tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post6870440900789061595..comments2023-09-29T15:38:34.435+05:30Comments on rooted: perceptiongautami tripathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04192356825699543613noreply@blogger.comBlogger33125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-21658368585884972532010-11-10T22:00:08.414+05:302010-11-10T22:00:08.414+05:30I think I might call it 'Motherlove'...I think I might call it 'Motherlove'...Jinksyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01686101468214361004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-24477921104199777602010-11-01T02:34:38.662+05:302010-11-01T02:34:38.662+05:30I really like the title. Or un-perceptions...Mis...I really like the title. Or un-perceptions...Miss Perceptions...<br /><br />I think it's great as it is...<br /><br />And I think this poem is an amazing TREAT to read on a BOO-tiful Halloween afternoon.<br /><br />At first I thought you were going a different direction so the whole read was a surprise.<br /><br />You are an amazing writer.<br /><br />Wow.Jennyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12462124067637610359noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-48136584237674673732010-10-31T01:03:29.403+05:302010-10-31T01:03:29.403+05:30What a lovely take on the prompt. Well done!What a lovely take on the prompt. Well done!Tgoettehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06850303812765307075noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-77706032183039399322010-10-31T00:02:01.918+05:302010-10-31T00:02:01.918+05:30Simply beautiful and so true, every word. There ar...Simply beautiful and so true, every word. There <b>are</b> dragons; there <b>are</b> unicorns; everything is mixture of the everyday chores and the fantastic, when you are with a child, as you have so perfectly described in your lovely poem.<br /><br />I am constantly reminded of how differently adults and children percieve time. The days creep along for a four year old, it is an Eternity until Christmas. (I remember thinking this myself when I was a child.) Whereas, for the adult, the weeks race by at lightning speed. "Oh no, it will be Christmas soon! What am I to do? I have nothing ready?!" <br /><br />My children are growing up too fast. It makes me very sad to see their childhood hurry along... (please remain a child a little longer...) And I am the one to wipe the spillt milk or what ever else that needs mending. I am sometimes overwhelmed by all the little repair-jobs that need to be done: holes in the toes of socks, broken toys, something needs to be sewn, pasted, tied or glued. The fact that I have the time to sit and write, to even put this down in words is only because the children are on an outing with their father. I cannot think very deeply when they are with me. Yes, I think, but I cannot record even a fraction of my thoughts when I am with them. They take almost all my energy and perception.<br />It is so intense.<br /><br />I love your poem. <br />Thank you for sharing it. <br />A title? Please let me think about it. I'll try to get back with you.<br /><br />Best wishes,<br />Anna<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://annasadornments.blogspot.com/2010/10/mrs-jenny-matlocks-saturday-centus-week_23.html" rel="nofollow">Anna's & Sara's SC-post Week 25</a>Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17926688000745346961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-11091787118152592742010-10-30T08:20:03.097+05:302010-10-30T08:20:03.097+05:30A sensory piece. Every word just perfect.A sensory piece. Every word just perfect.Cherylhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14843459906469325667noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-14055551125155957552010-10-27T21:24:46.096+05:302010-10-27T21:24:46.096+05:30I love this sweet piece and the way you subtely in...I love this sweet piece and the way you subtely incorporated the prompt. Well done.<br />xoRobynRawknrobyn.blogspot.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15997241410192066577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-23484894368061198652010-10-27T09:56:41.421+05:302010-10-27T09:56:41.421+05:30Love the imagery, the clumsy innocence... the chil...Love the imagery, the clumsy innocence... the childhood dreams or nightmares... let's go with dreams.<br /><br />Nice write.Reflectionshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09655163868990155242noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-79955145358207874682010-10-26T00:18:42.583+05:302010-10-26T00:18:42.583+05:30My Gosh this was awesome. the innocence and the ma...My Gosh this was awesome. the innocence and the magic only a child can see only someone who loves them can feel!Amanda Moorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11631827449933791507noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-81956528404910942862010-10-25T22:40:45.028+05:302010-10-25T22:40:45.028+05:30Second last stanza is AMAZING. Nice write. Love an...Second last stanza is AMAZING. Nice write. Love and Light, SenderAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-75166591747934512292010-10-25T20:46:03.644+05:302010-10-25T20:46:03.644+05:30loved this! especially:
