tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2713720862851700501.post3248002263966383247..comments2023-11-02T01:11:11.760-07:00Comments on LostNights Scribblings: Letting GoGeorgehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04903004698363242844noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2713720862851700501.post-20341318682428821232009-01-27T16:27:00.000-08:002009-01-27T16:27:00.000-08:00When ya gonna post something new, you must have an...When ya gonna post something new, you must have an arsenal of crazy good stuff, George.Noelle Dunn.... A Poet in Progresshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17770013944671340961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2713720862851700501.post-3943535002638419382009-01-26T17:26:00.000-08:002009-01-26T17:26:00.000-08:00I am feeling a lot better, now I'm just trying to ...I am feeling a lot better, now I'm just trying to catch up to everyone.<BR/><BR/>Thank you for all of your wonderful responses...Georgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04903004698363242844noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2713720862851700501.post-35546988895062060502009-01-26T14:21:00.000-08:002009-01-26T14:21:00.000-08:00I know just how you feel, my friend. It isn't eas...I know just how you feel, my friend. It isn't easy seeing a, once beautiful, dwelling place gone to ruin! I love the way you have paired that great photo with your very reflective poem. <BR/><BR/>"... Still empty after all these years<BR/>Creaking floors that holds so many tears" - <BR/><BR/>Such a wistful longing there.<BR/><BR/>It is hard to see a house that was once full of life and laughter and, yes - even tears, stand vacant and deteriorating. So many memories - so many days gone.K.Lawson Gilberthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11204234196229710524noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2713720862851700501.post-4458776315035917102009-01-26T13:45:00.000-08:002009-01-26T13:45:00.000-08:00Hi, George! It's so good to see you again. I hop...Hi, George! It's so good to see you again. I hope you're feeling better. I look forward to catching up on what I've missed here! <BR/><BR/>I agree with everyone's positive comments about this poem. The imagery is beautiful. You've created a wonderful "ghost" of a house here...the old clapboard falling down, the memories, etc. Letting go is so hard. But I also love the twist you have at the end. Excellent work, George!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2713720862851700501.post-3460605151262076292009-01-26T10:47:00.000-08:002009-01-26T10:47:00.000-08:00I feel like I am sharing in your memory. I love be...I feel like I am sharing in your memory. I love being able to picture the children riding their bikes. Wonderful poem! Thank you George.Laurahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18183043671142742318noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2713720862851700501.post-32516315419425699862009-01-25T20:37:00.000-08:002009-01-25T20:37:00.000-08:00nice post george...i feel sad bout your postnice post george...i feel sad bout your postAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11191208975667376986noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2713720862851700501.post-10232929631648232712009-01-25T06:56:00.000-08:002009-01-25T06:56:00.000-08:00very melancholy atmosphere in thisvery melancholy atmosphere in thisCrafty Green Poethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02486633917197181851noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2713720862851700501.post-60291193739551159152009-01-21T14:48:00.000-08:002009-01-21T14:48:00.000-08:00Hi Christopher. Welcome to this side of the woods....Hi Christopher. Welcome to this side of the woods.<BR/><BR/>I think we all eventually come to that realization that when it's the time to let it go as we close to door behind us.<BR/><BR/>Thanks again for coming by...Georgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04903004698363242844noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2713720862851700501.post-62008945475720160802009-01-21T14:34:00.000-08:002009-01-21T14:34:00.000-08:00Thanks, Tracey. I always enjoy hearing your though...Thanks, Tracey. I always enjoy hearing your thoughts.Georgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04903004698363242844noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2713720862851700501.post-1832019016007388082009-01-21T11:00:00.000-08:002009-01-21T11:00:00.000-08:00Hey George, thanks for keeping on. The more you d...Hey George, thanks for keeping on. The more you do the work, the deeper the changes the work will make in you. The old house...sometimes I go by the house I left behind, the first one I owned, owned it for twenty years but had to mortgage twice over to save my financial butt. So I own it no more...christopherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04201537517464996231noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2713720862851700501.post-84640281090467924442009-01-20T22:48:00.000-08:002009-01-20T22:48:00.000-08:00George - This is sad, but you are so very correct ...George - This is sad, but you are so very correct in saying<BR/><BR/>"Letting go sometimes evokes powerful emotions some sad, some of renewal."