Comments on: Poem #2: Grandmother’s Spark http://www.shadesofcrimson.com/2009/12/02/poem-2-grandmothers-spark/ Rendering the Write Impact Tue, 07 Feb 2012 13:13:05 +0000 hourly 1 http://wordpress.org/?v=3.3.1 By: Davina http://www.shadesofcrimson.com/2009/12/02/poem-2-grandmothers-spark/comment-page-1/#comment-2787 Davina Tue, 08 Dec 2009 05:27:00 +0000 http://www.shadesofcrimson.com/?p=7077#comment-2787 Oooh I like that perspective! Not what I was thinking when I wrote the poem... but with poems, they take you where you land. Any interpretation goes. The angle I was using was that I had lit a fire and was daydreaming about when my grandmother was still alive. I came back to reality at the end to see my own hands. Oooh I like that perspective! Not what I was thinking when I wrote the poem… but with poems, they take you where you land. Any interpretation goes. The angle I was using was that I had lit a fire and was daydreaming about when my grandmother was still alive. I came back to reality at the end to see my own hands.

]]> By: Cath Lawson http://www.shadesofcrimson.com/2009/12/02/poem-2-grandmothers-spark/comment-page-1/#comment-2781 Cath Lawson Tue, 08 Dec 2009 03:48:37 +0000 http://www.shadesofcrimson.com/?p=7077#comment-2781 I loved this one too Davina. Did the part at the end refer to how you feel about aging yourself? Tell me if I'm wrong - I'm not great at interpreting the meaning of poems. .-= Cath Lawson´s last blog ..<a href="http://cathlawson.com/2009/12/07/does-social-networking-improve-your-business-your-brain/">Does Social Networking Improve Your Business & Your Brain?</a> =-. I loved this one too Davina. Did the part at the end refer to how you feel about aging yourself? Tell me if I’m wrong – I’m not great at interpreting the meaning of poems.
.-= Cath Lawson´s last blog ..Does Social Networking Improve Your Business & Your Brain? =-.

]]> By: Davina http://www.shadesofcrimson.com/2009/12/02/poem-2-grandmothers-spark/comment-page-1/#comment-2742 Davina Fri, 04 Dec 2009 17:01:10 +0000 http://www.shadesofcrimson.com/?p=7077#comment-2742 Hi Barbara. I wonder how they did it... getting up that early. The older I get, the later I seem to want to sleep. It was comforting to wake up and have the fire built and breakfast served. The good old days! Hi Patricia. Having fun on twitter? :-) Thanks for the clarification. I wondered about that because I don't ever remember reading that you were adopted. Hi Barbara.
I wonder how they did it… getting up that early. The older I get, the later I seem to want to sleep. It was comforting to wake up and have the fire built and breakfast served. The good old days!

Hi Patricia.
Having fun on twitter? :-) Thanks for the clarification. I wondered about that because I don’t ever remember reading that you were adopted.

]]> By: patricia http://www.shadesofcrimson.com/2009/12/02/poem-2-grandmothers-spark/comment-page-1/#comment-2738 patricia Fri, 04 Dec 2009 05:39:22 +0000 http://www.shadesofcrimson.com/?p=7077#comment-2738 oh I was typing too fast...much not must...I was late for my workshop I was having so much fun on twitter and reading posts! No I was not adopted!...My maternal Grandparents lived in Winnepeg and came to White Rock when I set off for College. I only spent like a few weeks with them in my life. My Paternal Grandparents were from Scotland via Kenora, Ontario...my PG's died of TB when my father was 9 (the middle child of 5 boys) and his father was killed in a hunting accident when he was 11 or 12 ( I have one picture of them) and only a couple of stories...the boys were farmed out to various relatives across Canada. .-= patricia´s last blog ..<a href="http://patriciaswisdom.com/2009/12/tripping-and-reading-the-light-fantastic/">Tripping and Reading the Light Fantastic</a> =-. oh I was typing too fast…much not must…I was late for my workshop I was having so much fun on twitter and reading posts!

No I was not adopted!…My maternal Grandparents lived in Winnepeg and came to White Rock when I set off for College. I only spent like a few weeks with them in my life. My Paternal Grandparents were from Scotland via Kenora, Ontario…my PG’s died of TB when my father was 9 (the middle child of 5 boys) and his father was killed in a hunting accident when he was 11 or 12 ( I have one picture of them) and only a couple of stories…the boys were farmed out to various relatives across Canada.
.-= patricia´s last blog ..Tripping and Reading the Light Fantastic =-.

