tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post2446784647377195630..comments2024-03-04T15:47:04.422-07:00Comments on Somethings I Think About-Annell: IS IT ALL SOMETHING IN BETWEEN/ Poets United Midweek Motif --Beginningsannell4http://www.blogger.com/profile/07629830133868270690noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-22932786298540136782018-04-05T03:23:54.579-06:002018-04-05T03:23:54.579-06:00I think in some instances there are what appear to...I think in some instances there are what appear to be beginnings and endings, but (thinking more) maybe they are added links to an already existing chain, an extension of the in between…<br />Maybe all is another path taken, a diversion, a point we claim as ours, yet a continuation of what went before…<br />Lots to think about here Annell!<br />Anna :o]<br />hyperCRYPTICalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11967085628384237933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-42448075778607539172018-04-04T22:29:23.623-06:002018-04-04T22:29:23.623-06:00Your poem makes me think of the Vedanta philosophy...Your poem makes me think of the Vedanta philosophy that says that God / consciousness / universe has neither a beginning nor an end. A very much thought provoking poem Annelle.Sumana Royhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17333363799083094084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-85475305789942521902018-04-04T20:11:55.310-06:002018-04-04T20:11:55.310-06:00We live in a crazy mixed up world. Sometimes, onc...We live in a crazy mixed up world. Sometimes, once in a while something makes sense. <br />..Jimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02982249173214655060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-25188098165679856292018-04-04T17:45:19.055-06:002018-04-04T17:45:19.055-06:00I think there are beginnings and there are endings...I think there are beginnings and there are endings, but I think the journey is mostly about the middle.Truedessahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09079953417572207613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-48673475976519163502018-04-04T15:27:30.848-06:002018-04-04T15:27:30.848-06:00Yes; sometimes is it possible to begin [again] rig...Yes; sometimes is it possible to begin [again] right there in the middle<br /><br />much love...Gillena Coxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09191865405561549074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-81122337931010733792018-04-04T15:06:41.254-06:002018-04-04T15:06:41.254-06:00sprinkling words on the floor, as if they are puzz...sprinkling words on the floor, as if they are puzzles, or feathers floating in a tossed, split open pillow, randomly plucked ~ what a lovely image/ideaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-76644361132628355732018-04-04T15:00:01.014-06:002018-04-04T15:00:01.014-06:00Your poem speaks for me. Most things I never ques...Your poem speaks for me. Most things I never question the "is" of--and then there's the others I wonder about. Like, how about the making of bread? the flavor of Marshmellow? But the origin of the universe? I rather hope there is neither beginning nor end. The stories will keep flowing.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05723639294340760325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-32372793527149402342018-04-04T14:45:18.962-06:002018-04-04T14:45:18.962-06:00A very good question and I love the way you have s...A very good question and I love the way you have spoken it. :-)Elleceehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07049386448865741626noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-73172314037120913232018-04-04T12:30:38.612-06:002018-04-04T12:30:38.612-06:00You have certainly given us something to think abo...You have certainly given us something to think about. The Japanese sprinkle spices and flowers on their floors for New Years Eve thinking they will absorb the past year's footsteps and feelings. New Years Day they are swept up and burned. This poem puts me in mind of that.tonispencerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04200564195675794747noreply@blogger.com