tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post8240324141844104185..comments2023-12-06T00:48:23.734-08:00Comments on Daily Writing Practice: Thursday July 19th, 2012Marchttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14952331166517430843noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post-1504855906449692782012-07-20T22:07:56.440-07:002012-07-20T22:07:56.440-07:00Greg - surely there must be a dessert that makes u...Greg - surely there must be a dessert that makes use of it? I shall have to look that up!<br /><br />It's not rubbish! I quite like the opening stanza, in fact. But I can understand that a noisy office can stomp all over creative efforts.<br /><br />I'm quite glad I don't have to deal with that anymore, actually.<br /><br />Morrigan - thanks, and the same to you :)<br /><br />I can quite easily imagine that scene. Kind of makes me want to join in :DMarchttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14952331166517430843noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post-33848422126039007022012-07-20T21:20:00.892-07:002012-07-20T21:20:00.892-07:00Hope all is well & everyone's having a goo...Hope all is well & everyone's having a good summer.<br /><br /><><br /><br />The kids love to play<br />With polymer clay<br />They make little faces<br />And fantasy places<br />Then paint their creation<br />To add characterizationAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17749129580923663555noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1149217012399643733.post-43663628058879559702012-07-20T01:06:06.023-07:002012-07-20T01:06:06.023-07:00Garlic is fantastic stuff! Glad that you're g...Garlic is fantastic stuff! Glad that you're getting a good crop of it, it's the kind of thing that's useful for almost everthing. Except maybe dessert....<br />Harold and Patty seem like a pleasant couple, and I like the way you convey their age only by reference to their grandson; very subtle, very pleasing.<br /><br /><b>Clay</b><br />The river is unsubtle today,<br />A roaring tumult, a soaking spray,<br />Waves that threaten as I dig for clay:<br />The river nymphs all at play.<br /><br />I throw the clay upon the wheel,<br />The silence of the studio appeals,<br />And when the pot has been annealed,<br />It's like fire from the Gods I steal.<br /><br />Ok, so that's going nowhere and it's rubbish, but I can't concentrate with the racket around me at the moment. You'd never believe this was supposed to be an office....Greghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08503319830584828982noreply@blogger.com