..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons..
        "Desiderata"

Karilea,

Thanks for your time. Glad you got your Spring Poetry Reading Series, Wahoo!, I hope his picture is in it. Perhaps, then, this poem might have a little more meaning to you.


Pat

..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons..
        "Desiderata"

Sperari,

Thank you. Spring always reminds me of loss and rebirth through nature.
And when I inhale, I do feel his presence, as odd as it might seem.
Hugs, Pat

..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons..
        "Desiderata"

Michele,

Yes, the connectedness. That word captures so much. Glad you used it, for it seems exact. Thank you for reading and taking the time to reply.

Hugs, Pat

..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons..
        "Desiderata"

Nancy,

Thank you for reading and responding.
You do so, perhaps more than you realize.

I had hoped the "wretched tears, last rites, and dearly departed" might have been a clue as to more than winter passing into spring.

I appreciate your sensitivity and glad you like my writing.


Hugs, Pat

..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons..
        "Desiderata"

Kaile,

How would that make you insensitive?

"If [wretched wrinkled] tear's,
freeze-dried melt
run furrows in sorrows face,
trenched pure, full of grace"

does not work for you, at least it is an honest read, and I admire you mentioning "wretched wrinkled" is a mouthful for you.

You, as others, have a  choice not to respond at all, if they choose not to bother to read the poem, or don't like it, or whatever, why then reply?  I appreciate critiquing as per box.

Thank you for taking the time to reply to the poem I wrote. And your comment about the words. It is honest and something I can consider and perhaps change.

Again, thank you for taking the time to mention what you did. I believe it to be ~genuinely~  sincere.

  Happy day! I am having one...  


Love and Hugs, Pat  

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"Scattered seeds,
   broadcast breezes of my loss.
Awaken, my dearly departed.

For, you are in all
     greenery sprouted,
and, the essence of
   every bud, bloomed."



(big hugggssssssss) Oh Patricia, this is so very heartaching, sweet friend, I too identify love as this mutual understanding and since it has vanished from my heart, I too feel this Albert Circle swallowing the gardens! (sad sigh) I send hugs of hope your way that spring will again blossom and last on and on, God Bless You, we all love you so much! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Patricia, thank you for sharing!



May love and light always shine upon you!

Love,
Noah Eaton

"Underneath your clothes there's an endless story..."

Shakira

Anyone can write, But only poets can capture the heart.

Pat, I love the changing of the seasons and I especially love Spring. I feel like I'm waking up from a long winter's nap and I'm ready to stretch and reach for the sun.

I planted some more seeds today and just holding and smelling the dirt, was pure ecstasy.  

Wonderful piece, hugs ... Marti

Few are those who see with their own eyes and feel with their own hearts.

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Marti,

Many -we are near spring- poems on-line I noticed. After coming through your devastating illness and harsh N.E. winter, I am sure you are ready for spring. Glad you were able to plant seeds. Our seasons out here are not nearly as dramatic as back east, but I do remember them from childhood.

Karilea,

I am new enough -here- and to poetry writing on a daily basis and to having a computer,(I was the last person I know who didn't have one), that it is still such a treat (like a miracle to me, as corny as it might be to some of you,) to have all three in my life, (all three happened at once) I actually do read the  poetry and think about it and respond to -it- and assume others do, too.

The poems I don't like or don't want to hurt the poet's feelings, especially a newcomer, I don't respond to.

Probably why my reply count is so low, for it is time consuming. I forget this is much more than a poetry reading and writing group.

To quote you: "I'll make a mental note to give ~your~ poetry a bit more time, to catch all the nuances".  Yes, like mine is somehow different than anyone else's ?  Please! All I can ask is "Well...why would you be reading ~any~  poetry and ~replying~ if not for that very reason?"

I'm still thrilled to find a group of poets who share their poetry writing...maybe the novelty will wear off in time.

I wouldn't even mind if you critiqued my poetry, but, I minded when I was very new here, still scared to post, and not even felt welcomed, or comfortable, before, with the 2 or 3rd poem I posted, you wanted a re-write.

I already have a thorn in my side Karilea, I don't need another one.
Spare yourself 20 seconds, and don't read my poetry. That will be a blessing to both of us.

SmartChick and Martie,

Thanks for taking the time to respond.
Kaile,

You didn't make me feel bad, you made me feel good to even mention those two words might be a problem. A readers reaction, without any other motive behind it, is a good thing! I appreciate your response.

I get a line in my head and though it might be good, might not fit in well; one of my weaknesses in poetry writing, I discovered with the writing of my last poem.

This poem came about when I stepped out my back door,(very early morning), slipped on my ruined sandals, still mud-caked, now, officially my "garden sandals" (we have red mud here, that doesn't wash off!) and got an old pine needle stuck in my big toe...that, plus the blossoming trees, and iris....and green vines loaded with lavender flowers at base of fence started this poem. With spring, comes memories...good ones, now....

I must start taking the time to wait and review my poetry before posting to see what improvements I can make..because honestly, I tripped over those words and the beginning lines...and, didn't bother to work on them to change the overall poem for the better.

I appreciate your comments and always have.

Hugs to all of you, even my bratty like little sister, Karilea,  Pat


  


  

..without surrender, be on good terms with all persons..
        "Desiderata"

Nan (Pilgrim variety)

Pat, sorry I haven't replied to this before now. I wasn't on-line until late and not on-line much yesterday, either. Our weather around here was really bad thunderstorms, with a lot of lightning and some hail, so I unplugged my computer. Didn't want to take a chance of it going out because of the lightning.

I loved your poem, as always. You put very much meaning into your poetry and that is very good.  I always enjoy reading it.

Heart Hugs,
Ethel  

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