tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post8619510173277663323..comments2024-03-29T06:55:11.868-04:00Comments on everyday amazing: summer flowersGracehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02213172239590722747noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-39752196304553148822020-05-30T15:00:18.299-04:002020-05-30T15:00:18.299-04:00"my dreams are teal, my words are nectar"..."my dreams are teal, my words are nectar"..great finish!<br />A masterful and fragrant poem!<br />JIMJIm Feeneyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03754509821434474479noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-38844977274532497752020-05-30T13:58:15.103-04:002020-05-30T13:58:15.103-04:00A marvelous string of impressions, with the couple...A marvelous string of impressions, with the couplets leading from the details of the world to the charms of dreaming under the moon. SKSteve Kinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04818671944215117618noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-45565459193267173542020-05-29T19:27:16.927-04:002020-05-29T19:27:16.927-04:00Vivid and beautiful imagery.Vivid and beautiful imagery.ayalahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13243362803799877014noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-36463744202194202922020-05-29T16:52:38.649-04:002020-05-29T16:52:38.649-04:00Such great imagery, so vivid, down to the very las...Such great imagery, so vivid, down to the very last line. Good work Grace.<br /><br />PatPat Rhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10802650408750617363noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-9669600206624150542020-05-29T14:40:29.238-04:002020-05-29T14:40:29.238-04:00 All the above and more- pure sensuality shaped by... All the above and more- pure sensuality shaped by the gentlest touch into a pure summers day.Christine Irvinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17618710064770470221noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-13890401242507334692020-05-29T11:15:48.780-04:002020-05-29T11:15:48.780-04:00All the very best of images from nature~All the very best of images from nature~iamthewalrushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00045125562816319748noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-79724855072119744062020-05-29T10:11:03.771-04:002020-05-29T10:11:03.771-04:00There is a gentle, calming tone to all of this.There is a gentle, calming tone to all of this.Ken Gierkehttps://rivrvlogr.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-87523687418891240452020-05-29T06:45:17.821-04:002020-05-29T06:45:17.821-04:00Such a fragrant hover at cusp of summer. Loved it ...Such a fragrant hover at cusp of summer. Loved it ... BrendanBrendanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09588692544585271526noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-81079907450118120912020-05-29T02:04:11.126-04:002020-05-29T02:04:11.126-04:00An awesome tribute to Summer. Wonderful!An awesome tribute to Summer. Wonderful!Mrityunjay Dixithttp://septemberhearttohearts.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-90660834353452309852020-05-28T23:47:40.149-04:002020-05-28T23:47:40.149-04:00This is like the height of life 60s kind of poem ...This is like the height of life 60s kind of poem that I image Laura Nero singing. colleenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16669375650785054059noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-12310039760552033132020-05-28T19:52:07.068-04:002020-05-28T19:52:07.068-04:00with the stars & bright planets in sky
my drea...with the stars & bright planets in sky<br />my dreams are teal, my words are nectar<br /><br />Peaceful blue dreams accompanied with sweetness of nectar. A great closing Grace!<br /><br />Hankkaykualahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03240206222973305395noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-1361812441898506852020-05-28T19:25:43.482-04:002020-05-28T19:25:43.482-04:00I think we went from a cold spring to the heat of ...I think we went from a cold spring to the heat of summer in a matter of days. The dandelions are indeed dried and turning into wispy seeds of dreams. You have capture the last few days.Truedessahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09079953417572207613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-48177268747040701562020-05-28T17:56:12.185-04:002020-05-28T17:56:12.185-04:00Yes, that last line is exquisite...your poetic wor...Yes, that last line is exquisite...your poetic words are nectar, Grace.lynn__https://www.blogger.com/profile/03991892804149727665noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-53112481441831199592020-05-28T17:30:59.337-04:002020-05-28T17:30:59.337-04:00I can tell you are ready for summer! Love the gre...I can tell you are ready for summer! Love the great images. <br />This is a great line...<br />my dreams are teal, my words are nectarDwight L. Rothhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07992133580674047782noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-58829427225958404732020-05-28T16:56:20.701-04:002020-05-28T16:56:20.701-04:00Absolutely beautiful! I smiled at the white whisk...Absolutely beautiful! I smiled at the white whiskered heads on the dried dandelions....a clever and oh so perfect way to describe them! :)lillianthehomepoet.wordpress.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12664830773553716989noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-55065930492812491362020-05-28T16:08:25.136-04:002020-05-28T16:08:25.136-04:00This was last night for me:
"i drink the dark...This was last night for me:<br />"i drink the darkness<br />at last, slurping its cold sweet juice"<br />It's nice when heat returns in the day, but nights belong to the cold. Very sense-pleasing poem.Jade Lihttps://tao-talk.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-45553072974848641412020-05-28T15:53:57.251-04:002020-05-28T15:53:57.251-04:00I love this so much, Grace, it appeals to all the ...I love this so much, Grace, it appeals to all the senses: the dandelions dried to white whiskered heads, the fragrance of peppermint, the forget-me-nots – have you secretly visited my garden? What a wonderful image you have painted with the room ‘filled with long / fingers of the sunrays & wheat grass’. Kim M. Russellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16668459794787447606noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-76982309108243581652020-05-28T15:38:24.395-04:002020-05-28T15:38:24.395-04:00I like the sway to "blues, bees & birdson...I like the sway to "blues, bees & birdsongs".Frank Hubenyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18058591172624203875noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-23647681227122560382020-05-28T14:54:13.728-04:002020-05-28T14:54:13.728-04:00I love the life we live these days... never far fr...I love the life we live these days... never far from nature. We still have no summer heat, but it's bright and lovely and the lilacs are bursting in bloom.brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4856662679041828863.post-77200343697077104372020-05-28T12:07:14.577-04:002020-05-28T12:07:14.577-04:00Your poems never fail to feed my soul ... never. I...Your poems never fail to feed my soul ... never. I completely sank into this one.Helenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16619199535376925989noreply@blogger.com