tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post5530122554317658857..comments2023-09-07T11:37:38.708+01:00Comments on HyperCRYPTICal: ContentmenthyperCRYPTICalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11967085628384237933noreply@blogger.comBlogger30125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-91710331634000972452014-02-08T05:53:34.840+00:002014-02-08T05:53:34.840+00:00This is prose poetry at its most classic, presenti...This is prose poetry at its most classic, presenting the reader with disparate images and leaving them with to stumble upon, thrill on, the discovery of what it means.Semaphorehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16945917520773585129noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-86726444039854752012014-02-02T07:29:58.321+00:002014-02-02T07:29:58.321+00:00sometimes it is better to vent out our anger.....sometimes it is better to vent out our anger.....Vandana Sharmahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10270400982093787158noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-52828825682708858092014-02-01T20:10:02.713+00:002014-02-01T20:10:02.713+00:00I quite like the thought of exchange leading to co...I quite like the thought of exchange leading to contentment, for some that could be risky. Nicely penned!Helenahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13447013188405986054noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-69305857726649129022014-02-01T17:23:47.229+00:002014-02-01T17:23:47.229+00:00Funny, I wrote about a similar theme today.Funny, I wrote about a similar theme today.Rosaria Williamshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03133147851332084180noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-32120032081788997552014-02-01T16:34:01.236+00:002014-02-01T16:34:01.236+00:00A nice progression... I don't know what I woul...A nice progression... I don't know what I would compare myself with. Jenny Woolfhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16881781466502273314noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-3220026584376982452014-02-01T15:03:17.408+00:002014-02-01T15:03:17.408+00:00Lovely poem ... coming to terms is a beautiful thi...Lovely poem ... coming to terms is a beautiful thing.^.^https://www.blogger.com/profile/17422876955246850636noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-10445485478108351622014-02-01T14:35:12.521+00:002014-02-01T14:35:12.521+00:00Wonderful. Wish I had written that.Wonderful. Wish I had written that.Gailhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04219479223227928561noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-39945075320577725982014-02-01T14:27:47.843+00:002014-02-01T14:27:47.843+00:00Self-contentment is a beautiful thing. Wonderful p...Self-contentment is a beautiful thing. Wonderful piece :)Optimistic Existentialisthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11507986337866049924noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-40929113851406678152014-01-31T22:41:47.998+00:002014-01-31T22:41:47.998+00:00And so the sea takesAnd so the sea takesJohn (@bookdreamer)https://www.blogger.com/profile/11576434749272275190noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-83625269452872878512014-01-31T21:08:14.805+00:002014-01-31T21:08:14.805+00:00such a tough form - I'm driven to be succinct ...such a tough form - I'm driven to be succinct - you nailed it!Brother Olliehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07506492407482879487noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-7383541152167873222014-01-31T17:29:51.471+00:002014-01-31T17:29:51.471+00:00contentment is good. A form of happiness that may ...contentment is good. A form of happiness that may not please all, but is satisfying for many. Pragmatism? I'm not usre. But the smooth round pebble somehow sums it up as well as your words do.avalonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08051456576217305095noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-31308302509602875312014-01-31T15:06:12.030+00:002014-01-31T15:06:12.030+00:00Ahh..it's so good to flow ..whether it's h...Ahh..it's so good to flow ..whether it's hot or cold..there was a day when a lost ring in the sea..was the end of a world..<br />and removing the bricks around my flower bed..were a loss i could not remove..<br />However..i no longer covet anything but the NOW..and now I too..<br />flow free...if only i could of learned that before 53..but NOW IS NOW..<br />no worries..allisallisnoW:)Katie Mia Frederickhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01336627766755378406noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-58633630014077705742014-01-31T15:00:19.261+00:002014-01-31T15:00:19.261+00:00Content, even when not perfect, is good. 'Cos ...Content, even when not perfect, is good. 