]]> By: Barbara Swafford http://www.shadesofcrimson.com/2009/12/02/poem-2-grandmothers-spark/comment-page-1/#comment-2737 Barbara Swafford Fri, 04 Dec 2009 05:13:35 +0000 http://www.shadesofcrimson.com/?p=7077#comment-2737 Hi Davina, Mmmmm! This poem brings back wonderful memories of my grandmother who also was the first to rise, building the fire and then starting breakfast. Grandmothers truly are special people. And you're a very good poet. .-= Barbara Swafford´s last blog ..<a href="http://bloggingwithoutablog.com/save-time-copy-paste-a-post/">Save Time – Copy & Paste A Post</a> =-. Hi Davina,

Mmmmm! This poem brings back wonderful memories of my grandmother who also was the first to rise, building the fire and then starting breakfast.

Grandmothers truly are special people.

And you’re a very good poet.
.-= Barbara Swafford´s last blog ..Save Time – Copy & Paste A Post =-.

]]> By: Davina http://www.shadesofcrimson.com/2009/12/02/poem-2-grandmothers-spark/comment-page-1/#comment-2733 Davina Fri, 04 Dec 2009 03:41:16 +0000 http://www.shadesofcrimson.com/?p=7077#comment-2733 Hi Jim. Thanks for the comment. It's always nice to have a non-blogger friend drop in :) WOW! You read poetry! Hi Betsy. You're welcome :) Verklempt -- I learned a new word today. Aren't grandmothers a blessing? Hi Dot. Thank you. My grammie was very speshul! Hi Julie. Thanks :-D This gives me a lot of pleasure, writing like this. It feels like by allowing this to emerge, I'm being massaged in some way. Hard to explain, but I truly love doing this. Thanks for your suggestions; I'll keep my eyes peeled for contests... Hi Matthew. Thanks for popping in! Driving in the country at night -- ah, nice memory. It's neat to peek in the windows on the way by for a glimpse of "family". Hi Lori. Thank you! And thanks for the advice to carry me through the doubts. Now all I need are 3 or 4 more hours in the day! :-) Hi Vered. Glad you enjoyed this. Grandmother connections run deep, don't they? Hi Hilary. Awh, I'm touched that you are going to share it with your mother. I don't have a fireplace either and you talking about a yule log has inspired me to put on a virtual fireplace CD tonight; complete with the crackling sound in the background. Give a poem a try... I'd love to read one from you. Just think about something that opens up feelings and let the words pour out. Let the story talk to you. It doesn't have to rhyme. Hi Tammy. It's great to see you! :-D I'm hanging in there... just. But pumped nevertheless. Hi Patricia. Hey, maybe I'll write a rough one on purpose. THAT would be fun! Thanks for the support :-) So, you were adopted Patricia? Hi Jannie. Thank you. You, my girl, are AWESOME with words. I remember that post of Barbara Swafford's where you replied to all the comments in rap. Watching a true artist in action -- it was fantastic! Hi Jim.
Thanks for the comment. It’s always nice to have a non-blogger friend drop in :) WOW! You read poetry!

Hi Betsy.
You’re welcome :) Verklempt — I learned a new word today. Aren’t grandmothers a blessing?

Hi Dot.
Thank you. My grammie was very speshul!

Hi Julie.
Thanks :-D This gives me a lot of pleasure, writing like this. It feels like by allowing this to emerge, I’m being massaged in some way. Hard to explain, but I truly love doing this. Thanks for your suggestions; I’ll keep my eyes peeled for contests…

Hi Matthew.
Thanks for popping in! Driving in the country at night — ah, nice memory. It’s neat to peek in the windows on the way by for a glimpse of “family”.

Hi Lori.
Thank you! And thanks for the advice to carry me through the doubts. Now all I need are 3 or 4 more hours in the day! :-)

Hi Vered.
Glad you enjoyed this. Grandmother connections run deep, don’t they?

Hi Hilary.
Awh, I’m touched that you are going to share it with your mother. I don’t have a fireplace either and you talking about a yule log has inspired me to put on a virtual fireplace CD tonight; complete with the crackling sound in the background. Give a poem a try… I’d love to read one from you. Just think about something that opens up feelings and let the words pour out. Let the story talk to you. It doesn’t have to rhyme.

Hi Tammy.
It’s great to see you! :-D I’m hanging in there… just. But pumped nevertheless.

Hi Patricia.
Hey, maybe I’ll write a rough one on purpose. THAT would be fun! Thanks for the support :-) So, you were adopted Patricia?

Hi Jannie.
Thank you. You, my girl, are AWESOME with words. I remember that post of Barbara Swafford’s where you replied to all the comments in rap. Watching a true artist in action — it was fantastic!

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