tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post2301444192117603020..comments2024-03-08T07:03:12.909-05:00Comments on Life at Willow Manor: $1.99Tess Kincaidhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04889725786678984293noreply@blogger.comBlogger101125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-64134540974938911112011-06-27T20:23:54.549-04:002011-06-27T20:23:54.549-04:00this sort of gives me mixed emotions.
on the one h...this sort of gives me mixed emotions.<br />on the one hand , I totally get what you are saying,<br />on the other,<br />I totally get what you aren't??<br /><br />I hold so many photos so very dear.<br />And I have tossed aside some.<br />Now I have regret. But at the time. No.<br /><br />I hope someone with a caring soul such as yourself found them .Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15924061349390319473noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-82394295689574601382011-06-26T13:34:43.231-04:002011-06-26T13:34:43.231-04:00Tess, I've been missing for awhile and am so g...Tess, I've been missing for awhile and am so glad to be back. Your take on this one is lovely. There are so many stories to be imagined from these old photos...I'm always amazed how beautiful the people appear in these old photos, without the aid of all our modern-day cosmetics. Do you ever wonder what we would look like if we were photographed without makeup?CHummelKornellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10862056292807754590noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-56949087803617369082011-06-25T14:34:30.946-04:002011-06-25T14:34:30.946-04:00love the "receipt for non-belonging" w...love the "receipt for non-belonging" wonderful...bkmsigned...bkmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03558304976280070986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-53246868081451646852011-06-25T08:11:11.657-04:002011-06-25T08:11:11.657-04:00The whole poem's excellent. The sudden questio...The whole poem's excellent. The sudden question about the bag is a wonderful jolt. The tears and rain in the parking lot tie everything together...sadness, nostalgia, and the gritty, unyielding pavement yanking us back to reality.Jim Swindlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13632113399696237695noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-532100795182609022011-06-24T14:06:37.371-04:002011-06-24T14:06:37.371-04:00how lucky for this lovely to find a place in your ...how lucky for this lovely to find a place in your heart and home--beautiful poem-cC.M. Jacksonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06936560662110633442noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-55423520901086289312011-06-23T10:04:32.846-04:002011-06-23T10:04:32.846-04:00who says thrifters don't care?
nice magpiewho says thrifters don't care?<br />nice magpieSuzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10329289442910294160noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-37081588108204847932011-06-23T09:36:06.328-04:002011-06-23T09:36:06.328-04:00Love it!
a statementLove it!<br /><br /><a href="http://firmlyrooted.blogspot.com/2011/06/statement.html" rel="nofollow">a statement</a>gautami tripathyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04192356825699543613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-56276219766247695182011-06-23T07:36:05.892-04:002011-06-23T07:36:05.892-04:00The poet rescues on so many levels. Glad she found...The poet rescues on so many levels. Glad she found a home. :)Juliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17078349300435625448noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-73575626790540263212011-06-23T02:23:10.755-04:002011-06-23T02:23:10.755-04:00"Would you like a bag,
a receipt for non-belo..."Would you like a bag,<br />a receipt for non-belonging?" Those lines hit with emotion. Beautiful poem.Annahttp://waysidewordgarden.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-55545765365676437842011-06-23T00:53:02.043-04:002011-06-23T00:53:02.043-04:00I couldn't do a thing with that prompt. Drew ...I couldn't do a thing with that prompt. Drew a big blank. I'm glad to see u didn't. Luved it!Henry Clemmnshttp://henryclemmonspoet.blogspot.com/2011/06/self-portrait.htmlnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-89664420542141926192011-06-22T20:16:35.593-04:002011-06-22T20:16:35.593-04:00Rel, me, too. Broken and untended tombstones are v...Rel, me, too. Broken and untended tombstones are very sad, indeed.Tess Kincaidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04889725786678984293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-76712961411336937732011-06-22T19:57:03.520-04:002011-06-22T19:57:03.520-04:00Willow,
