tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post8402940381454413727..comments2024-03-04T15:47:04.422-07:00Comments on Somethings I Think About-Annell: THE DREAM IS A NIGHTMARE/Imaginary gardens with real toads -- SPRING INTERRUPTED/https://claudetteellinger.wordpress.comannell4http://www.blogger.com/profile/07629830133868270690noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-35097937667014867532018-04-14T22:06:57.380-06:002018-04-14T22:06:57.380-06:00Lovely write, Annell. I love this.
Love,
PamelaLovely write, Annell. I love this.<br /><br />Love,<br />PamelaAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-305011604215656732018-04-14T18:33:47.549-06:002018-04-14T18:33:47.549-06:00Sometimes we have blinders on or see only what we ...Sometimes we have blinders on or see only what we want to see. It isn't so much it turned into a nightmare but we didn't see it properly to begin with ... ?Margarethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00007201357693227614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-25187324678414009162018-04-14T17:34:51.336-06:002018-04-14T17:34:51.336-06:00We're in the midst of an April blizzard today....We're in the midst of an April blizzard today. Snow, frigid temps, wild wind, zero visibility. Spring has definitely been interrupted here. Mariannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17734900426632493796noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-7863483470438136002018-04-14T16:08:28.844-06:002018-04-14T16:08:28.844-06:00I like both your poems very much.
That dream doe...I like both your poems very much. <br /><br />That dream doesn't always turn to nightmare – but of course, it very often does. Such a wise question: "But if each one is only a half / What kind of relationship / Can that be".Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-14207098575170631252018-04-14T14:54:28.476-06:002018-04-14T14:54:28.476-06:00So sad when dreams turn into nightmares and spring...So sad when dreams turn into nightmares and spring falls back to winter,,,well penned, both :-)Elleceenoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-11318850814364769022018-04-14T13:44:54.695-06:002018-04-14T13:44:54.695-06:00Its heartbreaking when the dream which we waited o...Its heartbreaking when the dream which we waited our entire lives turn into a nightmare :(Sanaa Rizvihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06681404650477409830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-89928842879700988122018-04-14T11:52:06.912-06:002018-04-14T11:52:06.912-06:00And here, in Wisconsin, we are having a blizzard. ...And here, in Wisconsin, we are having a blizzard. Can't see out my windows, they are plastered with ice and snow. Perhaps we won't have any Spring at all...<br /><br />Elizabeth<br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-5296567712436560922018-04-14T11:21:10.694-06:002018-04-14T11:21:10.694-06:00It is sad how often your first poem is the story o...It is sad how often your first poem is the story of those blind beginnings. I love the beauty of the landscape in your second poem. Two poems a day in april. Bravo! I am floundering a bit, with only my tablet.Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-4112804879330861252018-04-14T10:41:19.151-06:002018-04-14T10:41:19.151-06:00Of dreams and nightmares, your write sashays into ...Of dreams and nightmares, your write sashays into candid territory<br /><br />Much🌼loveGillena Coxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09830061733849775594noreply@blogger.com