she found clouds in the s...loved this! especially:<br /><br /><em>she found clouds in the spilt milk<br />dragons fought for her,<br />while unicorns held her hand</em><br /><br />how wonderful to be able to see the magic even through the tears...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-4224483998864444582010-10-25T16:28:45.467+05:302010-10-25T16:28:45.467+05:30nicely writtennicely writtenTinahttp://www.mummy-diaries.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-18226422868811175432010-10-25T16:20:18.169+05:302010-10-25T16:20:18.169+05:30Just wonderfully written, I loved this.Just wonderfully written, I loved this.Deborahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06231195313149947101noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-2947904779077089332010-10-25T13:41:21.815+05:302010-10-25T13:41:21.815+05:30Great use of language. A pleasure to read.Great use of language. A pleasure to read.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-91801464314792865982010-10-25T10:07:28.403+05:302010-10-25T10:07:28.403+05:30yes, yes... children are the cat's meow... i l...yes, yes... children are the cat's meow... i love to listen as they play pretend... it makes me feel safe in a chaotic world... snot, whadaya do when they wipe it off with yr shirt... ewwwwwhhhh thaz love... <a href="http://pieceofpie.wordpress.com/2010/10/24/dripping-gray/" rel="nofollow">dripping gray</a>ms piehttp://pieceofpie.wordpress.com/2010/10/24/dripping-gray/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-30686810038986453992010-10-25T06:38:08.950+05:302010-10-25T06:38:08.950+05:30Each day with a child is a lovely adventure, fille...Each day with a child is a lovely adventure, filled with dragons, unicorns, mucus and spilt milk.Kim Lehnhoffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02516002280882854450noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-92096935393975678192010-10-24T20:41:30.445+05:302010-10-24T20:41:30.445+05:30Gautami,
I love images in this poem.
PamelaGautami,<br />I love images in this poem.<br />Pamelaflauberthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18424439866515694972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-5653679277511662742010-10-24T18:53:03.392+05:302010-10-24T18:53:03.392+05:30What beautiful imagery. "Dragons fought for h...What beautiful imagery. "Dragons fought for her, while unicorns held her hand" - simply lovely. KatKathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12396548112800738809noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-5951445753902078492010-10-24T18:12:20.042+05:302010-10-24T18:12:20.042+05:30Beautiful imagery here. She's floating effort...Beautiful imagery here. She's floating effortlessly through her imagination.People Who Know Me Would Say:https://www.blogger.com/profile/04621641188403948733noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-38629990606180865622010-10-24T17:43:12.841+05:302010-10-24T17:43:12.841+05:30such a lovely and poetic approach to the prompt. V...such a lovely and poetic approach to the prompt. Very well done. I love imagery about clouds in milk and the protection of the dragons.Jennershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08044537551139633301noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-48447216425933408262010-10-24T09:54:28.827+05:302010-10-24T09:54:28.827+05:30No sense crying over spilt milk. Just a small dist...No sense crying over spilt milk. Just a small distraction in a childs day.~AmesAmeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15074479473400202674noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-35776112345358668922010-10-24T06:33:17.656+05:302010-10-24T06:33:17.656+05:30Such a sweet picture of the imagination of a child...Such a sweet picture of the imagination of a child.anahttp://theperfectionproject.wordpress.com/2010/10/23/moonlit-night/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-21001389708442191912010-10-24T03:17:46.104+05:302010-10-24T03:17:46.104+05:30A lovely post! I thoroughly enjoyed it!A lovely post! I thoroughly enjoyed it!Judiehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02778815502961000469noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-7902665617033886022010-10-24T02:21:14.396+05:302010-10-24T02:21:14.396+05:30I think the title fits it perfectly..I too read it...I think the title fits it perfectly..I too read it twice, to soak up all the sweetness, curdled milk and all.Kobyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08877555515059302696noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-49008732669524574712010-10-24T01:33:20.575+05:302010-10-24T01:33:20.575+05:30beautiful madness.beautiful madness.Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis Hallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01546696605935159862noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-57076560595459242222010-10-24T00:29:46.216+05:302010-10-24T00:29:46.216+05:30Your poem is filled with beautiful images. It is ...Your poem is filled with beautiful images. It is amazing where one can go in one's dreams.Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07366010389846904663noreply@blogger.com