tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965057919533255375.post4463733723954368183..comments2023-05-08T08:02:34.240-05:00Comments on Crazy, poetic life: Reaching For The StarsDana Dampierhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00711570817935555856noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965057919533255375.post-33504159899355239002012-10-06T19:17:28.533-05:002012-10-06T19:17:28.533-05:00First time here..
Beautifully written poem.First time here..<br />Beautifully written poem.Jan Maderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15028376414981383091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965057919533255375.post-45209038548137575892012-10-06T09:13:40.625-05:002012-10-06T09:13:40.625-05:00Ouch, sadOuch, sadSabio Lantzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12963476276106907984noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965057919533255375.post-22370864000979613252012-10-06T01:57:20.340-05:002012-10-06T01:57:20.340-05:00Loved it, what a way you have with words. Very evo...Loved it, what a way you have with words. Very evocative. Thank you for allowing me to read it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965057919533255375.post-2614232654360564722012-10-05T16:14:33.481-05:002012-10-05T16:14:33.481-05:00"Grabbing star dust, I sprinkle my eyes in or..."Grabbing star dust, I sprinkle my eyes in order to regain a lost spark that once resided among deep blue knowing."<br /><br />wow, this is so wonderful.<br />what a sad, amazing, beautiful work.<br />thank you for sharing...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965057919533255375.post-7470515056919705802012-10-05T15:26:05.094-05:002012-10-05T15:26:05.094-05:00I know that feeling, and you tell is well. We go t...I know that feeling, and you tell is well. We go to the well to quench our thirst. If our throat is dried with need again, don't believe that the trips to the well are in vain. They are necessary to life. Your writing is like a canteen. You can take refreshing sips without sacrificing your daily responsibilities. But never regret taking time to replenish. Peace & Blessings, dear one.Lara Britthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14074379735801347854noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965057919533255375.post-5302246134465805982012-10-05T09:20:44.148-05:002012-10-05T09:20:44.148-05:00Thank you! Thank you! Dana Dampierhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00711570817935555856noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965057919533255375.post-19218195996902070592012-10-05T09:19:39.776-05:002012-10-05T09:19:39.776-05:00Thank you Mary! I'm so glad you and everyone e...Thank you Mary! I'm so glad you and everyone else is enjoying my poem! I really appreciate you stopping by to read and leave me your thoughts.Dana Dampierhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00711570817935555856noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965057919533255375.post-44393251731887490562012-10-05T09:18:10.421-05:002012-10-05T09:18:10.421-05:00Exactly, I totally agree. Even if you don't re...Exactly, I totally agree. Even if you don't receive an answer, just the process of giving yourself over to it can be comforting.Thank you for stopping by!Dana Dampierhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00711570817935555856noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965057919533255375.post-75078012696683212512012-10-05T09:16:08.526-05:002012-10-05T09:16:08.526-05:00Thanks Wood! I really appreciate the kind words.Thanks Wood! I really appreciate the kind words.Dana Dampierhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00711570817935555856noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965057919533255375.post-80122400627249030902012-10-05T09:15:21.642-05:002012-10-05T09:15:21.642-05:00Anna, even your comments are beautiful! Thank you ...Anna, even your comments are beautiful! Thank you for this prompt and coming by to read my poem.Dana Dampierhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00711570817935555856noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965057919533255375.post-52272812590864068632012-10-05T09:14:07.557-05:002012-10-05T09:14:07.557-05:00Thanks Claudia! I know just about every night I wa...Thanks Claudia! I know just about every night I walk outside and look up at the stars. That's when I get to actual think and ponder, a little alone time after a hectic day.Dana Dampierhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00711570817935555856noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965057919533255375.post-88706620686804147562012-10-05T09:11:36.775-05:002012-10-05T09:11:36.775-05:00Yes, we find our escapes from the hardships of lif...Yes, we find our escapes from the hardships of life, but all to often they only last a short while. Thanks Brian!Dana Dampierhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00711570817935555856noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965057919533255375.post-16064932664845844382012-10-05T09:09:49.169-05:002012-10-05T09:09:49.169-05:00Thank you Sheila!Thank you Sheila!Dana Dampierhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00711570817935555856noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965057919533255375.post-36641528749804986682012-10-05T07:58:47.178-05:002012-10-05T07:58:47.178-05:00well done. i like the same line Mary points out, t...well done. i like the same line Mary points out, that is a great image, sprinkling the eyes with stardust. love the closing line as wellAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965057919533255375.post-79070588903013372512012-10-05T06:48:39.152-05:002012-10-05T06:48:39.152-05:00" Grabbing star dust, I sprinkle my eyes in o..." Grabbing star dust, I sprinkle my eyes in order to regain a lost spark that once resided among deep blue knowing. Taking moon dust, I lather my skin to regain the radiant glow of my youthful lust for life. " I really like the use of both star dust and moon dust, as pandamoniumcat said...looking to the heavens for what we need. This poem has deep feeling and great clarity.Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07366010389846904663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965057919533255375.post-29439105979815885862012-10-05T02:52:57.591-05:002012-10-05T02:52:57.591-05:00We always seem to look to the heavens for answers,...We always seem to look to the heavens for answers, and there not always forthcoming but just the silence is sometimes just enough oh and the moondust... :) nice write~Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965057919533255375.post-46101923982856446392012-10-05T00:20:41.218-05:002012-10-05T00:20:41.218-05:00the whole poem is dipped in goddess light, warm an...the whole poem is dipped in goddess light, warm and smooth. i enjoyed this very muchphillip woodruff (jalopy dreams)https://www.blogger.com/profile/08224547506080365774noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965057919533255375.post-35607460378561430912012-10-04T23:29:01.331-05:002012-10-04T23:29:01.331-05:00The emotional core of this poem creates its own gr...The emotional core of this poem creates its own gravitational force. Crushing and liberating, ascending and falling we are drawn in orbit. I love the anointing in star and moon dust. Claudia put it best :).Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17392858163745232319noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965057919533255375.post-79268051649328315792012-10-04T22:54:42.277-05:002012-10-04T22:54:42.277-05:00the more caged we feel, the more we long for the c...the more caged we feel, the more we long for the celestial... a felt and honest write danaClaudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03011763027311966186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965057919533255375.post-18793475239339761762012-10-04T21:40:39.353-05:002012-10-04T21:40:39.353-05:00oy i def feel the trapped-ness in the opening...an...oy i def feel the trapped-ness in the opening...and have felt it before in my own life...i love the bath you give yourself in the celestial...there is magic in that...but my heart pings again at the knowing it is all too fleetingBrian Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00722940075884718007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7965057919533255375.post-76383256210918125802012-10-04T21:18:55.002-05:002012-10-04T21:18:55.002-05:00beautiful. an aching I feel as wellbeautiful. an aching I feel as wellSheilahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06541409754494611831noreply@blogger.com