tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2919780691350257469.post7495982545677260306..comments2023-04-17T05:35:42.382-07:00Comments on cadence: Tuesday PoemPam Morrisonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01422149903301168261noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2919780691350257469.post-21908176645414396152010-04-07T03:22:37.948-07:002010-04-07T03:22:37.948-07:00Hi p,m and c, thanks for responding to my Tuesday ...Hi p,m and c, thanks for responding to my Tuesday offering. Yes Mary, those nails had only the briefest of forays into elegance. Yesterday they went weed hunting. Turning the clod. Thanks for the image of side by side on muddy knees clarab. How close they crouch at times!Pam Morrisonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01422149903301168261noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2919780691350257469.post-89290071806604142152010-04-06T15:02:00.647-07:002010-04-06T15:02:00.647-07:00How often this seems to be the way... The sacred a...How often this seems to be the way... The sacred and the grubby kneeling side-by-side, turning over the same patch of soil. Their common goal? Bounty. A healthy yield...<br />Lovely to know you're home. XClaire Beynonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00005365677016923903noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2919780691350257469.post-36910297188781696242010-04-06T04:18:47.842-07:002010-04-06T04:18:47.842-07:00So you're not painting your nails anymore Pam?...So you're not painting your nails anymore Pam? (lol - as my daughter would say). Thanks for writing a Tuesday Poem - I know that feeling after a 'retreat' - the ordinariness of things - the light falls differently on things...Mary McCallumhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07482261103185786111noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2919780691350257469.post-27318663994401383372010-04-06T02:26:16.819-07:002010-04-06T02:26:16.819-07:00You dunnit! Welcome home, cadent poet.You dunnit! Welcome home, cadent poet.Penelopehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04557747956609276030noreply@blogger.com