tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377565675486592482.post5703299631908536932..comments2023-04-05T05:36:05.156-07:00Comments on Orchards Windows Roses: ReleaseJoanne Young Elliotthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14431836725661024756noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377565675486592482.post-65431017962051915912011-11-09T12:18:06.281-08:002011-11-09T12:18:06.281-08:00O. My.G_d, Joanne, this reeled me across the dance...O. My.G_d, Joanne, this reeled me across the dance floor before I ever knew I was on my feet and being pulled into the music of your words.<br /><br />The chair she never sat on...<br /><br />The beads splattering into stars...<br /><br />To say this is great would pale the moon.<br /><br />I think YOUR sidebar button will be the 2nd next one to appear on my site!<br /><br />xoJannie Funsterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11595786402510366043noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377565675486592482.post-90444592559597522202011-11-04T08:17:24.423-07:002011-11-04T08:17:24.423-07:00dramatic write.
well done.
:)dramatic write.<br />well done.<br /><br />:)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377565675486592482.post-45034531505714239322011-11-03T19:04:48.191-07:002011-11-03T19:04:48.191-07:00Dear Joanne
Its lovely, emotional and perfect ima...Dear Joanne<br /><br />Its lovely, emotional and perfect imagery.... <br />loved your lines...<br /><br />'They don’t rise to taunt me<br />but splatter into stars.'<br /><br />So emotional. Thanks for sharing...<br /><br />Shashi<br />ॐ नमः शिवाय <br />Om Namah Shivaya<br />http://shadowdancingwithmind.blogspot.com/2011/11/whispers-fire-faayar-faayaar-dedicated.html<br />At Twitter @VerseEveryDayShashidhar Sharmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10752054354309206121noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377565675486592482.post-64969458978766358752011-11-03T05:34:27.147-07:002011-11-03T05:34:27.147-07:00Joanne, what a beautiful picture in your words. Re...Joanne, what a beautiful picture in your words. Rebounding... on the floor... your neck... if you lived it... I want to give you a hug.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377565675486592482.post-78629512633547566332011-11-03T05:03:42.809-07:002011-11-03T05:03:42.809-07:00Wow! Brilliant imagery here. I could visualise the...Wow! Brilliant imagery here. I could visualise the event and was deeply moved by your evocative conclusion. Great write.James Rainsfordhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12981399551842327691noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377565675486592482.post-13712971878596194452011-11-02T19:23:31.018-07:002011-11-02T19:23:31.018-07:00Strangely when I read the first stanza I thought &...Strangely when I read the first stanza I thought 'beads of sweat' and wondered why they would bounce - quickly corrected my course in the second stanza only to find, and be arrested by, those great star tears in the third.Mark Kerstetterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13307987573435067415noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377565675486592482.post-84966547966464300552011-11-02T18:44:55.305-07:002011-11-02T18:44:55.305-07:00The imagery is beautifully orchestrated in this, t...The imagery is beautifully orchestrated in this, the end line of the "tears splashing into stars" is really quite breathtaking. Lovely write ~ RoseAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09988016086874324471noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377565675486592482.post-63813290311726524372011-11-02T16:14:55.974-07:002011-11-02T16:14:55.974-07:00like the subtle but powerful lines.. lovely share ...like the subtle but powerful lines.. lovely share ~Scarlethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03330793338813508704noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377565675486592482.post-63307515242426561512011-11-02T08:38:17.665-07:002011-11-02T08:38:17.665-07:00Wow, this one hits with great force - in tragic bu...Wow, this one hits with great force - in tragic burst of ghosts and tears; the few images most hauntingly rendered. Marvelous.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377565675486592482.post-21308896094910413312011-11-02T01:33:40.831-07:002011-11-02T01:33:40.831-07:00the blessed transformation of soul-felt weeping......the blessed transformation of soul-felt weeping...robkistnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08166835029205143266noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377565675486592482.post-86855760695989545552011-11-01T21:18:59.608-07:002011-11-01T21:18:59.608-07:00Very nice transformation of images surrounding tea...Very nice transformation of images surrounding tears and sadness in this one. Enjoyed it. <br /><br />-Ravenblack<br />http://theotherdayplace.blogspot.comRavenblackhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07408808375869234480noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377565675486592482.post-89252042102648589642011-11-01T18:09:27.759-07:002011-11-01T18:09:27.759-07:00Sometimes less is more, here overwhelmingly so. Be...Sometimes less is more, here overwhelmingly so. Beautiful, moving writing.hedgewitchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13090696134322515899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377565675486592482.post-88738799717058260112011-11-01T14:55:17.512-07:002011-11-01T14:55:17.512-07:00The first two stanzas brought so strong a sense of...The first two stanzas brought so strong a sense of multiple small regrets, each with a life of their own, in the narrator's relation with her mother. Nicely done.Kathy B.https://www.blogger.com/profile/09475101089455608729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377565675486592482.post-88739750286667003142011-11-01T14:25:50.753-07:002011-11-01T14:25:50.753-07:00I love the image of the chair that she never sat i...I love the image of the chair that she never sat in...sad....ayalahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13243362803799877014noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377565675486592482.post-25298274399600145382011-11-01T11:57:46.691-07:002011-11-01T11:57:46.691-07:00the chair where my mother never sat..love the tran...the chair where my mother never sat..love the transition in your verse..like bri - beads to tears to stars..like a chain reaction in slow motion..Claudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03011763027311966186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377565675486592482.post-21060609075534699422011-11-01T11:51:10.324-07:002011-11-01T11:51:10.324-07:00dang...excellent imagery...the contrast in the bea...dang...excellent imagery...the contrast in the beads to the tears...and the tears bursting like stars...love it....Brian Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00722940075884718007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-377565675486592482.post-16253513996896348962011-11-01T11:50:45.791-07:002011-11-01T11:50:45.791-07:00every stanza is awesome.. nice poem & imagery!...every stanza is awesome.. nice poem & imagery!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03359959975341890512noreply@blogger.com