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But of course how could you have a doubt.

posted by Kabu on February 17, 2007 at 1:43 PM | link to this | reply

lionladroar

Thank you very much for your comment.

Have you read the story on my Fiction blog that evolved from the poem?

( Bit of free advertising, see?)

posted by ariel70 on February 17, 2007 at 1:43 PM | link to this | reply

Kabu

 

Yep, I know you bin readin' my file now!

posted by ariel70 on February 17, 2007 at 1:41 PM | link to this | reply

arial70 you're just an old softy

posted by Kabu on February 17, 2007 at 1:24 PM | link to this | reply

Hi ariel, moving heart beating poem
Full of love and joy, beautifully crafted with imagery in natures garden. Thank you sir

posted by lionladroar on February 16, 2007 at 2:16 PM | link to this | reply

OTA

 

Thank you. Once one gets used to it, it's great not having a TV!

BTW, are you reading Blackberries on my Fiction blog? I'll post part 2 tonight ( Spanish time, that is )

posted by ariel70 on February 16, 2007 at 6:21 AM | link to this | reply

Ariel

had to come back and read this again.. it is truly exquisite..please forgive my poor spelling.

(btw.. I totally agreed with Avant about the poor use of TV in this world. I don't watch for the reasons he posted.. was just pondering how wonderful it might be with out the beast )

posted by Blue_feathers on February 16, 2007 at 4:28 AM | link to this | reply

Beautiful poem, Ariel!
And it reminds me that a friend of mine gave me a couple of bottles of blackberry wine a few years ago - a very interesting libation...

posted by Nautikos on February 15, 2007 at 7:43 PM | link to this | reply

this is just equisite..

OTA

posted by Blue_feathers on February 15, 2007 at 5:05 PM | link to this | reply

Reni

 

How very nice to see you back! Well, and your front as well, of course! Wotcha bin up to, eh?

Yep, there's nothing like the smell of stweing blackberries, is there? The plot thickens in tmorrow's sequel.

Be well, amiga.

posted by ariel70 on February 15, 2007 at 12:05 PM | link to this | reply

.Dave

 

Thank you.

Actually, I'm a reincarnation of Andrew Lloyd Peacock ; got a bit fed up with that draughty attic and them guttering candles, see?

Dog? Dog? Dog, schmog! That's what one is up against today ; one simply cannot get the staff!

posted by ariel70 on February 15, 2007 at 12:03 PM | link to this | reply

ariel--blackberries always were my favorite--now even more so
excellent...

posted by Renigade on February 15, 2007 at 12:02 PM | link to this | reply

Kat02

 

Why, thank you very much! How very nice of you to say so. It is satisfying when one can entertain/move/amuse/whatever other bloggers, isn't it?

Thank you for calling in, and your continuing support.

posted by ariel70 on February 15, 2007 at 12:00 PM | link to this | reply

Tony

 

Thank you. Yep, I must say I've got a little corner in my heart that loves ... hey, let's be honest here, okay? just wallows in stuff like that.

I'm quite brazen about it, too. No shame at all, some guys! LOL

Thank you for calling in, and your continuing support.

el (sentimental )Tel

posted by ariel70 on February 15, 2007 at 11:57 AM | link to this | reply

Rumored

 

Yep, ain't that the truth! The story that came from the poem is on my fiction blog, and I must say that I love it. Gosh, I guess I'm just an old softie at heart!

Thank you for calling in, and your continuing support.

posted by ariel70 on February 15, 2007 at 11:54 AM | link to this | reply

Ariel, brings back memories of first falling in love...too many years ago
to count, but at this point, who's counting?.....

posted by Rumor on February 14, 2007 at 7:51 PM | link to this | reply

Well done, El Tel - mastery of an old but still attractive form.

posted by Antonionioni on February 14, 2007 at 3:10 PM | link to this | reply

Nicley done

posted by Kat02 on February 14, 2007 at 11:53 AM | link to this | reply

Excellent poem.

posted by afzal50 on February 14, 2007 at 11:00 AM | link to this | reply

Now then, Christina Rosetti or Andrew Marvell or whatever your name is,

what were you saying about gooey?

(That's for Lady Ariela, not you, you old reprobate masquerading as a young Keats. Here's yours... )

I'll do those links for you if I can find the email. My dog ate it, I think.

And I haven't even got a dog.

posted by _dave_says_ack_ on February 14, 2007 at 10:39 AM | link to this | reply