I am posting this link for no other reason than this song made me feel good today- It is happily optimistic and I’ve be teetering on pessimism a lot...
“It is time.” Bilal said quietly but his sister shook her head not wanting to believe him. “You can not ignore it Sireal, I am telling you we have to...
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Losing our parents is the
Posted on Fri, 18 Oct 2019
Losing our parents is the hardest part of life. I know there will always be an empty space where they should be - I lost both of my parents in 2005, two months apart, and I still feel that loss today and I suspect I always will. This is a very...
Sorry Hudson but I am a Yankee Fan however, it happens that our youngest son is a Met Fan - we still don't know how it happened... everyone around him : Grandparents, cousins, other siblings are all yankee fans...so our youngest must have looked...
You really need to chapter these and make a book – I know so many who’d feel connected to these stories, as I do - for once again, you are writing part of my diary...just like Keansbury, NJ- I too have been to the Elmwood Theatre, and it holds a...
I could feel the forest around me and it was a peaceful walk along with you. I too love deers though there are none where I live now and I wish we did not hunt these and other animals as we do, though I understand in times of old it was necessary...
Adorable, the tempo and beat of this sounded like a nursery rhyme. I loved it and could see it with illustrations on a page in a children's book of poems.
Life and all of its misery, responsibilities, angst and anger fill your intelligent musings candidly and I can commiserate with your need for a writer’s outlet to release all these feelings tumbling over each other and needing to get out.
I love a rainy day when all things are renewed with the drenching. Your poetic descriptions accurately painted a grey, yet still colorful, walk in the rain and I enjoyed walking it with you. I felt the sadness in your words at the memory of lost...
Away from city lights, on a dark night, gazing up at the velvet, endless sky, it gives a new persepctive. We are so small, so inconsequential in the scheme of this expansive universe. It humbles and makes me aware of the fragile workings of our...
Beautifully written, perfect descriptions of a rainy day, wind blowing and rain pouring down while you view it cozily from inside and playing a game of scrabble. ( I love scrabble) . It all sounds so inviting... and as you'd wished...I hope the...
Your descriptions made me feel the changes of seasons, the arid air and the cooler rush of spring moving this ever flowing river along - and the quest to be strong, like the river. I felt several different meanings in the words and to each reader...
Losing our parents is the
Posted on Fri, 18 Oct 2019
Losing our parents is the hardest part of life. I know there will always be an empty space where they should be - I lost both of my parents in 2005, two months apart, and I still feel that loss today and I suspect I always will. This is a very...
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Sorry Hudson but I am a
Posted on Thu, 17 Oct 2019
Sorry Hudson but I am a Yankee Fan however, it happens that our youngest son is a Met Fan - we still don't know how it happened... everyone around him : Grandparents, cousins, other siblings are all yankee fans...so our youngest must have looked...
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You really need to chapter
Posted on Mon, 14 Oct 2019
You really need to chapter these and make a book – I know so many who’d feel connected to these stories, as I do - for once again, you are writing part of my diary...just like Keansbury, NJ- I too have been to the Elmwood Theatre, and it holds a...
Read full commentPosted in Graduation Day
I could feel the forest
Posted on Sun, 13 Oct 2019
I could feel the forest around me and it was a peaceful walk along with you. I too love deers though there are none where I live now and I wish we did not hunt these and other animals as we do, though I understand in times of old it was necessary...
Read full commentPosted in Nature's Ambiance
Adorable, the tempo and beat
Posted on Sat, 05 Oct 2019
Adorable, the tempo and beat of this sounded like a nursery rhyme. I loved it and could see it with illustrations on a page in a children's book of poems.
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Life and all of its misery,
Posted on Fri, 04 Oct 2019
Life and all of its misery, responsibilities, angst and anger fill your intelligent musings candidly and I can commiserate with your need for a writer’s outlet to release all these feelings tumbling over each other and needing to get out.
...
Read full commentPosted in Never trust a writer
I love a rainy day when all
Posted on Sun, 22 Sep 2019
I love a rainy day when all things are renewed with the drenching. Your poetic descriptions accurately painted a grey, yet still colorful, walk in the rain and I enjoyed walking it with you. I felt the sadness in your words at the memory of lost...
Read full commentPosted in Cocktail Of Clouds And Rain
Away from city lights, on a
Posted on Tue, 03 Sep 2019
Away from city lights, on a dark night, gazing up at the velvet, endless sky, it gives a new persepctive. We are so small, so inconsequential in the scheme of this expansive universe. It humbles and makes me aware of the fragile workings of our...
Read full commentPosted in Looking up
Beautifully written, perfect
Posted on Sun, 11 Aug 2019
Beautifully written, perfect descriptions of a rainy day, wind blowing and rain pouring down while you view it cozily from inside and playing a game of scrabble. ( I love scrabble) . It all sounds so inviting... and as you'd wished...I hope the...
Read full commentPosted in Periods Of Joy
Your descriptions made me
Posted on Wed, 14 Aug 2019
Your descriptions made me feel the changes of seasons, the arid air and the cooler rush of spring moving this ever flowing river along - and the quest to be strong, like the river. I felt several different meanings in the words and to each reader...
Read full commentPosted in prairie river flowing
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