tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post6748829114702921507..comments2023-09-13T03:10:36.690-07:00Comments on Robin's Nest: Timeless memoriesOld Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14727444489103758018noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-78938555132185671902015-09-19T13:05:35.172-07:002015-09-19T13:05:35.172-07:00Clever comparison--twinkling stars to cute schoolg...Clever comparison--twinkling stars to cute schoolgirls ;-)C.C.https://www.blogger.com/profile/16393100446679896378noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-33351169758083632312015-09-15T10:26:28.684-07:002015-09-15T10:26:28.684-07:00And yet what we have not done...we might yet be ab...And yet what we have not done...we might yet be able to do with tomorrow. <br />I might never sky dive or ride a horse all the way to the bottom of the Grand Canyon...but I can attempt to make the rest of this day and all of tomorrow and the days that follow brilliant for the smiles that can be shared. <br /><br />Thank you for your kind words on 'Reigning in Expressions'.Juleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00571987715911379165noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-8093952048124890912015-09-14T06:17:19.430-07:002015-09-14T06:17:19.430-07:00It's not what we have done but what we have no...It's not what we have done but what we have not...truer words never spoken!Gailhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04219479223227928561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-4293303852792500532015-09-14T05:56:01.625-07:002015-09-14T05:56:01.625-07:00Great job with this one, you hit the nail on the h...Great job with this one, you hit the nail on the head. Gen Giggles https://www.blogger.com/profile/13744815023509063722noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-34610017854478790502015-09-14T03:05:51.948-07:002015-09-14T03:05:51.948-07:00yes - the build up is strong. One does feel older...yes - the build up is strong. One does feel older in September. Brother Olliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07506492407482879487noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-75517484345056383012015-09-13T23:22:38.740-07:002015-09-13T23:22:38.740-07:00I like the momentum of this as well as what it say...I like the momentum of this as well as what it says.Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-90092763787947051052015-09-13T16:58:34.329-07:002015-09-13T16:58:34.329-07:00This is really wonderful. I have those melancholy...This is really wonderful. I have those melancholy thoughts myself - especially as I watch the students in my neighborhood returning to September classrooms. Those years of study, I think, are where some of our closest relationships are formed. When these old friends pass, there is a sadness, knowing, the closeness forged in such a special long ago time - will never be replaced. Wendy Bourkehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09475940407969993348noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-84708323184120844972015-09-13T12:37:01.842-07:002015-09-13T12:37:01.842-07:00'It’s not what we have done
But what we have n...'It’s not what we have done<br />But what we have not<br />That is the rub in life'<br /><br />oh there are no truer words Robin...and a lesson I am finally learning.Donna@LivingFromHappinesshttp://www.livingfromhappiness.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-79272361685788939002015-09-13T10:55:07.361-07:002015-09-13T10:55:07.361-07:00I love the image of the shy stars twinkling like s...I love the image of the shy stars twinkling like schoolgirls.Maude Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03669688074743095866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-79585270142494251252015-09-13T10:38:02.539-07:002015-09-13T10:38:02.539-07:00Oh YES! Not what we have done but what we have not...Oh YES! Not what we have done but what we have not......how these words resonate with me......especially now, with time so finite, as the years go by, marking time when there is no time to lose. Sigh. Fantastic, you hit the nail right on the heart! LOL.Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-52443206504366745712015-09-13T10:21:07.644-07:002015-09-13T10:21:07.644-07:00Memory floats into memory and is gone. I love the...Memory floats into memory and is gone. I love the flirting images, how this poem is structured like the elusive memories themselves, like the possibility that some are not real.Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05723639294340760325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-21984428384540122722015-09-13T09:48:27.968-07:002015-09-13T09:48:27.968-07:00The chances will never come back.The chances will never come back.Amrit Sinhahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08333443172096537424noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-894047527353450552015-09-13T08:30:59.017-07:002015-09-13T08:30:59.017-07:00With deep regret, and lovely similies. A lovely s...With deep regret, and lovely similies. A lovely spin of words for us today. Have a nice Sunday Robin<br /><br />Much love...<br /><br />Gillena Coxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09191865405561549074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-91315776472782580382015-09-13T07:09:43.752-07:002015-09-13T07:09:43.752-07:00Time is indeed a rub, but I think there is still s...Time is indeed a rub, but I think there is still so much more we can do as long as there is life there are new adventures.Truedessahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09079953417572207613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-15870102173607820632015-09-13T06:48:30.228-07:002015-09-13T06:48:30.228-07:00Such melancholy...
