tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859401242211888920.post5537008012082382324..comments2023-10-10T10:13:23.885-05:00Comments on Writing in the Bachs: Sunday Scribbling: HarvestOther Maryhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09189646933597252108noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859401242211888920.post-48586613230623484782010-10-19T08:30:01.077-05:002010-10-19T08:30:01.077-05:00Thank you. And, @ anacronk, yes, got that, lol. ...Thank you. And, @ anacronk, yes, got that, lol. I actually love fall and pumpkins and all that stuff.Other Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09189646933597252108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859401242211888920.post-87969528465686590782010-10-18T23:45:11.176-05:002010-10-18T23:45:11.176-05:00Oh, I meant in your poem, not you. You are very t...Oh, I meant in your poem, not you. You are very talented. Hope that came across right. :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859401242211888920.post-74311200224415010312010-10-18T23:42:30.984-05:002010-10-18T23:42:30.984-05:00Why indeed speak of pumpkins when you can be moros...Why indeed speak of pumpkins when you can be morose! You do it so well. There is no hope here - so sad.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859401242211888920.post-49470761641041780122010-10-18T22:34:47.864-05:002010-10-18T22:34:47.864-05:00There have been many days that I've felt like ...There have been many days that I've felt like this. Your poem has definitely captured that sad, introspective mood.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18119718461267453386noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859401242211888920.post-28387281247316825922010-10-18T21:49:26.312-05:002010-10-18T21:49:26.312-05:00sew with regret,
sorry to hear that.
powerful piec...sew with regret,<br />sorry to hear that.<br />powerful piece.Linda Bob Grifins Korbetis Hallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01546696605935159862noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859401242211888920.post-27993805667684819152010-10-18T17:54:34.191-05:002010-10-18T17:54:34.191-05:00Once again we see here the accurate depiction of t...Once again we see here the accurate depiction of the trials of farming; the endless work to put food on our table that we think comes from the supermarket. A sad and reflective piece that shows the circle of life for some is not that easy. Loved it.Old Egghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14727444489103758018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859401242211888920.post-26083092394822935672010-10-18T10:32:45.323-05:002010-10-18T10:32:45.323-05:00I see the ruts made by a wagon rollng across field...I see the ruts made by a wagon rollng across fields of sorrow and grief. interesting...provoking...I will chew on this like a piece of strawGeorge S Battyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15407137341843413701noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859401242211888920.post-81399758086752240532010-10-18T08:31:41.547-05:002010-10-18T08:31:41.547-05:00I could really feel the burden on your narrator...I could really feel the burden on your narrator's shoulders. The weight of repeating the same things over and over..very powerful..thanks for visiting..JaeJae Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11509244123008832611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-859401242211888920.post-77328850977952766992010-10-17T22:20:24.727-05:002010-10-17T22:20:24.727-05:00Sad words, but true of the labors of harvest time....Sad words, but true of the labors of harvest time. Nicely written.Reflectionshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09655163868990155242noreply@blogger.com