tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456333369930820298.post3673189888311509814..comments2024-03-29T03:00:15.690-04:00Comments on Susan's Poetry: The End of All Hallow's EveSusanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05723639294340760325noreply@blogger.comBlogger24125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456333369930820298.post-25113861315780833072015-11-04T20:58:49.766-05:002015-11-04T20:58:49.766-05:00This is a charming little Halloween sketch - beaut...This is a charming little Halloween sketch - beautiful wordsmithing with a dash of humor. Wendy Bourkehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09475940407969993348noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456333369930820298.post-62576711762133546322015-11-03T20:32:06.656-05:002015-11-03T20:32:06.656-05:00Feeling of such comfort and peace goes from your p...Feeling of such comfort and peace goes from your poem. Thank you.humbirdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00106270909713851811noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456333369930820298.post-10410072182317804392015-11-03T16:24:17.520-05:002015-11-03T16:24:17.520-05:00The poem is so beautifully weaved and the oil pain...The poem is so beautifully weaved and the oil painting added more beauty to it :)Purba chakrabortyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10726789340791239305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456333369930820298.post-71420462519190074792015-11-02T15:20:24.640-05:002015-11-02T15:20:24.640-05:00Nice trick removing the porch light bulb. Bet you ...Nice trick removing the porch light bulb. Bet you didn't have to buy excessive amounts of candy. Lol<br /><br />Much love...Gillena Coxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09191865405561549074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456333369930820298.post-45323938478994179502015-11-02T13:51:26.373-05:002015-11-02T13:51:26.373-05:00"I'll look for tricks in the morning.&quo..."I'll look for tricks in the morning." I have a feeling someone gets their trees papered during Halloween, hopefully that isn't the case though.Merlinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15869415129095293489noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456333369930820298.post-17096499943243385882015-11-02T12:55:03.883-05:002015-11-02T12:55:03.883-05:00The ending really gets me. I love how you mourn th...The ending really gets me. I love how you mourn the ending of Halloween. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10789110344284451941noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456333369930820298.post-18707196372519065412015-11-02T08:37:58.706-05:002015-11-02T08:37:58.706-05:00Yes, it is all over! A fleeting episode remembered...Yes, it is all over! A fleeting episode remembered on account of its eerie conduct once a year.Many among the young and old had enjoyed it. It was good when it lasted.<br /><br />Hankkaykualahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03240206222973305395noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456333369930820298.post-13789559921166651672015-11-02T00:38:41.463-05:002015-11-02T00:38:41.463-05:00Hopefully no tricks and sweet whol leaves to enjoy...Hopefully no tricks and sweet whol leaves to enjoy a while.Victoriahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13437738911794797906noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456333369930820298.post-67886150524436293022015-11-01T19:08:09.281-05:002015-11-01T19:08:09.281-05:00The leaf raking, sorting, letting the crushed ones...The leaf raking, sorting, letting the crushed ones stay - what amazing imagery. I hope there were no tricks! We have no children in our neighborhood and kids from other neighborhoods do not come - lights out on all 10 of the houses!tonispencerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04200564195675794747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456333369930820298.post-41078832818441819492015-11-01T18:12:55.355-05:002015-11-01T18:12:55.355-05:00The world continues to dance around us and who say...The world continues to dance around us and who says we should join in? If we choose to be a lone star shining who is to say no? A beautifully graphic poem Susan.Old Egghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14727444489103758018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456333369930820298.post-42792085591294440562015-11-01T16:08:06.350-05:002015-11-01T16:08:06.350-05:00I like the ambivalence of old celebrations and shu...I like the ambivalence of old celebrations and shunning the event with the light bulb trickeryAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456333369930820298.post-66451996946322627312015-11-01T14:16:29.838-05:002015-11-01T14:16:29.838-05:00I liked the leaving of the crushed leaves, too. Da...I liked the leaving of the crushed leaves, too. David Suzuki says leaving leaves where they fall helps the butterfly larvae to develop and birth more butterflies. Works for me, LOL.Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456333369930820298.post-59628297114701565312015-11-01T14:05:48.996-05:002015-11-01T14:05:48.996-05:00beautiful.. how time moves.. I'm just curious,...beautiful.. how time moves.. I'm just curious, did you move the clocks this night? cause here we've done that one week ago and I was just wondering..Natašekhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07529563989376279044noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456333369930820298.post-16050971800500418502015-11-01T13:40:27.261-05:002015-11-01T13:40:27.261-05:00An image of a isolation brought about by oneself.....An image of a isolation brought about by oneself... Powerful and evocative. I really liked the ending: "I’ll check for tricks in the morning."<br />-HAAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456333369930820298.post-52834983258824098532015-11-01T13:00:31.780-05:002015-11-01T13:00:31.780-05:00I love that second stanza.I love that second stanza.Maude Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03669688074743095866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456333369930820298.post-87590094174194500992015-11-01T12:53:33.258-05:002015-11-01T12:53:33.258-05:00I think you had a fun Halloween around the fire pi...I think you had a fun Halloween around the fire pit and especially not giving out treats...we were inundated this year because of the nice weather and ran out of candy only an hour into the evening. Then out with the light and time to cozy up.Donna@LivingFromHappinesshttp://www.livingfromhappiness.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456333369930820298.post-15806934863006965852015-11-01T11:44:01.509-05:002015-11-01T11:44:01.509-05:00So many levels in this poem...the image of the sor...So many levels in this poem...the image of the sorted piles of leaves is simply stunning.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456333369930820298.post-14142017499594412842015-11-01T10:11:18.337-05:002015-11-01T10:11:18.337-05:00Hiding is sometimes good...Hiding is sometimes good...Gailhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04219479223227928561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456333369930820298.post-40718440888092395822015-11-01T09:43:58.558-05:002015-11-01T09:43:58.558-05:00loved your porch light trick. :Dloved your porch light trick. :Ddsnake1https://www.blogger.com/profile/08724264906690080704noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456333369930820298.post-28503017997808816812015-11-01T09:43:03.801-05:002015-11-01T09:43:03.801-05:00Love the unlit porch-light... I always knew that t...Love the unlit porch-light... I always knew that the ghosts are afraid of the dark. Love the symbolism in raking the leaves. brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456333369930820298.post-49985431614601405262015-11-01T09:29:40.642-05:002015-11-01T09:29:40.642-05:00love how you ended this onelove how you ended this oneSuyashJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06332045821743367072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456333369930820298.post-86191486409113063192015-11-01T09:28:45.478-05:002015-11-01T09:28:45.478-05:00This is such a perfect poem for the season :D
Bea...This is such a perfect poem for the season :D <br />Beautifully penned.<br /><br />Lots of love,<br />SanaaSanaa Rizvihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06681404650477409830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456333369930820298.post-68336369637767280372015-11-01T07:45:33.483-05:002015-11-01T07:45:33.483-05:00Those last two lines really are a treat - if you w...Those last two lines really are a treat - if you will pardon the pun - i think sorting those red green and gold leaves seems vital and a kind of remembrance and appreciation for the transition into a new season - a grown up kind of celebration...and the porch light trick - a cunning plan ;)Jae Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11509244123008832611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-456333369930820298.post-83058956712800319302015-11-01T07:19:07.707-05:002015-11-01T07:19:07.707-05:00I like the symbolism of raking the unbroken leaves...I like the symbolism of raking the unbroken leaves, but the crushed ones can stay awhile.....old memories of what was once and is no more can carry us into winter when even the crushed ones disappear. I like the good humor of the last stanza & hope there were no tricks discovered in the morning!Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07366010389846904663noreply@blogger.com