tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post2978834003749650943..comments2023-09-13T03:10:36.690-07:00Comments on Robin's Nest: Breaking my heartOld Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14727444489103758018noreply@blogger.comBlogger20125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-92134901757008262762015-07-07T17:52:18.833-07:002015-07-07T17:52:18.833-07:00The innocent, wonder-filled, careless years of chi...The innocent, wonder-filled, careless years of childhood go hand-in-hand with freedom. Adulthood brings responsibilities that bind most of us with unbreakable chains to a well-trodden treadmill... Enjoyed reading this well-written poem with its two contrasting sections.Intellibloghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04262938291462934103noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-73417803065963559372015-07-04T14:18:09.305-07:002015-07-04T14:18:09.305-07:00Robin I love the contrast you paint - oh to be you...Robin I love the contrast you paint - oh to be young and "clueless"Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13414513238308254080noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-39054357028324727072015-07-02T20:40:34.021-07:002015-07-02T20:40:34.021-07:00That childhood freedom most of us think we remembe...That childhood freedom most of us think we remember came with a lot of restrictions. As adults, it's not our parents and teachers setting limits, but the consequences of our choices. Perhaps the Buddhists have it right and the only real freedom comes from not being attached to outcomes.Ann (bunnygirl)https://www.blogger.com/profile/04938134750150653386noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-77146124618475513462015-07-02T18:23:57.394-07:002015-07-02T18:23:57.394-07:00the clock stops for no one and freedom is costly L...the clock stops for no one and freedom is costly LOL! Lovely work.river run 406https://www.blogger.com/profile/13583857837219408655noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-63141731912117207632015-07-02T11:30:06.147-07:002015-07-02T11:30:06.147-07:00times have changed and so has the concept of freed...times have changed and so has the concept of freedomAnjum Wasim Darhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01252859337697790445noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-38338416164221052332015-07-02T05:25:10.191-07:002015-07-02T05:25:10.191-07:00Freedom does change as we change. Freedom does change as we change. Gen Giggles https://www.blogger.com/profile/13744815023509063722noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-4189117665546149732015-07-01T18:43:36.908-07:002015-07-01T18:43:36.908-07:00I may be wrong in my interpretation here; but what...I may be wrong in my interpretation here; but what I get from your poem is that freedom does not always bring happiness!Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07366010389846904663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-31732386370810811702015-07-01T14:03:39.300-07:002015-07-01T14:03:39.300-07:00interesting poem that reflects life and its journe...interesting poem that reflects life and its journey within the bounds of freedom in changing seasons.Truedessahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09079953417572207613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-39575302251745482152015-07-01T13:16:27.824-07:002015-07-01T13:16:27.824-07:00Well that turned freedom's its head, didn'...Well that turned freedom's its head, didn't it? Great stuff! claireylovehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16691439928758477628noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-80564441922204833402015-07-01T12:57:50.351-07:002015-07-01T12:57:50.351-07:00Your poem captures the reality of life in such a p...Your poem captures the reality of life in such a poignant and perfect way.Purba chakrabortyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10726789340791239305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-58353543937708460642015-07-01T10:29:50.927-07:002015-07-01T10:29:50.927-07:00Oh, such is life, Robin!! To break free is parado...Oh, such is life, Robin!! To break free is paradoxical - to expand our lives we have to go back to the confined spaces we avoided and dreaded. As they say, from everyone to whom much has been given, much will be expected. ... Life as an adult isn't as great as we all wanted... The "real world" is brutal and we have to adjust to it.<br />Enjoyed reading your poem. Poignant thoughts...and verses! Panchalihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08832164041967778122noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-56921994265013550932015-07-01T09:25:57.469-07:002015-07-01T09:25:57.469-07:00Oh this is a cool perspective - great contrast bet...Oh this is a cool perspective - great contrast between the rather weighed-down yet busy and fulfilling years of raising a family to the "freedom" from responsibilities we now enjoy....yes, freedom can be over-rated. LOL. I enjoyed this response to the prompt. Much happier than mine!Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-245374526694981722015-07-01T08:38:59.220-07:002015-07-01T08:38:59.220-07:00While one had achieved one's desires through t...While one had achieved one's desires through the designated freedom and having gone through testing times, it was no more a big deal. Freedom would then be extended on a silver platter with less shine. Well penned oldegg!<br /><br />Hank kaykualahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03240206222973305395noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-10121478670285835972015-07-01T06:42:12.636-07:002015-07-01T06:42:12.636-07:00i like how freedom changes its meaning slowly...th...i like how freedom changes its meaning slowly...the contrast is evocative, beautiful and both the stanzas radiate the aura of truth....Sumana Royhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17333363799083094084noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-68829630185494170052015-07-01T06:37:33.807-07:002015-07-01T06:37:33.807-07:00This is your best poem... ringing with honesty and...This is your best poem... ringing with honesty and truth about the trials of being an adult with responsibilities. Will read this a few times and am showing it to a friend of mine who will relate and very much appreciate it.You are full of surprises Oldegg!rallentandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06980559347805844568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-68081004658837801132015-07-01T05:59:03.402-07:002015-07-01T05:59:03.402-07:00Yes, it is all a matter of perspectives and how th...Yes, it is all a matter of perspectives and how they change us.alan1704https://www.blogger.com/profile/16068631142963794991noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-75185073979915811602015-07-01T05:50:00.901-07:002015-07-01T05:50:00.901-07:00When compared to the childhood you described, adul...When compared to the childhood you described, adult life can look like a procession of compromise.Jayhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09986613079198776840noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-84456642155793879242015-07-01T05:32:32.357-07:002015-07-01T05:32:32.357-07:00What a thump in the chest...freedom can be innocen...What a thump in the chest...freedom can be innocence of the unknown..maybe it can also be about creating the world we need - words and imaginary friends are good for that so I've heard...in all seriousness a very poignant and powerful poemJae Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11509244123008832611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-84187230549389996682015-07-01T05:24:02.320-07:002015-07-01T05:24:02.320-07:00This is such a powerful poem.. the freedom to choo...This is such a powerful poem.. the freedom to choose things with which we are bound.. if given the chance what would we all like to opt for?<br /><br />Beautifully captured!Sanaa Rizvihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06681404650477409830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-7556980403991563992015-07-01T04:39:12.153-07:002015-07-01T04:39:12.153-07:00It's a redefinition of freedom, isn't it? ...It's a redefinition of freedom, isn't it? Freedom to choose what ties us. I love the stark difference you remind us of. A child--if fed--can find his freedom in little things and time with no responsibilities. And an adult? I think it's good not to be prescient, good to have dreams and passion, good to have choice, commitment and a chance to let go again. Thank you.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05723639294340760325noreply@blogger.com