002019-08-05T09:41:41.386-04:00You make an excellent case here for the idea that ...You make an excellent case here for the idea that what lives inside our skulls is as alive as we are, whatever its state of mortality. I am sick of the dead, myself, of their looming grins and their stolen teeth--a chilling, dark and brilliant piece, every word a diamond.hedgewitchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13090696134322515899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-15719893047725773132019-08-05T09:39:22.208-04:002019-08-05T09:39:22.208-04:00Every moment spent forgetting has brought peace, b...Every moment spent forgetting has brought peace, but we end up running anyway. I love this, Shay.Marianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04030161532713347225noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-16638034539537579962019-08-05T05:43:12.021-04:002019-08-05T05:43:12.021-04:00We think the dead are the friend of wounded things...We think the dead are the friend of wounded things, but no one has such kinder purchase or ear. They are the friend of the wound. Brendanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03983584155125369291noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-14734290163264011462019-08-04T23:04:33.454-04:002019-08-04T23:04:33.454-04:00Shay--That last line--chillingly brilliant.Shay--That last line--chillingly brilliant.Sioux Roslawskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17924021828536277618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3107838361391025851.post-77243631652923833382019-08-04T22:39:54.132-04:002019-08-04T22:39:54.132-04:00I love "every moment of forgetting has been a...I love "every moment of forgetting has been a revelation of peace" and the wounded deer running fastest of all. Wonderful!Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.com