tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post10026463982362199..comments2023-12-06T00:48:23.734-08:00Comments on Daily Writing Practice: Thursday October 23rd, 2014Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14952331166517430843noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post-53373043361562810222014-11-01T15:15:35.371-07:002014-11-01T15:15:35.371-07:00Greg - thank you!
Really enjoyed yours as well. Y...Greg - thank you!<br /><br />Really enjoyed yours as well. Your opening stanza is especially great, as it paints a very clear, dramatic picture in my mind.<br /><br />Ivybennet - very powerful poetry from you today. Can really feel the emotions moving below the surface on this one.<br /><br />Nicole - I know, right? :/<br /><br />And thank you :)Marchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14952331166517430843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post-66284199443093956862014-10-24T08:04:17.282-07:002014-10-24T08:04:17.282-07:00Aw, Max. :-(
I loved your writing snippet!Aw, Max. :-(<br />I loved your writing snippet!Nicolehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15115854996029876654noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post-48803797824306935882014-10-24T07:07:01.904-07:002014-10-24T07:07:01.904-07:00Stone is immovable.
Stubborn in its immobility and...Stone is immovable.<br />Stubborn in its immobility and durability.<br />A stone will not—cannot—bend its knees<br />To another. It will not succumb.<br />The wind may blow and the water may pound,<br />Eroding only over time. Slowly they will eat away<br />But the stone will yield until all that remains <br />Is a grain of sand. <br /><br />For this and this alone<br />I shall turn my heart to stone<br />And nevermore <br />Be cut to the core<br />Or slashed by hate and regret to the bone.<br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post-71015545045909497262014-10-24T05:59:36.121-07:002014-10-24T05:59:36.121-07:00Wow, that's a really unfortunate chain of even...Wow, that's a really unfortunate chain of events. You have my sympathy; it's amazing that everything was cancelled and closed and so hard to find other children. I think you made the best of a difficult situation though!<br />Wow, that's a strong piece today! The words are almost as hard and flinty in places as the soil will be in the winter you're describing! The third paragraph is particularly effective, I think.<br /><br /><b>Hardening</b><br />The hiss of hot iron in water,<br />The kiss of the quench.<br />The blacksmith leaning in,<br />The fires of the forge rising behind him,<br />Like a penitent's vision of hell.<br />The annealing of someone's soul,<br />Making harder, stronger, more...<br />resilient.<br />Decree nici.<br /><br />Cold snow on the pathways,<br />No heating inside.<br />Blue fingers, blue hearts.<br />"Did you say the children had died?"<br />Lawyers, lawyers, more lawyers.<br />Decree absolute.<br /><br />A kiss from lips made of marble,<br />"I'll never be hurt again."<br />But who loves a man who's a statue?<br />Love shatters against him in vain.<br /><br />The hiss of hot iron in water,<br />The kiss of the quench.<br />Greghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08503319830584828982noreply@blogger.com