tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post280494628007311994..comments2024-03-05T10:48:27.842-06:00Comments on Confessions Of A Laundry Goddess: She Played Love LettersSusie Clevengerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09239990133754328967noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-11255374509930813682011-09-30T03:09:14.373-05:002011-09-30T03:09:14.373-05:00Oh this is sad.
Anna :o]Oh this is sad.<br /><br />Anna :o]hyperCRYPTICalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11967085628384237933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-71787342662833348362011-09-28T02:48:21.040-05:002011-09-28T02:48:21.040-05:00sweet and sad melodysweet and sad melodyIsabel Doylehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17974989548030799086noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-72868980673156082752011-09-28T00:03:03.043-05:002011-09-28T00:03:03.043-05:00Interesting and unanticipated ending.Interesting and unanticipated ending.Liz Rice-Sosnehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14705708193546909432noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-46021948016069491592011-09-27T17:40:55.499-05:002011-09-27T17:40:55.499-05:00very original - so sadvery original - so sadChronicles of Illusionshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16168156674895078729noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-12479080390563162312011-09-27T01:59:03.981-05:002011-09-27T01:59:03.981-05:00playing love letters till time itself is drowned.....playing love letters till time itself is drowned...<br />i wonder what the violin thought of all that..Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-42940169674200189002011-09-26T20:50:51.192-05:002011-09-26T20:50:51.192-05:00She didn't want to be rescued. She wanted to b...She didn't want to be rescued. She wanted to be loved.<br />Truer words were never spoken, nor so well.<br /><br />Kay, Alberta, Canada<br />An Unfittie’s Guide to Adventurous TravelKay L. Davieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09966266404058177742noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-14243733588687752952011-09-26T17:09:16.148-05:002011-09-26T17:09:16.148-05:00They say the beauty is in the chase and not the ap...They say the beauty is in the chase and not the apprehending...but a little apprehending would be nice, after a while. Poor dear, I feel her.Fireblossomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07040525704916368792noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-59634036251495945252011-09-26T13:03:14.998-05:002011-09-26T13:03:14.998-05:00Oh, Susie, this is so sad. I would have wished th...Oh, Susie, this is so sad. I would have wished that she would have given up the solitary violin playing a bit earlier and searched out match.com.Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07366010389846904663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-35814760543834807132011-09-26T12:19:08.263-05:002011-09-26T12:19:08.263-05:00oh, i want to add the line...and then it found her...oh, i want to add the line...and then it found her....smiles...evocative piece...we got some nice synchro going on in our magpies this week...Brian Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00722940075884718007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-81934680905358985432011-09-26T12:17:10.215-05:002011-09-26T12:17:10.215-05:00Wowzers, this one really spoke to me.......powerfu...Wowzers, this one really spoke to me.......powerful, so well done.Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-28832322732484224592011-09-26T12:00:59.584-05:002011-09-26T12:00:59.584-05:00Gosh, not an ending I expected... but {sigh} I gue...Gosh, not an ending I expected... but {sigh} I guess the mention of violin should have alerted me to its possibility. I do love the poem's opening lines:<br /><br /><em>She played<br />love letters<br />on her violin</em><br /><br />...the kind of line that makes me wish I'd written that.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-8646542995232039952011-09-26T10:31:30.293-05:002011-09-26T10:31:30.293-05:00Sigh - heartbreakingly lovely. Love this.Sigh - heartbreakingly lovely. Love this.Mystic_Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00099062213372011260noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-11872627259512697562011-09-26T10:31:20.917-05:002011-09-26T10:31:20.917-05:00Yes, indeed, the time for enough does come to all ...Yes, indeed, the time for enough does come to all of us eventually. And a dismal day it is when hope dies.Kerry O'Connorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00720862912375945249noreply@blogger.com