'Cos no one is perfect. Great write.anthonynorthhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06680944720744601697noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-34427939239179744222014-01-31T13:19:57.814+00:002014-01-31T13:19:57.814+00:00Feeling comfortable with who you are takes a while...Feeling comfortable with who you are takes a while ...cold smooth stones become intensely hot when the sun beats down on them :)rallentandahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06980559347805844568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-53215386213543891272014-01-31T11:32:13.174+00:002014-01-31T11:32:13.174+00:00I love your prose poem, and can absolutely see and...I love your prose poem, and can absolutely see and feel that beach, your rock, your contentment. Beautiful.Lydiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11135393270656573516noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-60901218882391884462014-01-31T11:09:53.541+00:002014-01-31T11:09:53.541+00:00Contentment---there are just words like this that ...Contentment---there are just words like this that is too hard to find. Smiles.kelvin s.m.https://www.blogger.com/profile/02591849636814413110noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-71115694628963558442014-01-31T09:54:15.955+00:002014-01-31T09:54:15.955+00:00The sentiment here reminds me of when I gave up pl...The sentiment here reminds me of when I gave up playing rock n roll to write poems, big night music exchanged for little morning psalms (uh, they used to be little). Only in our age would this read as something other than a poem, only incidentally in paragraph form. I'm looking forward to the day I get to be a smooth stone. (So is my wife.)blueorannoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-83865848433077898942014-01-31T09:45:30.648+00:002014-01-31T09:45:30.648+00:00Drumming around with a lot of movements and melody...Drumming around with a lot of movements and melody but to be traded for a stone. There were certain attractions in rounded ones. Rightly so! Good one Anna!<br /><br />Hankkaykualahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03240206222973305395noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-21346859545232475522014-01-31T08:42:57.168+00:002014-01-31T08:42:57.168+00:00Very cryptic, very enigmatic, but so sweetly satis...Very cryptic, very enigmatic, but so sweetly satisfying. Great images.Marina Sofiahttp://findingtimetowrite.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-85268906887241385722014-01-31T06:06:19.348+00:002014-01-31T06:06:19.348+00:00Hmm....interesting to trade the drum for a stone, ...Hmm....interesting to trade the drum for a stone, but it makes a kind of sense when you think of the larger picture...we adapt, we change, we make peace with the way things are. Really lovely.Kathy Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12326495504453579091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-14244130600703620912014-01-31T04:18:37.845+00:002014-01-31T04:18:37.845+00:00Yes, the move from the bag into the vast world req...Yes, the move from the bag into the vast world required a different instrument. This is gorgeous, Anna. I haven't been round to see you for a while and was surprised that this is so short! But it tells all about the journey and return, transformed. And the contentment, hmm. Let it be so. Susanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05723639294340760325noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-25221505255048213952014-01-31T03:03:38.737+00:002014-01-31T03:03:38.737+00:00First of all your prose begs to be read aloud.. Re...First of all your prose begs to be read aloud.. Really really cool. And the contrast in the drum and the smooth rock is an interesting metamorphosis brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-91640544577712575032014-01-31T00:32:06.931+00:002014-01-31T00:32:06.931+00:00There is a song in this prose, a tale of a persona...There is a song in this prose, a tale of a personal rhythm that can expand and contract, that is both forte and pianissimo. It tells of stars and sea and the you in between.Beachannyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08638256396472533685noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-19022707718200800212014-01-30T23:06:33.153+00:002014-01-30T23:06:33.153+00:00You've caught a lot in this brief story--a sto...You've caught a lot in this brief story--a story of a life, of self-acceptance. I liked the carefree dance.You don't need a drum when you have your own beat within you.Victoria`http://liv2write2day.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-83906483778244694962014-01-30T21:39:14.000+00:002014-01-30T21:39:14.000+00:00This begs to be spoken aloud, so I acquiesced. Goo...This begs to be spoken aloud, so I acquiesced. Good pen, Anna ~Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com