tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post2547860302984800303..comments2024-01-18T05:29:43.265-05:00Comments on The Music In It: Adele Kenny's Poetry Blog: National Poetry Month 2015ADELE KENNYhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09556261298519747516noreply@blogger.comBlogger138125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-76990949356272880432015-05-02T14:09:58.207-04:002015-05-02T14:09:58.207-04:00Adele, yes, I see what you mean! Mind you, any on...Adele, yes, I see what you mean! Mind you, any one of Risa's poems could serve as inspiration :) Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-24800525770729559322015-05-02T11:41:47.295-04:002015-05-02T11:41:47.295-04:00Thanks to you Adele! I am so grateful for having b...Thanks to you Adele! I am so grateful for having been included in the sharing and inspiration. Risahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06554583053304327137noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-21602335455046980382015-05-02T09:03:13.109-04:002015-05-02T09:03:13.109-04:00My thanks to all who visited "The Music In It...My thanks to all who visited "The Music In It" during National Poetry Month, to those who read and wrote, and to those who posted their comments and poems. The blog received between 300 and 400 hits daily throughout April. I hope the month was filled with poetry and light for all of you!ADELE KENNYhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09556261298519747516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-19620294511464563752015-05-02T09:01:03.624-04:002015-05-02T09:01:03.624-04:00Lewis, I think you may have a poem of your own ins...Lewis, I think you may have a poem of your own inspired by Risa's!ADELE KENNYhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09556261298519747516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-24425997793166800022015-05-02T09:00:18.317-04:002015-05-02T09:00:18.317-04:00A real sense of loss in these three lines. Thanks ...A real sense of loss in these three lines. Thanks for sharing, Risa!ADELE KENNYhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09556261298519747516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-28035264584156580202015-05-02T05:27:59.780-04:002015-05-02T05:27:59.780-04:00Risa, I love this. Brought an image of a heavy roc...Risa, I love this. Brought an image of a heavy rock falling (in slow-motion) to the bottom of a cold, deep river.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-58178205780293633082015-05-01T06:39:59.233-04:002015-05-01T06:39:59.233-04:00Alone
internal tears flow
the pain of abandonment...Alone<br /><br />internal tears flow<br />the pain of abandonment<br />weighs heavily on the heartRisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06554583053304327137noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-2656771163332037002015-04-30T13:28:07.619-04:002015-04-30T13:28:07.619-04:00Awww, thanks so much, Lewis! I've enjoyed your...Awww, thanks so much, Lewis! I've enjoyed your responses and came to look forward to your poems each day. I hope this small bit of inspiration will stay with you and that you'll continue to write. Thank you for your generous sharing!ADELE KENNYhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09556261298519747516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-40782153272469758732015-04-30T13:26:38.570-04:002015-04-30T13:26:38.570-04:00Such a strong emotional core and sense of loss. Th...Such a strong emotional core and sense of loss. Thank you for sharing, Lewis!ADELE KENNYhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09556261298519747516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-85734342978014508912015-04-30T13:25:41.558-04:002015-04-30T13:25:41.558-04:00Enigmatic? Thank you for sharing, Lewis!Enigmatic? Thank you for sharing, Lewis!ADELE KENNYhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09556261298519747516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-43271343382081528312015-04-30T13:25:07.769-04:002015-04-30T13:25:07.769-04:00Love this one, Risa! So upbeat and filled with a s...Love this one, Risa! So upbeat and filled with a spirit of life! Thanks for sharing!ADELE KENNYhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09556261298519747516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-65424382227132598482015-04-30T13:24:12.285-04:002015-04-30T13:24:12.285-04:00Thank you for sharing, Lewis!Thank you for sharing, Lewis!ADELE KENNYhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09556261298519747516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-55871418962342247072015-04-30T13:23:33.362-04:002015-04-30T13:23:33.362-04:00Oy! Have you noticed how people carry their phone ...Oy! Have you noticed how people carry their phone with them everywhere these days? Though there's much more in your poem than simple communication.ADELE KENNYhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09556261298519747516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-56177046786086228892015-04-30T13:22:07.216-04:002015-04-30T13:22:07.216-04:00This one is superb! Thanks, Risa!This one is superb! Thanks, Risa!ADELE KENNYhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09556261298519747516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-57438768809243650852015-04-30T13:19:43.158-04:002015-04-30T13:19:43.158-04:00Wonderful "dismount," Lewis! Thanks agai...Wonderful "dismount," Lewis! Thanks again for all your sharing this month!ADELE KENNYhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09556261298519747516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-76024090687060573202015-04-30T13:18:57.843-04:002015-04-30T13:18:57.843-04:00So glad you're enjoying the post, Amita!So glad you're enjoying the post, Amita!ADELE KENNYhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09556261298519747516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-45010990880657487182015-04-30T13:18:37.981-04:002015-04-30T13:18:37.981-04:00Just catching up! thank you once again for sharing...Just catching up! thank you once again for sharing, Lewis!ADELE KENNYhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09556261298519747516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-62134748334830555182015-04-30T12:01:01.036-04:002015-04-30T12:01:01.036-04:00Adele, I really enjoyed reading your poem selectio...Adele, I really enjoyed reading your poem selections and responding to the prompts in celebration of National Poetry Month. Thank you for allowing me to post my poems here and for your comments which are always appreciated. Also, thank you, Risa, Jamie and Basil for your kind words and for sharing your wonderful poems. Best Wishes to all who have spent some time here at Adele's brilliant blog during the month of April. Its been a great opportunity to further explore the magical world of words. :) Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-4671387580238336182015-04-30T02:02:04.124-04:002015-04-30T02:02:04.124-04:00Hi Adele, a poem for April 30. Unfinished and unti...Hi Adele, a poem for April 30. Unfinished and untitled. <br /><br /> ~ ~ ~ <br /><br /> The swiftness of her good-bye, <br /> the cool of her cotton blouse. <br /> The wife of married years -- <br /> westward bound across the sea. <br /><br /> The sun the moon the sky the field, <br /> and the tree where I carved <br /> mine and Lily's name, <br /> there to-day, nearly forty years later.<br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-33853911845618694542015-04-29T09:00:56.768-04:002015-04-29T09:00:56.768-04:00The line should read: stuck to love-letters to me ...The line should read: stuck to love-letters to me from Lily and from me to Lily. Funny, I kept looking at the line in the poem, knowing something wasn't right! <br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-70840104572017039412015-04-29T08:41:14.757-04:002015-04-29T08:41:14.757-04:00Hi Risa, I love your poem for today. I've enj...Hi Risa, I love your poem for today. I've enjoyed reading all your pieces, especially -- Higher hopes flew away, Life Stages, and Love. I've found myself saying: I wonder how Risa will respond to today's prompt, and have always been pleasantly surprised :)<br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-69735321247347364632015-04-29T07:25:47.086-04:002015-04-29T07:25:47.086-04:00Forgetting
I'll try to forget
that everything...Forgetting<br /><br />I'll try to forget<br />that everything is plastic<br />finding real is rareRisahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06554583053304327137noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-86453425489958773492015-04-29T07:24:56.835-04:002015-04-29T07:24:56.835-04:00Wow, Lewis!Wow, Lewis!Risahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06554583053304327137noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-88104981938613024742015-04-29T03:17:43.242-04:002015-04-29T03:17:43.242-04:00Hi Adele, a poem for April 29. Unfinished.
~ ~ ...Hi Adele, a poem for April 29. Unfinished. <br /><br /> ~ ~ ~ <br /><br /> Incident at the Round-a bout <br /><br /> That morning. Light of step the walk to school, <br /> where the teachers wore their hair and clothes and shoes <br /> fashionable in nineteen seventy two. <br /> My wooden desk - its lid love-hearts penknife etched - <br /> a store for pens pencils and plastic odds and ends, <br /> and a piece of string I have no idea what for! <br /> and sticky pink and red striped sweets <br /> stuck to love-letters to me from Lily and from Lily to me. <br /><br /> The lorry over-turned, <br /> and the driver spoke his last words: <br /> "What happens to my toupee <br /> after I'm dead?.. <br /> ...I want to sing along to the vibrating <br /> of that hollow moon, and to the silver-tinged flowers <br /> over there where the lady bugs <br /> and caterpillars are sleeping." <br /><br /> There were pigs on the road, <br /> dead or dying - wounded at the least. <br /> And one little piggy <br /> was impaled on the railings painted red. <br /> That night, I went with my Mum, <br /> to the church on the hill, and listened to <br /> and remember the debate in the churchyard -- <br /> but not what was said in the church. <br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6272430209314356497.post-22484202341404814342015-04-28T02:40:41.933-04:002015-04-28T02:40:41.933-04:00Hi Adele, a poem for April 28.
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Uncorke...Hi Adele, a poem for April 28. <br /><br /> ~ ~ ~ <br /><br /> Uncorked <br /><br /> I used to be a beachcomber, <br /> and one the strangest things I found <br /> was a small birdcage, <br /> and stuck where the door should have been <br /> the skeleton of two human hands <br /> as though reaching <br /> for the corked bottle inside. <br /> After the bottle was uncorked, <br /> I read the message<br /> written in the form of a riddle: <br /> It's fear that keeps the peace <br /> and so called love that disturbs it. <br /> That's why hands get stuck in cages.<br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com