tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post8861153185776346885..comments2024-03-28T02:54:32.745-04:00Comments on The Miss Rumphius Effect: Poetry Seven Write Ekphrastic Poems (One Last Time for 2016)Triciahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-85627586250100731382017-01-07T01:30:36.124-05:002017-01-07T01:30:36.124-05:00Tricia, Happy anniversary, that's beautiful! ...Tricia, Happy anniversary, that's beautiful! So good. Bravo and my best to Ed and the William the Conqueror. Charles Watershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18336052424127127605noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-63374306554430833642016-12-09T02:42:53.747-05:002016-12-09T02:42:53.747-05:00I love the last four lines most of all:
"You...I love the last four lines most of all: <br />"You are my comfort<br />my home and my song<br />in the map of my heart<br />it's with you I belong"<br />Spoke to me today.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13818014460217039880noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-7949382891708953992016-12-03T21:17:22.294-05:002016-12-03T21:17:22.294-05:00Awww, I just melt to read that. My hubby and I wil...Awww, I just melt to read that. My hubby and I will hit 20 years in May, and it's definitely a surprise that the love is still there, quietly warm on the hob. Reading your poem was like eating chocolate. Yum.Brenda at FriendlyFairyTaleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13368709489341876324noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-53683988146183520372016-12-03T20:11:33.434-05:002016-12-03T20:11:33.434-05:00Double-dog dare not accepted! In all our years tog...Double-dog dare not accepted! In all our years together I've never said or written anything like this. I'm only safe because I know he doesn't read my blog. Maybe one day I'll be brave enough to share.Triciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18350907653629775293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-41313160646669941482016-12-03T09:21:50.379-05:002016-12-03T09:21:50.379-05:00The benches!! The benches are popular!!
Tricia, I ...The benches!! The benches are popular!!<br />Tricia, I love your love poem -- and I hope you share it, wrapped up in a pretty ribbon. It's so dear....Liz Garton Scanlonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17941516645386392684noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-44432012461474850512016-12-03T07:36:28.015-05:002016-12-03T07:36:28.015-05:00Love-ly! You ladies seem to be evenly split betwee...Love-ly! You ladies seem to be evenly split between birds and benches. Interesting to see the variety of directions you went this month!Mary Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09078793537148794310noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-2065033102508230132016-12-02T19:18:27.534-05:002016-12-02T19:18:27.534-05:00*swoon!* This is lovely on so many levels, Tricia....*swoon!* This is lovely on so many levels, Tricia. <br />"but we don’t need to speak<br />for our hearts to be heard" - so true when you've been with someone for a long time. =)Bridget Mageehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18185985167366724404noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-12734765902394888312016-12-02T17:17:38.799-05:002016-12-02T17:17:38.799-05:00A gentle, touching take on this photo...you may no...A gentle, touching take on this photo...you may not write love poems often, but when you do, it's a good one! Tabathahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14367572663591077922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-47232868907511904102016-12-02T14:36:39.369-05:002016-12-02T14:36:39.369-05:00Trisha this is so sweet and beautiful! I second Ta...Trisha this is so sweet and beautiful! I second Tanita - you better share it with your love! I am always going to think of you when I visit the cloister. :)Andromeda Jazmonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12355192738014962965noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-49444209917499543702016-12-02T12:08:08.859-05:002016-12-02T12:08:08.859-05:00So many beautiful parts here, including what Sara ...So many beautiful parts here, including what Sara and Tanita already mentioned. "we sit in our chairs<br />as the day is undone" is probably the part that spoke to me. Something about the sort of violence of the day coming undone while you sit with your beloved in "our" chairs--that steadiness and comfort...just lovely!laurasalashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13807781795919555208noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-16379636622818773452016-12-02T10:03:59.380-05:002016-12-02T10:03:59.380-05:00I double-dog dare you to share this with its inten...I double-dog dare you to share this with its intended recipient! I love that someone else chose the benches! Don't they just encourage that close communication? I keep imagining how they were used when the Pitcairn family lived there... <br /><br /><i>we don't need to speak<br />for our hearts to be heard</i><br /><br />Awwww.tanita✿davishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01671822274852087499noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7320080607016581524.post-79279724551716566502016-12-02T08:37:29.982-05:002016-12-02T08:37:29.982-05:00"the fact that you love me
is still a surpris..."the fact that you love me<br />is still a surprise" <br /><br />I just LOVE that. And it's so true. Love that lasts is also love that is reborn, over and over. You've captured that beautifully, by sharing the "map of your heart" in this poem. Sarahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12225998457253574928noreply@blogger.com