I agree with the sentiment. I...Such melancholy... <br /><br />I agree with the sentiment. It isn't what we did, but what we didn't... that we will miss.Magaly Guerrerohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18295455026184103230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-7364772271466418042015-09-13T06:04:17.359-07:002015-09-13T06:04:17.359-07:00I like the "turn" in the middle: "I...I like the "turn" in the middle: "It moves me to tears." That line shifts the poem from a nostalgic reminiscence to a prophetic call.Joshua Sutherland Allenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12247724319064952602noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-21437269216234969202015-09-13T05:39:08.254-07:002015-09-13T05:39:08.254-07:00There are always times when one thinks about the c...There are always times when one thinks about the chances they have missed in life.. I loved these lines:<br /><br />The stars too were shy<br />Twinkling at me<br />Like cute schoolgirls<br />Walking home from school<br /><br />Excellent write :)Sanaa Rizvihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06681404650477409830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-88908884978485225772015-09-13T05:11:19.928-07:002015-09-13T05:11:19.928-07:00i share this, mi amigoi share this, mi amigoMarcoantonio Arellano (Nene)https://www.blogger.com/profile/10713672589582754484noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-23993546754179164262015-09-13T05:02:16.819-07:002015-09-13T05:02:16.819-07:00That is the rub - having regrets of those times ~ ...That is the rub - having regrets of those times ~ But then I am thankful I am passed those awkward youthful years, ha ~Gracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02213172239590722747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-58901040487797702142015-09-13T04:55:00.447-07:002015-09-13T04:55:00.447-07:00Oh, yes, I suppose regrets can be the 'rub'...Oh, yes, I suppose regrets can be the 'rub' in life, but really when I think about life as a whole....one can come to realize that if we had done some of the things we regret having not done, perhaps we would not be just where we are today. When I leave this earth, I will leave with no regrets.Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07366010389846904663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-29400544029976321222015-09-13T04:36:27.707-07:002015-09-13T04:36:27.707-07:00I was a schoolgirl once. I think I just stated the...I was a schoolgirl once. I think I just stated the obvious! I must be getting old too.<br /><a href="http://roseypinkerton.blogspot.com" rel="nofollow">Rosey Pinkerton's blog</a>Rosey Pinkertonhttp://roseypinkerton.blogspot.co.uk/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-47838395554437714972015-09-13T02:29:03.871-07:002015-09-13T02:29:03.871-07:00That is indeed the rub - mind you school girls cru...That is indeed the rub - mind you school girls crush many a heart even if we remember their names Jae Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11509244123008832611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-91738546334587952852015-09-13T00:37:01.012-07:002015-09-13T00:37:01.012-07:00'cute schoolgirls'
nicely put ;)'cute schoolgirls'<br />nicely put ;)SuyashJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06332045821743367072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-87075633608359895322015-09-13T00:33:02.327-07:002015-09-13T00:33:02.327-07:00Time is going on like that, and also schoolgirls b...Time is going on like that, and also schoolgirls become old... Maybe if we could remember the name of those ancients stars... brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-84974973389534145192015-09-13T00:06:12.473-07:002015-09-13T00:06:12.473-07:00chances are like Time once gone, gone forever....&...chances are like Time once gone, gone forever...."Twinkling at me / Like cute schoolgirls"...love the lines...Sumana Royhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17333363799083094084noreply@blogger.com