tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876400310749659322.post3482198224574290735..comments2023-10-10T10:41:08.501-06:00Comments on Beyond the Bozone: NaPoWriMo 26 ~ slightly ajarbrenda whttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00846306414656375463noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876400310749659322.post-33467909245395155202011-04-30T21:29:50.352-06:002011-04-30T21:29:50.352-06:00Colorful imagery!Colorful imagery!Tumblewords:https://www.blogger.com/profile/04279038951489894119noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876400310749659322.post-68108997761584805452011-04-29T12:25:20.834-06:002011-04-29T12:25:20.834-06:00Lovely image... butterfly kisses with eyelashes......Lovely image... butterfly kisses with eyelashes... I love those!<br /><br />~laurieLaurie Kolphttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07494759781947881343noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876400310749659322.post-59256470208699077482011-04-29T10:03:17.192-06:002011-04-29T10:03:17.192-06:00That first stanza knocks me out. And I love the t...That first stanza knocks me out. And I love the titleAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07490035808297516510noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876400310749659322.post-8293539820369901632011-04-27T18:09:14.830-06:002011-04-27T18:09:14.830-06:00true
it does feel like
we collect shiny things
com...true<br />it does feel like<br />we collect shiny things<br />compressed <br />instead of living themlucychilihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06519163424062626658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876400310749659322.post-82393649486485143662011-04-26T23:01:21.228-06:002011-04-26T23:01:21.228-06:00I like Mr. W's comment about having just the w...I like Mr. W's comment about having just the wings in the jar. This was a beautiful offering, filled with imagery, free-form in interpretation. I love it when you are not told exactly what to think in a poem. (Not my forte, by the way, LOL) Amy<br />http://sharplittlepencil.wordpress.com/2011/04/26/aging-disgracefully-and-proud-of-it/Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876400310749659322.post-10166435600348423782011-04-26T17:59:38.511-06:002011-04-26T17:59:38.511-06:00Brenda~
I especially liked the lines:
Raucous flu...Brenda~<br /><br />I especially liked the lines:<br />Raucous fluttering riots<br />what meditation quiets<br /><br />Thinking when I feel "butterflies" in my stomach (and...especially today...deeper in my soul: perhaps that jar is sitting there now?) it's not always for a pleasant thing. "Raucous riots" may be more apropos. But the best part of all--and the reminder I Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876400310749659322.post-79088278819694799132011-04-26T17:12:50.814-06:002011-04-26T17:12:50.814-06:00Brenda, I love, absolutely love this poem. It spea...Brenda, I love, absolutely love this poem. It speaks so deeply of so many things. Butterflies are a symbol of transformation in the four stages from pupa to butterfly beautiful. Deep inner transformation might not be seen or even understood by others, but it is certainly felt in the soul. Can't tell you how much I love your words,<br /><br />ElizabethElizabethhttp://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876400310749659322.post-12038753447815821402011-04-26T10:20:34.594-06:002011-04-26T10:20:34.594-06:00Great title! Your first two lines are spectacular!...Great title! Your first two lines are spectacular! Love the way you come back to them in the last stanza: "little eyelash tickles like butterfly kisses to remind her what she set aside wings on a shelf in her soul."Mariannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17734900426632493796noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876400310749659322.post-77178787476363622822011-04-26T09:38:16.107-06:002011-04-26T09:38:16.107-06:00Pamela, Thanks for mentioning my sidebar pics. Sp...Pamela, Thanks for mentioning my sidebar pics. Spring break opened up a little time for me to play here. School again tomorrow. We need more time to really miss each other, the students and myself. ha!<br /><br />Yes, John Trudell's story is quite sad. His intellect is superior, and his insight into the motivation of our government is biting. I love his spoken word work. DNA is a brenda whttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00846306414656375463noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876400310749659322.post-71888219342722782032011-04-26T09:27:54.719-06:002011-04-26T09:27:54.719-06:00Gorgeous piece of writing, Brenda. She keeps the w...Gorgeous piece of writing, Brenda. She keeps the wings fluttering in her soul. Beautiful symbolism. <br /><br />btw, I love Woodie Guthrie and the other day I read an article about John Trudell. His story is a sad one.<br /><br />Pamelaflauberthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18424439866515694972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876400310749659322.post-4092704473311692742011-04-26T09:19:46.692-06:002011-04-26T09:19:46.692-06:00I love the line "eyelash tickles like butterf...I love the line "eyelash tickles like butterfly kisses!" Such a great image.Lolamousehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12508347229501155001noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876400310749659322.post-1620740636293093732011-04-26T08:12:30.239-06:002011-04-26T08:12:30.239-06:00I love this one! Wings on a shelf!I love this one! Wings on a shelf!annell4https://www.blogger.com/profile/07629830133868270690noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876400310749659322.post-50304470941074487082011-04-26T08:07:52.496-06:002011-04-26T08:07:52.496-06:00I felt sad for the butterflies, but maybe I'm ...I felt sad for the butterflies, but maybe I'm wrong, as their lives are in any case so transient.vivinfrancehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07388722600118753457noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876400310749659322.post-33864924631713371182011-04-26T07:57:36.093-06:002011-04-26T07:57:36.093-06:00Thank you Mama Zen, this is my personal favorite f...Thank you Mama Zen, this is my personal favorite for April(so far....don't want to jinx the next few days). <br /> <br />~Mary-Having them all flutter up must be something to behold. <br /><br />~Mr. Walker- Some things live deep enough that people keep them there--they keep fluttering up though, don't they? <br /><br />Thanks for your comments!brenda whttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00846306414656375463noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876400310749659322.post-6674186413535118982011-04-26T07:40:34.554-06:002011-04-26T07:40:34.554-06:00What an intriguing idea - just butterfly wings. In...What an intriguing idea - just butterfly wings. In motion, they can be overstimulating, while at rest, most calming. I love those last two stanzas - it makes me wonder why she put them away in that jar on a shelf in her soul.Mr. Walkerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05507517064398624652noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876400310749659322.post-12298058662560514782011-04-26T07:02:00.237-06:002011-04-26T07:02:00.237-06:00I was surrounded by butterflies yesterday in a but...I was surrounded by butterflies yesterday in a butterfly garden of a loca museum. Lovely, peaceful place. I wouldn't want to pluck or jar their wings though..but maybe symbolically, as in your beautiful poem.Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07366010389846904663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8876400310749659322.post-81077496457968930962011-04-26T06:57:43.196-06:002011-04-26T06:57:43.196-06:00This is simply magnificent.This is simply magnificent.Maude Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03669688074743095866noreply@blogger.com