<BR/><BR/>Thank you for posting this.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2713720862851700501.post-70111601417656053922009-01-20T07:48:00.000-08:002009-01-20T07:48:00.000-08:00welcome Findingmywingsinlife. Feel free to wander ...welcome Findingmywingsinlife. Feel free to wander around anytime.<BR/><BR/>Letting go sometimes evokes powerful emotions some sad, some of renewal.<BR/><BR/>Visitors are very appreciated...Georgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04903004698363242844noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2713720862851700501.post-9898885243316332412009-01-20T07:35:00.000-08:002009-01-20T07:35:00.000-08:00Hi Tracy, Thanks...Hi Tracy, Thanks...Georgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04903004698363242844noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2713720862851700501.post-91455842590771074962009-01-20T07:19:00.000-08:002009-01-20T07:19:00.000-08:00So many things that are hard to let go, this is a ...So many things that are hard to let go, this is a beautiful poem, albeit a sad one. I look forward to reading more things you decide to post, this has captured my attention.findingmywingsinlifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09266911119841941945noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2713720862851700501.post-76656424620737327342009-01-20T06:02:00.000-08:002009-01-20T06:02:00.000-08:00George, this is really wonderful!George, this is really wonderful!She Who Works Her Willhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15670571393763553497noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2713720862851700501.post-62155975396924317602009-01-19T15:58:00.000-08:002009-01-19T15:58:00.000-08:00Hi Charli, I'm glad you came by for a visit.It is ...Hi Charli, I'm glad you came by for a visit.<BR/><BR/>It is funny how things that are important in our lives will do that...Georgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04903004698363242844noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2713720862851700501.post-78199447206917783792009-01-19T15:01:00.000-08:002009-01-19T15:01:00.000-08:00Hi George. I could really see this place. I have a...Hi George. I could really see this place. I have a place like that in my own heart.<BR/><BR/>Funny how places become us (and we become them) and then we leave them and they continue to survive without us. <BR/><BR/>The picture is great too.Charli Henleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03658855543720819878noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2713720862851700501.post-10458898437726364442009-01-19T08:01:00.000-08:002009-01-19T08:01:00.000-08:00Thanks Carol, It was good seeing ya dropping by th...Thanks Carol, It was good seeing ya dropping by the old stomping grounds...<BR/><BR/>Noelle, Yeah.. I was trying to write something that people attach themselves to, only to have to let it go. Such as love and home.<BR/><BR/>I'm glad you felt that too...<BR/><BR/>Shadow, A visit from you always makes my day. <BR/><BR/>Sadness and neglect tares away of what completes happiness stability.<BR/><BR/>Though I'd been sick for week, while recuperating, I can't believe how much had happen in the blogging neighborhood in my absence. It will take awhile to catch up...Georgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04903004698363242844noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2713720862851700501.post-5031821715997631882009-01-19T07:18:00.000-08:002009-01-19T07:18:00.000-08:00such sadness and neglect. but whatever is, the mem...such sadness and neglect. but whatever is, the memories still are. nice. very, very nice!Shadowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05999801833389058410noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2713720862851700501.post-78661019963272970532009-01-19T05:28:00.000-08:002009-01-19T05:28:00.000-08:00Whoa...I totally felt that sadness and I agree wit...Whoa...I totally felt that sadness and I agree with Carol on the imagery. Good one!! Keep them coming.Noelle Dunn.... A Poet in Progresshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17770013944671340961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2713720862851700501.post-32561142454755633092009-01-19T04:45:00.000-08:002009-01-19T04:45:00.000-08:00Love the imagery George. I could hear the creek o...Love the imagery George. I could hear the creek of the gate and echoes of the past. I felt nostalgia, the essence of 'what if,' and the voices resonated from the tattered clapboard. <BR/><BR/>Thanks for the read!<BR/>Carol :-)onepersonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10395600714257162622noreply@blogger.com