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Re: SAm
Thank SAM.yes the sun is shining and I must tell you my cousin moved to be near his daughter. First a lot of the tiles blew off the cottage. The fence fell down and a big tree is lurking much too near. One can't just chop trees down there ,one has to get some stupid permission..
posted by
C_C_T
on March 13, 2017 at 1:51 AM
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I thought the close was profound! I hope you are feeling better! sam
posted by
sam444
on March 12, 2017 at 3:57 PM
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Re: Ciel
You will be quoting Wordsworth next Ciel. I think I might re-read your book to get to feel like the frogs.
posted by
C_C_T
on March 12, 2017 at 12:26 PM
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Re:Annicita
Thank you A. Keep your chin up.
posted by
C_C_T
on March 12, 2017 at 12:24 PM
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Re: FS
Yes pleased to say it is not morning sickness.
posted by
C_C_T
on March 12, 2017 at 12:23 PM
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RPresta
Well I was a bit fed up with blogit RP. but it is alright now. I do post old poems if I like them a little. Thank you.
posted by
C_C_T
on March 12, 2017 at 12:22 PM
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Re: Pat
Yes Pat it has been so wet we cannot get all the ground dug over and the rotavators just make it sticky. Although i have picked a few anemones.
posted by
C_C_T
on March 12, 2017 at 12:17 PM
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Re: Taps
Thanks Taps I hope it is not blogit sickness.
posted by
C_C_T
on March 12, 2017 at 12:12 PM
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It's coming up on spring, no point to getting ill. Daffs are raising their heads, opening towards the sometimes sun, frogs are frolicking in the little pond, wearing duckweed at a rakish angle... Forsythia down the road is suddenly bright yellow even in the grey and misty day...
I especially like the first line of your poem: The yellow rose that lit the wall that summer...
posted by
Ciel
on March 12, 2017 at 9:57 AM
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I hope you all are feeling better now...Joy can leave at the drop of a hat.
posted by
FormerStudentIntern
on March 12, 2017 at 9:55 AM
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C_C_T
Sorry to hear you are under the weather. You must rest until you feel better. Your poem had a touch of the magical in it.
posted by
Sea_Gypsy
on March 11, 2017 at 3:48 PM
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It's the time of year to be weary. Get a nap before spring gardening
and the eternal planting-weeding-harvesting...
posted by
Pat_B
on March 11, 2017 at 3:17 PM
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posted by
Annicita
on March 11, 2017 at 12:58 PM
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Great poem.
Sorry you are weary.
Hope you are not coming down with something.
posted by
TAPS.
on March 11, 2017 at 11:14 AM
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