tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post8141292389760492020..comments2024-03-25T10:07:31.278-07:00Comments on There is no such thing as a God-forsaken town: Poetry Friday: NPM Spring Cleaning Day 16, More Spring PhotosRuthhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12463332371535167975noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-90335490507298391812021-04-22T10:44:48.511-07:002021-04-22T10:44:48.511-07:00Hi, Ruth. I especially love your skeleton house po...Hi, Ruth. I especially love your skeleton house poem. Even without the photograph, I can picture it from your words. My mother's favorite poem is Wordsworth's "Daffodils." I always think of the poem when the daffodils are in bloom.author amokhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09800868615186010584noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-83372063802455710332021-04-20T16:58:23.210-07:002021-04-20T16:58:23.210-07:00Love this smorgasbord of global floral poetry-jour...Love this smorgasbord of global floral poetry-journalism, Ruth! So poignant that the fragile daffodils are still blooming while the house falls apart.Michelle Heidenrich Barneshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02051827857519159837noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-7477017854004427602021-04-20T06:42:24.996-07:002021-04-20T06:42:24.996-07:00Spring flowers always fill my heart with joy. Clea...Spring flowers always fill my heart with joy. Clearly, they do for you, too. Thank you for sharing all of these with us, Ruth. Christie Wymanhttps://wonderingandwondering.wordpress.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-2647873359385142902021-04-18T06:12:36.565-07:002021-04-18T06:12:36.565-07:00I'm drawn to the last photo and poem, having g...I'm drawn to the last photo and poem, having grown up in a flat dry brown place with very little green and lots of sky sky sky sky sky. Perfect.Mary Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09078793537148794310noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-60403461048395937552021-04-18T02:56:20.819-07:002021-04-18T02:56:20.819-07:00Oops, too many tabs open. Sorry, Ruth--NOT Carol! ...Oops, too many tabs open. Sorry, Ruth--NOT Carol! My earlier comment still stands, except that you are always exploring both the light and dark in a way I love. So, ya know, just keep being you :>)laurasalashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13807781795919555208noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-5669074001395817352021-04-18T02:54:13.104-07:002021-04-18T02:54:13.104-07:00Wow, Carol. So much here! I love, "It doesn&#...Wow, Carol. So much here! I love, "It doesn't fit my NPM theme, exactly, but it does fit my love for spring flowers and friends who send me photos of them." Haha--way to embrace what falls into your lap that you love instead of keeping strictly to what you planned. That's a lesson I'm trying to learn, too. AND that house's skeleton! And those powerful stinking lilies. I love how much beauty you share in poetry, and I love to do that, too. But your poems that also look at the darker side of life are really strong. I hope you keep exploring that, too.laurasalashttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13807781795919555208noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-54782145031503711392021-04-17T17:22:08.187-07:002021-04-17T17:22:08.187-07:00Such a flourishing profusion of poems. I love your...Such a flourishing profusion of poems. I love your daffodil roots still living and the image of the dilapidated house. And I especially love your "Lilies that fester" I could see them and smell them. And thanks for the links to your poems–many treasures there!Michelle Koganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02575814872372518994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-83829301311750273822021-04-17T15:20:40.897-07:002021-04-17T15:20:40.897-07:00The garden of flowers and poetry has beautified my...The garden of flowers and poetry has beautified my day. Thank you for sharing, Ruth.Kimberly Hutmacherhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17481478199892532599noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-82002571801875617212021-04-17T14:13:29.991-07:002021-04-17T14:13:29.991-07:00An entire garden of poems! I especially love the b...An entire garden of poems! I especially love the brown/green/blue ending in skyskyskysky!Buffy Silvermanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07223895917772531703noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-56945013769639262132021-04-17T13:15:30.779-07:002021-04-17T13:15:30.779-07:00These photos of flowers and the photo from Kenya a...These photos of flowers and the photo from Kenya are stunning! There is so much truth and sadness, much emotion in your poem about the lillies. Janice Scullyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13913934779785635150noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-24364375585045546362021-04-17T08:44:31.288-07:002021-04-17T08:44:31.288-07:00I enjoyed reading your poems, Ruth, especially the...I enjoyed reading your poems, Ruth, especially the one with the daffodils by the old house. Daffodils are survivors! Many years ago when we first moved into this house I was cleaning up an area under a tree and mistakenly threw away