tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post7234989041936269105..comments2023-10-24T09:29:32.492-04:00Comments on the golden fish: the lonely winter windstevenhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14132104804524716898noreply@blogger.comBlogger25125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-11664634567574132312010-01-29T23:13:02.297-05:002010-01-29T23:13:02.297-05:00Your wind must be in cahoots with Inglebert Humper...Your wind must be in cahoots with Inglebert Humperdink....<br /><br />"Please release me let me go..."<br /><br /><br />Happy daysDelwynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16813713107604750354noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-44445156150036241022010-01-28T21:47:43.338-05:002010-01-28T21:47:43.338-05:00Release me. Wonderful. I sat with my friend, Walte...Release me. Wonderful. I sat with my friend, Walter, for almost an hour, chanting quietly with another friend who happened to be there, too. <br /><br />Walter's not quite journeyed across yet, but, like the wind in your night bedroom, he's gone most of the way.Dan Gurneyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11628603380292404658noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-43857651029769965732010-01-28T17:27:02.044-05:002010-01-28T17:27:02.044-05:00It makes me think of Wuthering Heights! (very atm...It makes me think of Wuthering Heights! (very atmospheric; perhaps this is why Sting says that winter is the season for imagination?)Beehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02375981493145612394noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-15228762941038668632010-01-28T14:43:21.695-05:002010-01-28T14:43:21.695-05:00Late at night when the wind picks up the windows s...Late at night when the wind picks up the windows shake and expand with the pressure. I always fear they'll explode in millions of pieces. I love listening to it, although I bring the kids into my bed, just in case.Angie Muresanhttp://www.angiemuresan.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-51121344156312775242010-01-28T13:47:27.967-05:002010-01-28T13:47:27.967-05:00Lovely juxtaposition of the amber and the deep gra...Lovely juxtaposition of the amber and the deep gray.Tess Kincaidhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04889725786678984293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-47329603131127008862010-01-28T12:45:28.785-05:002010-01-28T12:45:28.785-05:00The force of the wind scattered our thoughts,made ...The force of the wind scattered our thoughts,made us cranky, picked us up and slammed us into objects, hard- I could lean my back against the wind with my coat open and elevate...growing up in 80 mile an hour winds on the high plains might have tempered me but I could not wait to get out of there! I agree, the only time the wind is of some comfort is sleeping snuggly ,rigging slapping reasuringly, anchored well and securely, on a sailboat knowing that it will power you back to the harbour when needed.Linda Suehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03070050388987072100noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-38469274005868355062010-01-28T09:58:19.309-05:002010-01-28T09:58:19.309-05:00It's the voice of deep winter. But the wheel i...It's the voice of deep winter. But the wheel is turning. spring will come again. And you'll be on your bike, riding next to the river.<br /><br />For now, snuggle up!Reya Mellickerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13076092659507965666noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-56613225200233719572010-01-28T09:57:13.440-05:002010-01-28T09:57:13.440-05:00Out in the country surrounded by agricultural fiel...Out in the country surrounded by agricultural fields, there is nothing to block the wind. Cold in the winter but welcome in the summer.ellen abbotthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00535475792150335186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-1387640533151126602010-01-28T09:00:03.405-05:002010-01-28T09:00:03.405-05:00Nice poem! I like the wind and its sound around me...Nice poem! I like the wind and its sound around me.Thanks.Angelo azzurrohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00210766908247200063noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-61424761348422000772010-01-28T07:49:38.354-05:002010-01-28T07:49:38.354-05:00The ocean's waters can speak, too. Beautiful,...The ocean's waters can speak, too. Beautiful, Steven.Golden Westhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04590087189810939432noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-31835229503382446132010-01-28T07:32:35.949-05:002010-01-28T07:32:35.949-05:00I am sitting here in tears because I just finished...I am sitting here in tears because I just finished reading Dan' post about Walter. How appropriate to come over here and find your words "release me."<br />Beautiful.<br />Thank you, Steven!Jenny Stevninghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08019351898496801498noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-89171799420438517222010-01-28T07:14:09.380-05:002010-01-28T07:14:09.380-05:00Of all the elements, the wind is the most haunting...Of all the elements, the wind is the most haunting.<br /><br />And the only one that seems to speak.Barryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13824632356834631279noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-47487379754563786312010-01-28T07:03:54.063-05:002010-01-28T07:03:54.063-05:00It is a time to refresh. It is like putting on per...It is a time to refresh. It is like putting on perfume for the first date. Winter is a wonderland for Spring.