tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356162479428337180.post3747470455482888468..comments2023-08-29T06:28:14.152-05:00Comments on Dragonfly's Poetry & Prolixity: Photograph by Andrea GibsonMarionhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14786883679294446945noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356162479428337180.post-76610943935997056232010-02-09T17:48:25.332-06:002010-02-09T17:48:25.332-06:00you couldn't have said it better! excellent r...you couldn't have said it better! excellent recommendation! thanksKayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17353317664100788614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356162479428337180.post-47424140803310248922010-02-09T15:07:30.721-06:002010-02-09T15:07:30.721-06:00This one was sad, Marion....but I still like it.
...This one was sad, Marion....but I still like it.<br /><br />The sun is shining today, but it's still cold and more rain is coming. *sigh*Kellyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00859017153454691633noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356162479428337180.post-44453833562255174222010-02-09T11:28:11.283-06:002010-02-09T11:28:11.283-06:00Oh, Annie! My heart used to believe in an eternal...Oh, Annie! My heart used to believe in an eternal springtime, but now it's more like an eternal winter. Maybe we'll both be better when the new leaves appear and the dirt is laughing out loud with newborn flowers and baby tomatoes.... Love & blessings, my dear friend...Marionhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14786883679294446945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4356162479428337180.post-21094509024952004802010-02-09T10:42:18.581-06:002010-02-09T10:42:18.581-06:00Wow! You really had me at Pole Dancing to Gospel H...Wow! You really had me at Pole Dancing to Gospel Hymns. I thought I would probably see a picture of myself in that book. This is why it is such a joy to read a new poet or author....they describe things through such a new vision. Leaves fall as if they are in love with the ground while the trees stand naked and lonely. Who would have thought? But now I will mourn the trees every fall and wonder how the leaves could be so heartless.Wine and Wordshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06778785233226804217noreply@blogger.com