tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post6041695946480182815..comments2024-03-28T17:30:09.028-04:00Comments on everyday amazing: Sorrow Gracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02213172239590722747noreply@blogger.comBlogger50125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-25294856417804215312014-07-15T10:16:07.324-04:002014-07-15T10:16:07.324-04:00One has to accept sorrow as a sad ingredient in li...One has to accept sorrow as a sad ingredient in life! Accepting it makes it less painful. Great write Grace!<br /><br />Hankkaykualahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03240206222973305395noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-36464815073625799322014-07-14T15:14:53.474-04:002014-07-14T15:14:53.474-04:00Oh, you are a sensitive, felling person. I like yo...Oh, you are a sensitive, felling person. I like you poem!<br /><br />Hugs<br />JetteMajkenAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17237623361378188310noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-91083848792722527352014-07-14T12:57:47.750-04:002014-07-14T12:57:47.750-04:00Yes, you've captured sorrow as your own. Yes,...Yes, you've captured sorrow as your own. Yes, you can see it, it is everywhere....for everywhere someone is dying, someone's someone....annell4https://www.blogger.com/profile/07629830133868270690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-61584071785988878182014-07-14T12:53:46.793-04:002014-07-14T12:53:46.793-04:00Awesome poetry, Grace. I felt as though I was ther...Awesome poetry, Grace. I felt as though I was there, in his presence too.Helenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16619199535376925989noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-47771988600021494052014-07-14T07:56:28.498-04:002014-07-14T07:56:28.498-04:00So evocative - the words, the image and the images...So evocative - the words, the image and the images the words conjure.Kalpanahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02503951641129389045noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-84570448949582142842014-07-14T00:04:53.259-04:002014-07-14T00:04:53.259-04:00you have the poet's skill to pen that which yo...you have the poet's skill to pen that which you've not personally held, Grace ~Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-60717814563986137812014-07-13T20:51:45.753-04:002014-07-13T20:51:45.753-04:00I love the image of sorrow as a bird. Your poem is...I love the image of sorrow as a bird. Your poem is poignant and lovely.Lolamousehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12508347229501155001noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-37007752178560219452014-07-13T19:31:49.404-04:002014-07-13T19:31:49.404-04:00Your poetry breathes enough empathy to cloak one t...Your poetry breathes enough empathy to cloak one thousand chilling sorrows.Magaly Guerrerohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18295455026184103230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-87541083402995241882014-07-13T17:13:35.961-04:002014-07-13T17:13:35.961-04:00"... I wonder what grief
has torn your eyes... "... I wonder what grief <br /><br />has torn your eyes to silt & mortar? <br />I wonder at the sound of your voice? <br />Loud as gunfire?<br /> Or soft pebble falling in rain?"<br /><br />You have a poetic voice that seems made for drawing images, both beautiful and beautifully melancholy.The Bizzahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17797871556831556557noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-2817001784729693502014-07-13T17:11:50.529-04:002014-07-13T17:11:50.529-04:00Sorrow is a bird but still he sings, like the way ...Sorrow is a bird but still he sings, like the way you put that GraceScottlBhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09147326078011352857noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-91427827177678891892014-07-13T17:10:46.394-04:002014-07-13T17:10:46.394-04:00Grace , a powerful and poignant poem - filled with...Grace , a powerful and poignant poem - filled with stunning and heartbreaking images - loved the sorrow is a bird - just very moved by this - KAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-45016143394857852312014-07-13T15:12:02.534-04:002014-07-13T15:12:02.534-04:00Wonderfully vivid and lyrical==I agree that the li...Wonderfully vivid and lyrical==I agree that the line of the bird in the pouch was a particularly compelling trope--agh-very sad. Thanks. k. Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-49676762486780201312014-07-13T14:20:07.375-04:002014-07-13T14:20:07.375-04:00You have captured sorrow on a lonely train going w...You have captured sorrow on a lonely train going where I wonder??? I have felt sorrow so deep I wondered about tomorrow..Truedessahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09079953417572207613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-56453945187871566532014-07-13T13:34:22.978-04:002014-07-13T13:34:22.978-04:00This is excellent work, Grace. You have shown such...This is excellent work, Grace. You have shown such empathy in your description of the old man. There is evidence of your source of inspiration, but the poem rings with your own voice and social awareness. The imagery comparing sorrow to a bird was masterfully handled.Kerry O'Connorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00720862912375945249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-15716061753859388942014-07-13T13:31:20.326-04:002014-07-13T13:31:20.326-04:00Sorrow is a bird. Grace your talent always amazes...Sorrow is a bird. Grace your talent always amazes me. I love your choice of words and your imagination. Though you haven't experienced this first hand, you know what sorrow is, what loss is, and you picture it so well for us. What a lovely poem.Myrna R.https://www.blogger.com/profile/15088915165678737118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-87853216244746209022014-07-13T13:21:03.838-04:002014-07-13T13:21:03.838-04:00Wow, great character sketch. I really like:
&qu...Wow, great character sketch. I really like: <br />"Sorrow is a bird<br />Hiding in your pouch"<br />and:<br />"I wonder what grief <br />has torn your eyes to silt & mortar? <br />I wonder at the sound of your voice? <br />Loud as gunfire?<br /> Or soft pebble falling in rain?"Jennifer Wagnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04344877737695801883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-81583416380967872982014-07-13T12:32:03.293-04:002014-07-13T12:32:03.293-04:00Such storytelling here...esp. I like comparison th...Such storytelling here...esp. I like comparison the bird with sorrow....and nice framing here: the train...enjoyed the reading your poem, Grace :)xhumbirdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00106270909713851811noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-70582606495199288382014-07-13T12:09:59.763-04:002014-07-13T12:09:59.763-04:00Excellent writing! Bravo!
ZQExcellent writing! Bravo!<br />ZQZQhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08521836993023109556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-83467342922128582682014-07-13T11:47:02.752-04:002014-07-13T11:47:02.752-04:00The train track greases by river bend
Gentle as sl...The train track greases by river bend<br />Gentle as slow butterfly<br />But nothing moves you, not a flicker <br /> Sorrow is a bird<br /><br />Hiding in your pouch<br />Too long, it has not flown<br />Too long, it has not eaten<br /> Yet it sings, hardy as cactus <br /><br /><br />You are amazing Grace!!!Sreejahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01395234979504881964noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-67036423319850624312014-07-13T11:45:13.090-04:002014-07-13T11:45:13.090-04:00Your words flowed with such intense feeling, it in...Your words flowed with such intense feeling, it inspired my own creation of her lovely beginnings, expressed through healing poems.21 Witshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00071361755673253230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-46051833530257080482014-07-13T11:20:08.649-04:002014-07-13T11:20:08.649-04:00astounding write, i journeyed with you, oh my gosh...astounding write, i journeyed with you, oh my gosh this is so vivid. Have a nice Sunday<br /><br />much love...Gillena Coxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09191865405561549074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-53812284156635945552014-07-13T11:00:20.722-04:002014-07-13T11:00:20.722-04:00' Sorrow is a bird/Hiding in your pouch..'... ' Sorrow is a bird/Hiding in your pouch..' this is a string of verbal beads that fits tightly around the neck of a portrait in blue, ringed with the gemstones of image. Lovely writing, Grace, and thanks again for the introduction to Alegria.hedgewitchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13090696134322515899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-59424258141021123362014-07-13T08:21:50.261-04:002014-07-13T08:21:50.261-04:00Beautifully heart wrenching.Beautifully heart wrenching.Gen Giggles https://www.blogger.com/profile/13744815023509063722noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-73826718713263992372014-07-13T08:17:49.150-04:002014-07-13T08:17:49.150-04:00I wonder at what of song it would be ~ Thanks RMP...I wonder at what of song it would be ~ Thanks RMP ~Gracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02213172239590722747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-40699665009993416132014-07-13T08:16:26.292-04:002014-07-13T08:16:26.292-04:00that touching his sorrow could burn our souls - su...that touching his sorrow could burn our souls - such an intriguing thought Susan, thanks ~ I say he was quite a stand out as he didn't seem to fit in the city streets ~ Gracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02213172239590722747noreply@blogger.com