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-90906906381032689782010-01-28T07:02:47.503-05:002010-01-28T07:02:47.503-05:00pauline thankyou very much and i am glad that you ...pauline thankyou very much and i am glad that you have enjoyed them. despite winter's bare and icy demanour it's a fruitful time in terms of awareness for me. stevenstevenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14132104804524716898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-74783060936856147762010-01-28T07:01:55.113-05:002010-01-28T07:01:55.113-05:00hello elsiabeth - i came across these wild grasses...hello elsiabeth - i came across these wild grasses in a valley not far from here. amazingly they withstand all of winter's blasts and snows and rains and whatever else. the presence of the wind - well i love it no matter what it is doing but the sounds it makes in the late night are strangely comforting. stevenstevenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14132104804524716898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-39271363417949785462010-01-28T07:00:32.023-05:002010-01-28T07:00:32.023-05:00kathleen - i empathized with the wind, oh yes i di...kathleen - i empathized with the wind, oh yes i did. thanks for pointing me towards the rothko chapel. i didn't know about it and so it's in my notebook to look up!!! have a peaceful day. stevenstevenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14132104804524716898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-14983335012013420802010-01-28T06:59:16.898-05:002010-01-28T06:59:16.898-05:00rachel - among my most cherished memories are the ...rachel - among my most cherished memories are the sounds of rigging on small boat masts. your memory conjures up some of the places i've experienced that. the air carries stories and songs. it has passed through so many people for all of history. stevenstevenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14132104804524716898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-8745889808185121832010-01-28T06:57:32.810-05:002010-01-28T06:57:32.810-05:00stacey j. i recall a friend from yorkshire in engl...stacey j. i recall a friend from yorkshire in england describing a wind such as last nights as "a lazy wind. it'd as soon go through you as 'round you." last nights wind had something else about it as well - something soft and present. not sad but mournful. have a lovely warm day! stevenstevenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14132104804524716898noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-34593581126424390942010-01-28T06:52:12.629-05:002010-01-28T06:52:12.629-05:00The last two posts have been lovely, lovely, in bo...The last two posts have been lovely, lovely, in both word and imagery. The wind simply wanted to warm up by the fire...Paulinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14555472024981357622noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-18195239984478786352010-01-28T05:19:38.347-05:002010-01-28T05:19:38.347-05:00Your haunting winter wind gives a strange form of ...Your haunting winter wind gives a strange form of comfort through your words and the shimmering wheat under leaden skies. Thanks, Steven.Elisabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04015624747225433940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-1955738376921441692010-01-28T05:19:37.407-05:002010-01-28T05:19:37.407-05:00Your haunting winter wind gives a strange form of ...Your haunting winter wind gives a strange form of comfort through your words and the shimmering wheat under leaden skies. Thanks, Steven.Elisabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04015624747225433940noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-21321667948759451382010-01-28T01:53:33.669-05:002010-01-28T01:53:33.669-05:00Oh, and I just saw your Rothko quote. You MUST, if...Oh, and I just saw your Rothko quote. You MUST, if you have not already, visit the Rothko chapel in Houston one day. It's otherworldly.Kathleenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18372015226222285350noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-89465720939538209262010-01-28T01:52:25.011-05:002010-01-28T01:52:25.011-05:00Zounds! I can hear "release me" quite of...Zounds! I can hear "release me" quite often myself! It's almost worth not replacing the glass! Lovely, Steven. Peace, my friend.Kathleenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18372015226222285350noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-51527473981554665342010-01-28T00:47:40.503-05:002010-01-28T00:47:40.503-05:00This post reminded me of when I walked by the mari...This post reminded me of when I walked by the marina after a big storm and the wind seemed to be the calls of those who had survived the battle of the elements, and the ropes played the most haunting chimes against the masts...I had walked for miles to hear it and when I got home I discovered I was pregnant with my son...magical..Rachel Fentonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10046917627054462214noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8767484157936178574.post-88786567617287538622010-01-28T00:47:39.383-05:002010-01-28T00:47:39.383-05:00low, cold and thin...i like what this conjures ins...low, cold and thin...i like what this conjures inside me.<br /><br />you are a blessed spirit,<br /><br />much loveStacey J. 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