tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19031373.post4447230251895669767..comments2023-10-28T05:02:24.579-05:00Comments on talking to myself: October's Bright Blue WeatheremmapeelDallashttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05045502725282481075noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19031373.post-26737600863732048982008-10-04T20:44:00.000-05:002008-10-04T20:44:00.000-05:00Wow! what a neat story and wonderful poem....It i...Wow! what a neat story and wonderful poem....It is amazing how poetry can have such an impact...the use of words and the power they weild...like a sword without a tether....look up high in that endless sky for....October's Bright Blue Weather ..;)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19031373.post-48075809644358512812008-10-04T20:43:00.002-05:002008-10-04T20:43:00.002-05:00I really liked the poem. This is the season!!! I...I really liked the poem. This is the season!!! I am always amuzed how some people don't see this season as magical and beautiful.....my ex........he hates this season. Why? Because he knows that winter is coming. Hmmmmmmm......what do you think.......his theory ........half full or half empty? I won't tell!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19031373.post-88692967899219813162008-10-04T20:43:00.001-05:002008-10-04T20:43:00.001-05:00Oh! And these lines are exquisite:Bright leaves s...Oh! And these lines are exquisite:<BR/><BR/>Bright leaves sink noiseless in the hush<BR/>Of woods, for winter waiting;<BR/><BR/>THANKS!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19031373.post-1930396999008122292008-10-04T20:43:00.000-05:002008-10-04T20:43:00.000-05:00It's funny, I don't usually associate blue with Oc...It's funny, I don't usually associate blue with October. I came from coastal NC originally, moved to NW Ohio. Both states have their share of rainy, cloudy weather in October. Then there are the inevitable bright colors as the leaves turn. But blue? But, you know, it's true. There ARE bright blue skies in October sometimes. Crisp blue. A lovely thought.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19031373.post-53342952946905881192008-10-04T20:42:00.002-05:002008-10-04T20:42:00.002-05:00Gorgeous writing here, Judi. Up here where we have...Gorgeous writing here, Judi. Up here where we have the maples, birches, and pin oaks, it's been raining for a week, wih no end in sight. Uffda!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19031373.post-56672696471182792072008-10-04T20:42:00.001-05:002008-10-04T20:42:00.001-05:00beautiful. judibeautiful. <BR/><BR/>judiAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19031373.post-57984272978177376742008-10-04T20:42:00.000-05:002008-10-04T20:42:00.000-05:00What a beautiful poem and such love behind it...gr...What a beautiful poem and such love behind it...great memories of your father. <BR/><BR/>DeAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19031373.post-56717669048504144662008-10-04T20:41:00.002-05:002008-10-04T20:41:00.002-05:00Beautiful... I loved the poem and the entry. I kno...Beautiful... I loved the poem and the entry. I know what you mean about fall... However brief it may be here, it does have more color than Texas. Just wish it'd last longer lol... October's bright blue weather is certainly a relief.<BR/><BR/>~LilyAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19031373.post-23624199694565402322008-10-04T20:41:00.001-05:002008-10-04T20:41:00.001-05:00The poem is lovely. And thank you for the glimpse...The poem is lovely. And thank you for the glimpse of your father. <BR/><BR/>Lisa :-]Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19031373.post-13587247302116337842008-10-04T20:41:00.000-05:002008-10-04T20:41:00.000-05:00Lovely. ;) C.Lovely. ;) C.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19031373.post-14103696736329347392008-10-04T20:40:00.001-05:002008-10-04T20:40:00.001-05:00Wow, you really took me there with you. Such a lo...Wow, you really took me there with you. Such a lovely tribute to your father. I think all people have their difficult-ness, but we are who we are and those that love us learn to adapt to what makes us tick. Sounds like you have full heart for your father, and you gave me a full heart, too. Have a good one.<BR/><BR/>DawnieAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-19031373.post-68701187458962501932008-10-04T20:40:00.000-05:002008-10-04T20:40:00.000-05:00October! The changing of the season...stirs our ...October! The changing of the season...stirs our perceptiveness...forces us to be a witness to the glory of nature!....Your photo is amazing! It has catured the poetic in Nature! Enjoy your October morning! <BR/><BR/>Marc :)Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com