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Love the picture

posted by StrickGold on November 9, 2009 at 2:52 PM | link to this | reply

Troosh

This other facet of you, Troosha, the thoughtful, melancholic, ruminating poet, that you often include in between your poetic streams, makes the whole blog such a beauty to behold, a new song sung!

posted by abanerjee on November 8, 2009 at 9:39 PM | link to this | reply

...it seems to be one of those days (for the last several weeks)...moon

posted by magic_moon on November 8, 2009 at 9:29 PM | link to this | reply

Troosha - Loved the picture of thoughtful ponderance and yes the poem has a bit of me too.

posted by shobana on November 8, 2009 at 9:27 PM | link to this | reply

Troosh

This describes my usual state of mind with uncanny accuracy...

posted by Nautikos on November 8, 2009 at 7:12 PM | link to this | reply

It is difficult for me to remember what I was like when I was that age.
I don't remember lamenting very often, and I don't remember taking much time to ponder.
I think I was just a bit rambunctious and made decisions a little too quickly sometimes.
I think I might still be the same way almost 70 years later.  LOL

posted by TAPS. on November 8, 2009 at 6:49 PM | link to this | reply

Troosha

This poetry describes that face of the cute little girl perfectly.

"Speechless are my lips and thoughts
as they dissolve into lament
into ruminations revolving
and lonely yet calculating ponder"

posted by WileyJohn on November 8, 2009 at 5:26 PM | link to this | reply

I hate it when I feel that way.

posted by FormerStudentIntern on November 8, 2009 at 1:54 PM | link to this | reply

what a cute sad girl, hope this isnt the way you are feeling

posted by lustorlove on November 8, 2009 at 12:42 PM | link to this | reply

Beautifully expressed!

posted by SFJoseph on November 8, 2009 at 11:34 AM | link to this | reply

i loved the cute little picture you posted

but when I scrolled down I loved the poem even more. Any writer must have felt that same exact thing with their own blood.

posted by Tzippy on November 8, 2009 at 10:17 AM | link to this | reply

Troosha  ~ your grief, your lament touches me and even your thoughful expressions here inspire and promote ponderance in me as well ~ your tenderness reaches out no matter. ~Elyse 

posted by elysianfields on November 8, 2009 at 8:23 AM | link to this | reply

and then suddenly the clouds lifet, sunlight pours in and inspiration

returns.

posted by Kabu on November 8, 2009 at 8:15 AM | link to this | reply

This uncertainty passes when inspiration takes over!

posted by hardilaziz on November 8, 2009 at 6:52 AM | link to this | reply