tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.comments2012-05-28T06:30:02.401+05:30gautami tripathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04192356825699543613noreply@blogger.comBlogger28374125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-28077529243242300342012-05-28T06:30:02.401+05:302012-05-28T06:30:02.401+05:30Thanks Jim! I fixed it. I must have been in too much of a hurry and posted it without proofreading!!gautami tripathyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04192356825699543613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-49592321654397685902012-05-28T06:26:22.534+05:302012-05-28T06:26:22.534+05:30Tea and honey, a nice soothing start. Golden heel in the chest, not really very soothing ending.<br />I loved the in-between. Nice write, Tami.<br />..<br />The line, <i>but I like watch the dregs in my tea cup</i>, needs a small fix. Like &#39;to watch&#39; or &#39;watching&#39; or different depending on how you meant it to be.<br />..Jimhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02982249173214655060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-19109804186785544472012-05-28T06:06:41.538+05:302012-05-28T06:06:41.538+05:30wow! I was quite amazed that you were able to work the prompt into your piece ... it was fabulous!Johttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03270665398498790951noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-59173958856981363662012-05-28T05:46:52.767+05:302012-05-28T05:46:52.767+05:30I suppose we get the life we draw to us, either good, or bad. It does seem as if someone living in a house that big, all alone, would not be at all happy. I know I wouldn&#39;t. <br />great use of the words and, I too loved how you made us of hiding in the barnacles. Very original.Daydreamertoohttp://daydreamertoo.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-62047587775471344992012-05-28T04:11:03.618+05:302012-05-28T04:11:03.618+05:30sweetness ruled over the sour taste<br />that sour taste left from the remnants of past<br />....am very moved by these lines!Bookiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12043111213031211794noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-61223595591678220612012-05-28T02:37:55.866+05:302012-05-28T02:37:55.866+05:30Hiding in the barnacles - strong image of using sharp and brittle things to protect ourselves. Something too many of us do, I suspect.<br /><br />Well wordled.Traci Bhttp://poemflow.wordpress.com/2012/05/27/hurt-and-healing/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-91925013278299706502012-05-28T01:32:00.513+05:302012-05-28T01:32:00.513+05:30Excellent use of the words. Your opening is strong. I also like hiding in the barnacles...it&#39;s an interesting image.brenda whttp://undercaws.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-56352802350203650602012-05-28T01:23:59.809+05:302012-05-28T01:23:59.809+05:30Your imagery is awesome!Granny Smithhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18214748856516412924noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-63163289529448525342012-05-27T23:47:23.652+05:302012-05-27T23:47:23.652+05:30I love the wayyou worked the golden heels into your lovely piece!!Judiehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02778815502961000469noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-25306054782701479812012-05-27T23:46:28.273+05:302012-05-27T23:46:28.273+05:30Amazing! Your wording is beautiful. I love how everyone sees the pic so differently!<br /><br />Crazy,poetic life ~ DanaCrazy, poetic life ~Danahttp://dana-mycrazylife.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-2264285885289058162012-05-27T22:54:28.340+05:302012-05-27T22:54:28.340+05:30Golden heels will take you off to many good places..I love the rich imagery..the dreaminess of tea drunk and settling..slightly unreal..like a love lost..Jaejaerosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11509244123008832611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-44939247139994188102012-05-27T09:15:42.437+05:302012-05-27T09:15:42.437+05:30Jagged time === a beautiful phrase and lovely poem. k.manicddailyhttp://manicddaily.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-18487013664722310542012-05-27T04:06:44.650+05:302012-05-27T04:06:44.650+05:30rhyming away you are - beautifully! :)Hannah Denskihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09894458424175347031noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-74781931200004847252012-05-26T06:48:06.482+05:302012-05-26T06:48:06.482+05:30A beautiful verse! It works like a transformation of the weather in its various forms!<br /><br />Hankkaykualahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03240206222973305395noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-83991631753084224712012-05-26T04:29:37.520+05:302012-05-26T04:29:37.520+05:30angels of sorrow ! ? ! ?<br /><br />This felt like a haunting song to me...I can imagine the hammered dulcimer and the flute and one of those ethereal celtic voices weaving through your beautifully strung together words.<br /><br />Absolutely gorgeous writing.Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12462124067637610359noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-51084660943585518572012-05-26T02:36:39.120+05:302012-05-26T02:36:39.120+05:30I enjoy the images and how you weave color into the unfolding of the poem. Just beautiful.Victoriahttp://liv2write2day.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-18155710317792609912012-05-25T22:06:14.604+05:302012-05-25T22:06:14.604+05:30Excellent write. Love the adjectives, very cool. Great read. ThanksFred Rutherfordhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05885047796180529498noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-12380700410621301712012-05-25T22:05:19.356+05:302012-05-25T22:05:19.356+05:30This is my first visit to your site...am so happy you visited mine...thank you...<br />This is lovely...like others, I am drawn to the first two lines and the last stanza...but the entire poem is wonderful.<br />Peace,<br />Siggi in Downeast MaineSiggi in Downeast Mainehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12977578917775406831noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-34064734234195647442012-05-24T23:54:34.299+05:302012-05-24T23:54:34.299+05:30Great work.<br /><br />Anna :o]hyperCRYPTICalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11967085628384237933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-12411381993624665662012-05-24T22:27:13.366+05:302012-05-24T22:27:13.366+05:30I like the notion of massive crocuses...considering they are so small...nice...Tess Kincaidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04889725786678984293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-24027122616565227042012-05-23T20:09:59.691+05:302012-05-23T20:09:59.691+05:30This is beautifully filled with melancholy thoughts of passing time. Your imagery is wonderful.Myrna R.http://www.blogger.com/profile/15088915165678737118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-77978375894366243452012-05-23T08:47:34.591+05:302012-05-23T08:47:34.591+05:30nice...i like that last stanza...Brian Millerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00722940075884718007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-42088601601307956842012-05-23T00:41:55.214+05:302012-05-23T00:41:55.214+05:30Lovely write.<br /><br />&quot;the massive crocusses sway<br />akin to the hips of a buxom dancer in a bar<br />a flower child of bygone era <br />now rotting in secret of her mind clatter&quot; These lines blew me away.Nara Malonehttp://naramalone.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-86505127817900229142012-05-22T14:31:32.425+05:302012-05-22T14:31:32.425+05:30dry tears... what a heavy burden. <br />the fullness in these lines is easily felt.shawnacyhttp://shawnacykiker.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13825130.post-59864424037505441922012-05-22T09:04:04.255+05:302012-05-22T09:04:04.255+05:30A very heartfelt composition.Semaphorehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16945917520773585129noreply@blogger.com