tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7815144040570516301.post8229570499066306096..comments2024-02-09T18:35:53.055-08:00Comments on MyRandRSpace: So does Sunday follow Saturday?Lady In Readhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13791002474933656220noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7815144040570516301.post-49953141125968104402014-01-22T05:47:34.218-08:002014-01-22T05:47:34.218-08:00your line "Of cap-carrying monkeys" made...your line "Of cap-carrying monkeys" made me remember a book i recently read titled 'Hullabaloo in the Guava Orchard' by Kiran Desai (◕‿◕。) have a nice Wednesday<br /><br />much love...<br />Gillena Coxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09191865405561549074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7815144040570516301.post-72293933890350457212014-01-21T16:49:09.624-08:002014-01-21T16:49:09.624-08:00This brings back memories. This brings back memories. Belva Rae Stapleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16018806071465719524noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7815144040570516301.post-32767431802611514762014-01-20T17:57:40.981-08:002014-01-20T17:57:40.981-08:00I remember playing under the canopy of many old tr...I remember playing under the canopy of many old trees. Love to sit under them now. Enjoyed your poem.Sabra Bowershttp://sabrabowers.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7815144040570516301.post-56846575176686228692014-01-20T17:31:58.893-08:002014-01-20T17:31:58.893-08:00It would be so fun to truly find some long lost tr...It would be so fun to truly find some long lost trinkets from childhood just waiting for our return under a tree where we once sat!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13318991328136593536noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7815144040570516301.post-64539397652269561052014-01-20T14:22:18.436-08:002014-01-20T14:22:18.436-08:00Curiously many years ago I walked in the woods nea...Curiously many years ago I walked in the woods near my old childhood home and I did just this, discovering a tree with the barest remnants of a tree house I had built with my brother so many years before. But all could feel was Father Time shaking his head slowly. I loved your piece.Old Egghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14727444489103758018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7815144040570516301.post-66424527457902747162014-01-20T13:00:55.986-08:002014-01-20T13:00:55.986-08:00Fantastic imagery I can so imagine it, thanks for ...Fantastic imagery I can so imagine it, thanks for visiting today...Viv@Thoughts from the Desktophttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06730298140439036198noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7815144040570516301.post-31442434806013912612014-01-20T12:58:12.869-08:002014-01-20T12:58:12.869-08:00This is beautiful. I like the idea that what was...This is beautiful. I like the idea that what was important in one's childhood becomes important again in adulthood!!Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07366010389846904663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7815144040570516301.post-4939782370954913172014-01-20T12:46:04.350-08:002014-01-20T12:46:04.350-08:00That's a lovely childhood memory ~ Even in th...That's a lovely childhood memory ~ Even in the passage of time, the tree is canopied home ~ Gracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02213172239590722747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7815144040570516301.post-91712996285581462702014-01-20T12:30:32.435-08:002014-01-20T12:30:32.435-08:00I miss those Pinewood Derby days! Enjoy. They go q...I miss those Pinewood Derby days! Enjoy. They go quickly.Deb Nance at Readerbuzzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12128529491888701996noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7815144040570516301.post-59066862783353674152014-01-20T11:49:12.387-08:002014-01-20T11:49:12.387-08:00This has a wonderful dreamy feel..I think we can s...This has a wonderful dreamy feel..I think we can still find magical places even if (we're meant to be) grown upJae Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11509244123008832611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7815144040570516301.post-89789952131376997232014-01-20T10:41:16.133-08:002014-01-20T10:41:16.133-08:00I could just picture you in the protection of the ...I could just picture you in the protection of the trees, beautiful. Pealogichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06369877267076357849noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7815144040570516301.post-42967626124781326122014-01-20T06:55:17.492-08:002014-01-20T06:55:17.492-08:00smiles...we used to play in the woods...and build ...smiles...we used to play in the woods...and build homes and forts so i have a lot of memories there...and mom calling us home...its all still there you know...waiting on us...cool verse....and pine wood derby...used to do that as a kid as well....very cool...Brian Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00722940075884718007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7815144040570516301.post-6758453987537551482014-01-20T02:28:29.809-08:002014-01-20T02:28:29.809-08:00There is a beautiful coming of age sentiment in th...There is a beautiful coming of age sentiment in this poem... the contrast of being a child when all is possible to the dream of nesting in the canopy... and the tree a red thread.. brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7815144040570516301.post-89637333590671088402014-01-19T21:01:16.162-08:002014-01-19T21:01:16.162-08:00A home nestled
In my canopied home
Away from home....A home nestled<br />In my canopied home<br />Away from home....awww...made me smile... there's beautiful comfort in this... a tree is home to so many insects, birds and yes...people as well...smilesClaudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03011763027311966186noreply@blogger.com