tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post9006994147875338698..comments2023-09-13T03:10:36.690-07:00Comments on Robin's Nest: As I reminisceOld Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14727444489103758018noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-61818623670060600792015-02-23T10:13:10.062-08:002015-02-23T10:13:10.062-08:00You have crafted a nostalgic and poignant piece, O...You have crafted a nostalgic and poignant piece, OE. Those times of what once was...of what could have been...I often think, perhaps, it is just as well they turned out as they did. Jennifer Wagnerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04344877737695801883noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-40517879137475585092015-02-23T09:05:53.720-08:002015-02-23T09:05:53.720-08:00Seeing her in dreams - healing by itself, giving y...Seeing her in dreams - healing by itself, giving you strength and compassion to others.humbirdhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00106270909713851811noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-47589147725324655612015-02-23T08:07:32.056-08:002015-02-23T08:07:32.056-08:00Yes, the feeling of what if. So many possibilities...Yes, the feeling of what if. So many possibilities that could have led to a different life. But the one you've had is the way it was meant to be. That doesn't help us to not think of the past though. Great story telling, Old Egg :)Toriehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10570179609915990220noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-24023926540100771922015-02-23T07:20:43.375-08:002015-02-23T07:20:43.375-08:00Oh! Sorry to learn that you lost her.
But, then y...Oh! Sorry to learn that you lost her. <br />But, then you found someone else. Such is life!<br />Looks like a true story. Good one.Anita Sabathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13365472694082398017noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-72240542858419666482015-02-23T05:27:32.896-08:002015-02-23T05:27:32.896-08:00ah, "men are such foolish weaklings." :...ah, <i>"men are such foolish weaklings.</i>" :)<br />dsnake1https://www.blogger.com/profile/08724264906690080704noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-38033171109429094882015-02-22T23:24:43.431-08:002015-02-22T23:24:43.431-08:00Ah, the powerful nostalgia of 'what might hav...Ah, the powerful nostalgia of 'what might have been'!Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-44981491602546722052015-02-22T12:28:23.870-08:002015-02-22T12:28:23.870-08:00I cannot agree more.I cannot agree more.Malia Craig Tagg Lawrence Pagehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03044311511874514333noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-3028572488058020902015-02-22T12:14:01.642-08:002015-02-22T12:14:01.642-08:00Yup, we are :-)
ZQYup, we are :-)<br />ZQZQhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08521836993023109556noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-26113475285988198692015-02-22T09:51:47.809-08:002015-02-22T09:51:47.809-08:00Is it weakness or a romantic heart yearning for su...Is it weakness or a romantic heart yearning for such a strong love....I think yours is the romantic heart that men seem to deny they have....yours is very strong and alive.Donna@LivingFromHappinesshttp://www.livingfromhappiness.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-3010081038272658542015-02-22T09:50:06.678-08:002015-02-22T09:50:06.678-08:00I am moved by the closing lines too, which make an...I am moved by the closing lines too, which make an already touching poem even more poignant.Gabriellahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09968615376035959259noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-71330285529400226472015-02-22T08:59:19.541-08:002015-02-22T08:59:19.541-08:00Oh the poignancy of that closing stanza - "wh...Oh the poignancy of that closing stanza - "what strange sad dreams I dream". Then I remember the golden years you had with your wife, and know the happiness far outweighed the pain. I love the emotion in this poem, Robin.Sherry Blue Skyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-8550857606518240202015-02-22T08:57:17.736-08:002015-02-22T08:57:17.736-08:00Curiously this not a dog but a pig! It is one in a...Curiously this not a dog but a pig! It is one in a group of four pigs cast in bronze and they are great favourites with shoppers particularly children. You can see another one sat in front of a seated man on the bench just behind the one at the waste bin.Old Egghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14727444489103758018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-54200478769571832902015-02-22T08:53:51.896-08:002015-02-22T08:53:51.896-08:00The glimpse of an old flame is always a door to me...The glimpse of an old flame is always a door to memories.Gen Giggles https://www.blogger.com/profile/13744815023509063722noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-81877799996244077902015-02-22T07:49:21.300-08:002015-02-22T07:49:21.300-08:00A chance encounter can often be lingering in the m...A chance encounter can often be lingering in the mind.It all depends how strong were the feelings before despite a parting prompted by a tiff! Wonderful take oldegg!<br /><br />HankAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09673000484588811325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-41480193951353906582015-02-22T06:52:41.187-08:002015-02-22T06:52:41.187-08:00An old flame long extinguished
...But the light, ...An old flame long extinguished<br /><br />...But the light, although not blinding, still flickers in dreams.<br /><br />PoppyPoppyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08980323586402386609noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-67900740472795241672015-02-22T06:08:02.316-08:002015-02-22T06:08:02.316-08:00I see her sometimes these days.... damn its so awk...I see her sometimes these days.... damn its so awkward to say anything nowSuyashJhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06332045821743367072noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-9222489768221811032015-02-22T04:52:16.150-08:002015-02-22T04:52:16.150-08:00ha. perhaps they are of days we miss or of times w...ha. perhaps they are of days we miss or of times we could have chosen another path...and yest men are weak like that....Brian Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00722940075884718007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-68133715071795114972015-02-22T04:51:02.089-08:002015-02-22T04:51:02.089-08:00And that is life, we let go of some dreams, we pur...And that is life, we let go of some dreams, we pursue some with courage ~Gracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02213172239590722747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-1376606777655933322015-02-22T04:49:15.770-08:002015-02-22T04:49:15.770-08:00A bit of dreaming is a wonderful thing. And a dre...A bit of dreaming is a wonderful thing. And a dream of a wonderful time in the past can lift one's spirits at night and continue to make one smile throughout the day.Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07366010389846904663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-91946477516115828762015-02-22T04:45:36.861-08:002015-02-22T04:45:36.861-08:00ah... we all do foolish things... i think i would ...ah... we all do foolish things... i think i would have written about that dog in your photo... i bet he'd have some things to tell usWolfsrosebudhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17295258422523621134noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-88373854574950049732015-02-22T04:23:51.469-08:002015-02-22T04:23:51.469-08:00it's hard to meet again those who meant a lot ...it's hard to meet again those who meant a lot to us in the past.. maybe there is always some questioning about what if...NataĊĦekhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07529563989376279044noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-31855859371905833842015-02-22T01:42:32.143-08:002015-02-22T01:42:32.143-08:00We never know how life would have been I'd tho...We never know how life would have been I'd those blind alleys would have lead to other worlds. And sometimes one wonder if fires can be rekindled.brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-19249631731462275452015-02-22T01:39:39.132-08:002015-02-22T01:39:39.132-08:00Keep dreaming of love...there are more fickle thin...Keep dreaming of love...there are more fickle things to lose yourself too...and become weakened by..Jae Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11509244123008832611noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-46595092034353953152015-02-22T01:10:16.334-08:002015-02-22T01:10:16.334-08:00in dreams. everyone can be young.
part of our lif...in dreams. everyone can be young. <br />part of our life sometimes is to reminisce moments :-)totomaihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01805083472267649276noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-59321280435191101592015-02-22T00:48:29.237-08:002015-02-22T00:48:29.237-08:00i like the closeness conjured "she just lost ...i like the closeness conjured "she just lost in the crowd" intimating a desire still to find her<br /><br />have a nice week<br /><br />much love...Gillena Coxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09191865405561549074noreply@blogger.com