tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831646832101933997.post736422986153760021..comments2023-11-05T01:11:52.744-07:00Comments on Tinkerbell's Tea Party ~ [Vol. 1]: dipping a wing into the sunroxanne s. sukhanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16424834424208118694noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831646832101933997.post-87393619473752721102007-12-20T10:40:00.000-08:002007-12-20T10:40:00.000-08:00i love this. we both use dead bird imagery ....sag...i love this. we both use dead bird imagery ....sag affinity. youre next on the CD list!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831646832101933997.post-24803216264687788352007-12-20T11:50:00.000-08:002007-12-20T11:50:00.000-08:00i have this thing about death. like ... i'm afraid...i have this thing about death. like ... i'm afraid people will die before i see them again. being far away from loved ones maybe does that to a psyche ... also watching far too many people die. <br><br>death actually fascinates me ~ i mean on a spiritual level ~ far more than does birth. <br><br>she's a strange girl, that roxanne ... <br><br> and, yes ... i do have a fascination with dead bird imagery ... sagg affinity is probably right.<br><br>can't wait to see my CD ... thanx pup.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831646832101933997.post-69144679364181420272007-12-20T13:01:00.000-08:002007-12-20T13:01:00.000-08:00I love the poem, but the thought after it is what'...I love the poem, but the thought after it is what's truly great about this post.<br><br>The light will not shine forever. We would all do well to remember that.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831646832101933997.post-87348223733454801972007-12-20T13:19:00.000-08:002007-12-20T13:19:00.000-08:00eric ~ how r u? i have been a terrible blogmate .....eric ~ how r u? i have been a terrible blogmate ... next week i think i may have more time to visit a few more blogs ... inbetween fits of 'stuff purging' (in preparation for the big move).<br><br>anyway ... yes. that the light will not shine forever is a humbling, uncomfortable and even painful realization to come upon. we deny death in this culture; how unfortunate, i think.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831646832101933997.post-75090331157073475372007-12-20T18:46:00.000-08:002007-12-20T18:46:00.000-08:00Your sentiments are far more beautiful than my own...Your sentiments are far more beautiful than my own. Maybe I should adopt them.<br><br>For me, this time of year represents the challenge of survival. Perhaps I'm a bit jaded.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831646832101933997.post-57546264307379490212007-12-20T18:52:00.000-08:002007-12-20T18:52:00.000-08:00x-dell ~ i hear ya. i can hardly wait til its over...x-dell ~ i hear ya. i can hardly wait til its over ... its tiresome and monotonous, all this Christmas hype.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831646832101933997.post-3164452347058967692007-12-21T08:36:00.000-08:002007-12-21T08:36:00.000-08:00Mantissa, you do not cease to amaze me. It is that...Mantissa, you do not cease to amaze me. It is that time of the year, well... to see a dead bird at the end of the year.<br><br>I didn't know what to think. The next day I went back to your post and realized that a perfectly happy cat would bring home some dead animal for the household. So it is the Cat that presents us with the offering.<br><br>As an adult I was on Sylvester's side and not Twitty Bird's. Things are alright now... until next year!<br><br>This post is a stunner.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831646832101933997.post-42858597262300588212007-12-22T00:51:00.000-08:002007-12-22T00:51:00.000-08:00I feel the same way as X does about that, because ...I feel the same way as X does about that, because I've thought about it a lot, but you quantified it perfectly.<br><br>And take your time getting around. See you when I see you, right? But, I am doing post number one hundred soon. It'll be good.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831646832101933997.post-21504373713148262772007-12-23T07:11:00.000-08:002007-12-23T07:11:00.000-08:00It looks sad.I mean, there's a dead bird on the pa...It looks sad.<br>I mean, there's a dead bird on the page, and I ain't sure I wanna read something sad.<br><br>Tell ya what.<br>I'll read it (sad or not) and leave a sad lil "thing" here fer ya.<br><br>Kind of want to tell everybody<br>Goldfish bowl (wee fish)<br>a baby lamb (ewe)<br>a girl horse (mare) <br>some herons (egrets)<br>and a moose (not Bullwinkle, even though I'm a big fan.)<br>So, repeat that two more times and end with an ear hopping along the ground and you have:<br><br>Wee Fish Ewe A Mare Egrets Moose<br>Wee Fish Ewe A Mare Egrets Moose<br>Wee Fish Ewe A Mare Egrets Moose<br><br>and a hoppy new ear!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6831646832101933997.post-7847962328298452502007-12-23T07:23:00.000-08:002007-12-23T07:23:00.000-08:00Dead bird in all honesty is how I feel like right ...Dead bird in all honesty is how I feel like right now...In spite of the insanity of this season ( sorry I seem to be so..um'...just dark..) I have yet to feel its real meaning in my life..So far I have spent money here and there..I have been spent innumerable hours stuck in traffic..I have spent a night drunk with no recollection of what took place the hours after I plunged in bed...I have yet to wrap gifts..<br><br>oh' goash' Red..I like crashing here in your bloggy'..It's like walking inside an old friend's home knowing you're always welcome no matter how many years you've been away...knowing you can just plop down on her sofa and chug a bottle of beer...<br><br>I miss you...You're in my heart and I will always love you...<br><br>Dramatic I suppose...but that's my light that seems to have been flickered up after reading here...<br><br>take care...and I hope this coming change for you..the trip and all..will be smooth and cool and just happy...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com