tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post9194380526816529890..comments2023-09-13T03:10:36.690-07:00Comments on Robin's Nest: I laughedOld Egghttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14727444489103758018noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-79563840458516036362018-07-18T00:57:33.132-07:002018-07-18T00:57:33.132-07:00If we could all focus on love, what a better world...If we could all focus on love, what a better world it would be! Meanwhile, you assist some of us to turn our thoughts to love and joy as we read, and that can only be good.Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-12423912338181191322018-07-17T18:56:26.034-07:002018-07-17T18:56:26.034-07:00As they murmur words of passion's play
And dre...As they murmur words of passion's play<br />And dream of their own wedding day<br /><br />They get little doses along the way. The ultimate is the wedding to come later!<br /><br />Hankkaykualahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03240206222973305395noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-88124761960943894322018-07-17T18:25:18.216-07:002018-07-17T18:25:18.216-07:00I rather enjoy a good love poem. The rotting orang...I rather enjoy a good love poem. The rotting orange infects too much as is.Rommyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18343895193475984183noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-20788945872434119632018-07-17T16:00:17.625-07:002018-07-17T16:00:17.625-07:00Oh, we need that touch of innocence to help us bre...Oh, we need that touch of innocence to help us breathe something other than the anger in the wind.Susie Clevengerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09239990133754328967noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-91559587172837056062018-07-17T13:29:48.480-07:002018-07-17T13:29:48.480-07:00doom, despair, outrage are rarely my pick - it doe...doom, despair, outrage are rarely my pick - it doesn't come naturally nor do I want to linger long on them for life is too short. I deal with those issues, I just don't want to devote my free time to them.Margarethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00007201357693227614noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-77753574966870507932018-07-17T09:29:02.485-07:002018-07-17T09:29:02.485-07:00I adore your poems regarding love and romance, Rob...I adore your poems regarding love and romance, Robin. Happy Tuesday!💞Sanaa Rizvihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06681404650477409830noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7642588922402729816.post-23795732501917105582018-07-17T06:31:28.960-07:002018-07-17T06:31:28.960-07:00Ah, the misunderstood poets lament. You do write...Ah, the misunderstood poets lament. You do write a lot of the various stages in the life of romance. You didn't write for the last prompt so you missed my tricube poem of very very young love. Remember, we were limited to three syllables per line. <br />My current writing I missed my mark, I had wanted it to portray a young couples outage into the world's forays. <br />I left this reply to your comment,<br />"Veey true, these brave were very much in my mind when I wrote. I've made a few changes, when I started writing I didn't necessarily want to mean a war between political entities, but also any of life's conflicts." <br />..Jimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02982249173214655060noreply@blogger.com