tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post8676019001489549548..comments2024-03-05T10:48:27.842-06:00Comments on Confessions Of A Laundry Goddess: Graveyard ShiftSusie Clevengerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09239990133754328967noreply@blogger.comBlogger11125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-60207340628729791802014-02-08T06:22:11.328-06:002014-02-08T06:22:11.328-06:00Your graveyard, my predawn garden -- same job, sam...Your graveyard, my predawn garden -- same job, same lamplight, different ends of the world! blueorannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-59295218155764467632014-02-07T14:41:34.451-06:002014-02-07T14:41:34.451-06:00When I'm tired, poetry does not happen, but I ...When I'm tired, poetry does not happen, but I adore the quiet of the night. Good thing I am able to catch up on sleep on Saturday mornings usually. :)<br /><br />This is a tight, awesome poem!Margarethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00007201357693227614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-77282224901109647082014-02-06T23:21:11.578-06:002014-02-06T23:21:11.578-06:00"Poetry works the graveyard shift"........."Poetry works the graveyard shift"......wowzers, I wish i had written that - but I'm way too tired to be up late. Smiles. Loved this, kiddo.Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-83160481100603376022014-02-06T15:24:23.221-06:002014-02-06T15:24:23.221-06:00it really does. :)it really does. :)Marianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04030161532713347225noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-29410797607861487712014-02-06T13:49:16.263-06:002014-02-06T13:49:16.263-06:00I love this! I haven't written during the grav...I love this! I haven't written during the graveyard shift. I usually work the early morning shift! I'll pass you when you clock out and I clock in!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13318991328136593536noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-74647748126184332582014-02-06T10:11:52.625-06:002014-02-06T10:11:52.625-06:00I agree ... absence of sleep makes the words come ...I agree ... absence of sleep makes the words come better.Helenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16619199535376925989noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-32146274480981421452014-02-06T09:42:50.936-06:002014-02-06T09:42:50.936-06:00I totally wish that I had written this.I totally wish that I had written this.Maude Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03669688074743095866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-9500082124743089972014-02-06T09:27:01.453-06:002014-02-06T09:27:01.453-06:00Yes,I agree--I think we hear the voices much bette...Yes,I agree--I think we hear the voices much better when we are sleep deprived. ;_) hedgewitchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13090696134322515899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-11095832011511077912014-02-06T07:25:25.379-06:002014-02-06T07:25:25.379-06:00Poetry works the graveyard shift!
Indeed! I often...Poetry works the graveyard shift!<br /><br />Indeed! I often wonder if the tired brain releases a chemical that loosens one's hold on reality and allows access to imagination.Kerry O'Connorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00720862912375945249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-42149472725701969212014-02-06T01:52:30.499-06:002014-02-06T01:52:30.499-06:00and turn in to a lovely poem...............and turn in to a lovely poem...............Vandana Sharmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10270400982093787158noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3174947457823680382.post-38646984480292136162014-02-06T01:08:06.252-06:002014-02-06T01:08:06.252-06:00perfect, Susie. ~perfect, Susie. ~Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com