daffodil bulbs. I was young and clueless! But they survived, and bloomed in the compost area behind the shed. Rose Cappellihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02021921189042554147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-70386789104978033302021-04-17T05:51:53.472-07:002021-04-17T05:51:53.472-07:00Ruth, today's stop is like a walk in the sprin...Ruth, today's stop is like a walk in the spring flower garden as each flower bursts in awakening. I enjoyed each poem. I have to say that the poem about the abandoned house was hauntingly beautiful. Like you, I wonder about all the stories that have been lost in a home abandoned. Maybe the daffodils, deep in their roots, could tell them. Cathyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08233792477358685156noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-48656573951960196172021-04-16T17:43:41.513-07:002021-04-16T17:43:41.513-07:00"Sky, sky, sky, sky. . ." That is a favo..."Sky, sky, sky, sky. . ." That is a favorite. I take so many pictures of the sky here & love that your friend sent that picture to you. I wrote a poem a few years ago, I think, about discarded flowers, too, but I cannot find it. I'll send if I ever do. Some stay & dry & I have two vases full of those, dried. I love the daffodils you've met as different personalities, Ruth. They truly are special spring welcomes. And I love <br />"brief bright visitors<br />that honor<br />the sweat <br />and the sore back<br />of the gardener who planted them<br />more than twenty years ago." My husband & I loved coming across an abandoned house with flowers still growing, especially in spring when driving in the country. They are certainly loyal & there! I love that you've written about them. Happy Weekend!Linda Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14983144542632353870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-49765117608883567882021-04-16T13:42:16.269-07:002021-04-16T13:42:16.269-07:00Now I'm curious about the smell of festering l...Now I'm curious about the smell of festering lilies. Such a great line to use for a golden shovel, Ruth. Glad you are awash in floral photos!Tabathahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14367572663591077922noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-77827629388560491772021-04-16T11:59:14.383-07:002021-04-16T11:59:14.383-07:00You are such a poet, Ruth. Your words flow and the...You are such a poet, Ruth. Your words flow and the solo daffodil is one I love. Spring burst yesterday. I am so happy. As soon as there are blue skies I am going out with my phone. I take the photos just to make me happy happy happy. A wonderful post today.<br />Janet Clare F.skanny17https://www.blogger.com/profile/07488350213473016250noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-52721079423411388642021-04-16T11:23:24.434-07:002021-04-16T11:23:24.434-07:00What a hopeful, blooming post! Thank you especiall...What a hopeful, blooming post! Thank you especially for the sky sky sky sky sky sky etc. xoIrene Lathamhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04905936104127707762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-78722235122121404452021-04-16T09:54:10.776-07:002021-04-16T09:54:10.776-07:00I love all the daffodil photos and poems, especial...I love all the daffodil photos and poems, especially the skeleton house with its brief bright visitors. So evocative!JoAnn Early Mackenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09823683173219671001noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-72086181291537331562021-04-16T09:39:22.634-07:002021-04-16T09:39:22.634-07:00Thanks for the poetry bouquet today, Ruth. Your fr...Thanks for the poetry bouquet today, Ruth. Your friends really came through with photos that inspired wonderful poems. Liked your take on the abandoned house with the daffodils that continue to bloom every year.jamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07859083373087448194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-26416504708214718992021-04-16T06:23:40.306-07:002021-04-16T06:23:40.306-07:00I'm not sure what prompted your call for daffo...I'm not sure what prompted your call for daffodils - but I do know I loved this wander through your garden of verse. That Kenyan sky line made me smile. Also the blushing daffodil.KatApel - katswhiskers.wordpress.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01297639228969549518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-17347001317353471432021-04-16T06:11:30.635-07:002021-04-16T06:11:30.635-07:00A beautiful bouquet of pictures and poems, Ruth. I...A beautiful bouquet of pictures and poems, Ruth. I especially love the contrasting view from Kenya, "Sky sky sky sky sky sky sky". :)Bridget Mageehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18185985167366724404noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26800186.post-8308288279817927052021-04-16T03:26:01.042-07:002021-04-16T03:26:01.042-07:00Ruth, I have been walking in your beautiful garden...Ruth, I have been walking in your beautiful garden this morning. The daffodils and red bud and snapshots of early spring are just what I needed this morning. Your poetry is a lovely path through the flowers...even the lilies. Linda Mitchellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00833034575304594924noreply@blogger.com