tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post147977380373410612..comments2024-03-04T15:47:04.422-07:00Comments on Somethings I Think About-Annell: Scream/Poets United Midweek Motifannell4http://www.blogger.com/profile/07629830133868270690noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-58612495909512053632018-03-15T11:28:33.246-06:002018-03-15T11:28:33.246-06:00What a thought, lost screams finding their masters...What a thought, lost screams finding their masters.Bekkie Sanchezhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16300001421561443693noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-69754756365439298742018-03-15T01:45:31.903-06:002018-03-15T01:45:31.903-06:00I love the lines:
'Perhaps the screams of toda...I love the lines:<br />'Perhaps the screams of today<br />Join the screams of yesterday<br />And return and return<br />Continually searching for their home' - <br />I can imagine those screams wandering the canyon forever.Kim M. Russellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16668459794787447606noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-17196115256817211232018-03-14T23:33:23.818-06:002018-03-14T23:33:23.818-06:00So very beautifully put. To me it's not unfami...So very beautifully put. To me it's not unfamiliar at all. An absolute truth.Sumana Royhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17333363799083094084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-47034115627655884532018-03-14T19:32:18.772-06:002018-03-14T19:32:18.772-06:00Fabulous imagery of the cast our screams wandering...Fabulous imagery of the cast our screams wandering forever searching for a home.. wonderful writing. Thotpurgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09729170517164200003noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-46051470916817225802018-03-14T18:48:52.239-06:002018-03-14T18:48:52.239-06:00For anyone who has experienced sorrow this poem so...For anyone who has experienced sorrow this poem so reflects the feeling of one so bereaved. There must be so many screams echoing around the world as love is rent asunder.Old Egghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14727444489103758018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-65771094988211058802018-03-14T18:25:17.195-06:002018-03-14T18:25:17.195-06:00The last stanza...I think of all the screams since...The last stanza...I think of all the screams since the beginning of time trying to find a home...scary, devastating, sad. This reads like mythology and yet, it rings so very true.tonispencerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04200564195675794747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-44216876556474630162018-03-14T14:23:04.780-06:002018-03-14T14:23:04.780-06:00Wow! The echoes from screams of sorrow take an ama...Wow! The echoes from screams of sorrow take an amazing journey, saturating past, present and future. This is an amazing poem. It feels true.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05723639294340760325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-2588605757094007742018-03-14T13:13:18.291-06:002018-03-14T13:13:18.291-06:00Your words are keenly affecting, yet the imagery i...Your words are keenly affecting, yet the imagery is striking. An impressive balance.Khaya Ronkainenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06286352495379234651noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-56354573341794707482018-03-14T13:01:35.050-06:002018-03-14T13:01:35.050-06:00A haunting tale. The thought of screams trying to ...A haunting tale. The thought of screams trying to find a home makes me shudder. Somehow, I don't think they will.Vivian Zemshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09588008375525403964noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-87398648027489263512018-03-14T12:47:12.174-06:002018-03-14T12:47:12.174-06:00I luv the image of compound screams. You have i st...I luv the image of compound screams. You have i strongly think put forward a new myth<br /><br />Much🌼loveGillena Coxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09830061733849775594noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9057172956502874716.post-63378681773431024582018-03-14T11:31:31.940-06:002018-03-14T11:31:31.940-06:00I can almost hear the whisper of those screams com...I can almost hear the whisper of those screams coming across the desert. And well know the inner scream, that is "the echoes of my sorrow". The imagery in this poem is so beautiful, my friend. The sounds of sorrow, blowing across the mesa.Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.com