tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912094816780327975.post5501290394617172368..comments2023-12-05T23:02:28.580-05:00Comments on Excursions and Diversions: On the WatersSteve Kinghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04818671944215117618noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912094816780327975.post-71007988399512527972012-04-25T14:25:30.930-04:002012-04-25T14:25:30.930-04:00Such lovely imagery and reflection, it so reminds ...Such lovely imagery and reflection, it so reminds me of the reservoir where I love to go walking. A peaceful kind of solitude, of feeling one with nature. A beautiful poem, Steve. I love your words!Ginny Brannanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15298060016652737538noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912094816780327975.post-40571745925248707662012-04-25T00:40:02.185-04:002012-04-25T00:40:02.185-04:00'fickling with each rise and fall'.. that&...'fickling with each rise and fall'.. that's it exactly<br /><br />Much to enjoy here.. reflections, refractions .. I'm writing one about an early morning paddle.. many shared ripples I think.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912094816780327975.post-6070479887316651442012-04-24T21:26:44.282-04:002012-04-24T21:26:44.282-04:00Very nice introspection..I like how you capture th...Very nice introspection..I like how you capture that moment of stillness and seeing the play of shadow and light ~ <br /><br />A pleasure to read your work ~Scarlethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03330793338813508704noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912094816780327975.post-26547409630515295112012-04-24T19:55:54.034-04:002012-04-24T19:55:54.034-04:00The pace here is hypnotic as light reflected off w...The pace here is hypnotic as light reflected off water, the reader doesn't dive, but wades a step at a time, deeper and deeper to where nothing is sure, to where everything is a rippled refraction of itself...it's hard to capture the sensation of water in words(I've tried and failed many times) but here it is a living element, as it should be, both historically and poetically. My favorite lines are those that begin at "...The face upon the waters/puzzles now a dawning mystery:<br />eyes flash across each gathered wave..." and end ,<br />"...fickling with each rise and fall,/first smile, then frown to bottom out the depths;/no Narcissus charm to beckon/from the spirit floating there..." You've written a lovely piece here, Steve, and one I'll remember.hedgewitchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13090696134322515899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912094816780327975.post-63298983679373052082012-04-24T18:04:56.899-04:002012-04-24T18:04:56.899-04:00This poem mesmerizes me...as does the sea...you st...This poem mesmerizes me...as does the sea...you stoop to see and things scatter...change...as does the sea and tides...all things linger on their own thin edge...like our dreams, hopes, visions, the sea here mirrors that...this is a beautiful work...and to me one of your best.xAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912094816780327975.post-85658935820895364552012-04-24T17:10:49.456-04:002012-04-24T17:10:49.456-04:00Wonderful imagery in this with a bit of mystery, g...Wonderful imagery in this with a bit of mystery, great write Steve.ayalahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13243362803799877014noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912094816780327975.post-31442756389309356962012-04-24T16:57:51.426-04:002012-04-24T16:57:51.426-04:00very cool images you paint here...feels a bit myst...very cool images you paint here...feels a bit mysterious, a bit twilight, bit magical.. just as the water or life can be...nice work steveClaudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03011763027311966186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912094816780327975.post-53105944434036746592012-04-24T16:10:14.075-04:002012-04-24T16:10:14.075-04:00you paint some great imagery with your words steve...you paint some great imagery with your words steve...and in this one each word seems measured and serves a purpose...i catch that bit of magical mystery as well in this...touches of another world...Brian Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00722940075884718007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912094816780327975.post-42391450187949923282012-04-24T15:29:36.894-04:002012-04-24T15:29:36.894-04:00Steve...seems everyone is lacing a little bit of s...Steve...seems everyone is lacing a little bit of smokey mystery into their work this evening. Love the haunting quality of the read, the seashore at moonlight when ghosts are free to roam...you've set a most poetic tone!Tashtoohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15847190224960829574noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8912094816780327975.post-65706088819775458102012-04-24T08:20:07.358-04:002012-04-24T08:20:07.358-04:00Such sights are great to behold
But not as shiny a...Such sights are great to behold<br />But not as shiny as gold<br />For they will always rearrange<br />Not so nicely either but then I like strangePat Hatthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07745293224202430152noreply@blogger.com