I think similar thoughts about untended to...Willow,<br />I think similar thoughts about untended tombstones in cemeteries.<br />relrelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09030572981830789370noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-73813543226543026352011-06-22T17:49:11.583-04:002011-06-22T17:49:11.583-04:00It's so sad that she's just cast away like...It's so sad that she's just cast away like that. She must have her own stories to tell.<br />I'm sure you will give her a good home.The Poethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00667034322952126127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-14174462574895256992011-06-22T17:26:40.945-04:002011-06-22T17:26:40.945-04:00Alas this seems to be the story of many an elderly...Alas this seems to be the story of many an elderly person.. :(<br />Well, for some, at least their youthful faces stays captured on paper in some kind stranger's home... <br /><br />The last 4 lines of your poem were like a slap on the face - so intense and powerful!! <br /><br />A very fine read, my friend..Kavitahttp://kavisionz.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-71602916905994990972011-06-22T14:02:48.715-04:002011-06-22T14:02:48.715-04:00Lovely poem. I feel the same way when I go into th...Lovely poem. I feel the same way when I go into thrift stores and see old photos like this. I once found an old photo album mostly empty. Two pages in the back still had black & white photos from WWII in them. I was shocked someone hadn't gone through each page and checked to remove family pics.Corrina Terryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18004149038445506338noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-72250401771478582302011-06-22T11:47:17.497-04:002011-06-22T11:47:17.497-04:00Rain drops hot with tears... Mmmmm...Rain drops hot with tears... Mmmmm...Jinksyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01686101468214361004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-52392538244506654232011-06-22T11:14:47.342-04:002011-06-22T11:14:47.342-04:00Nicely written and describes the picture perfectly...Nicely written and describes the picture perfectly.Pat Hatthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07745293224202430152noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-6953861258714639412011-06-22T10:32:54.085-04:002011-06-22T10:32:54.085-04:00I thought perhaps she was a relative of yours, she...I thought perhaps she was a relative of yours, she's a beauty!<br /><br />What a story behind those eyes. Glad you gave her a home.Everyday Goddesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00486528297252417282noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-34652531767809256092011-06-22T10:32:41.797-04:002011-06-22T10:32:41.797-04:00Oh this is amazing Tess not a misplaced word an en...Oh this is amazing Tess not a misplaced word an entire lifetime caught in a few beautifully crafted linesAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-72334588718379493832011-06-22T09:48:54.834-04:002011-06-22T09:48:54.834-04:00How like you - o big-hearted Tess to provide a *ho...How like you - o big-hearted Tess to provide a *home* for this lovely lady... it brought tears to my eyes. This is one of the trillion things I adore about you!<br /><br />Love,<br /><br />♥ Robin ♥Robinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15247046205493711677noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-31029857464343059182011-06-22T08:56:18.041-04:002011-06-22T08:56:18.041-04:00I have a few rescued old photos hanging in my home...I have a few rescued old photos hanging in my home. I love it when people visit and ask if they are relatives of mine, and I say no... but I couldn't resist inviting them to live with me anyway. It has occurred to me that there are stories to be written about the imagined lives of these old friends of mine...Marchelinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11201825708442679157noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-33014744617364136212011-06-22T07:21:11.340-04:002011-06-22T07:21:11.340-04:00Thank you, everyone, for your lovely comments. You...Thank you, everyone, for your lovely comments. You fuel my muse, dear friends. You make posting my poetry so very rewarding. xTess Kincaidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04889725786678984293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-32254718260566256682011-06-22T06:12:44.669-04:002011-06-22T06:12:44.669-04:00Sad, lovely poem inspired by that serene and lovel...Sad, lovely poem inspired by that serene and lovely face.Lucy Westenrahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12787225228788303013noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-60781616369244516082011-06-22T04:47:57.290-04:002011-06-22T04:47:57.290-04:00Exemplary, sparse, emotive.Exemplary, sparse, emotive.Steve Isaakhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07162341357622058518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1636364949017025470.post-41648502180503898202011-06-22T04:24:00.933-04:002011-06-22T04:24:00.933-04:00Over 15 years of marriage of accompanied my wife o...Over 15 years of marriage of accompanied my wife on day trips around Florida, hitting yard sales and thrift shops and antique malls tucked into the state's back roads and byways. I just go along for the ride -- usually poking bins for used books and LPs, is all -- and frequently I'm overcome with the sadness of so much relinquished stuff, often let go through the betrayals of love and life, moving on, dying. I get the pathos from the freight and weight of the accumulated cast-offing, but this poem here wells it all in a single object, something so fine found on the pile of all that's left behind, is left with flotsam and jetsam and stuff piled at the last stop before the landfill. Fine poem - BrendanBrendanhttp://blueoran.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.com