tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post2825583620728550193..comments2024-03-29T00:31:51.931+00:00Comments on HyperCRYPTICal: The ForesterhyperCRYPTICalhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11967085628384237933noreply@blogger.comBlogger37125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-31006473475977250042013-12-12T22:48:45.193+00:002013-12-12T22:48:45.193+00:00What a beautiful way to explain "hormones.&qu...What a beautiful way to explain "hormones." That is why we used to get married so young. lolManzanitahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06467261212623663365noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-59935171403443145982013-12-12T20:19:43.224+00:002013-12-12T20:19:43.224+00:00I too liked the rhythm of belonging, which rings t...I too liked the rhythm of belonging, which rings true and retains ambiguity. It's a very accepting poem, it seems to me - and yes, positive at the end.<br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-32749504672705172112013-12-12T13:34:49.810+00:002013-12-12T13:34:49.810+00:00falling hard and softly
all at the same time
love...falling hard and softly<br />all at the same time<br /><br />lovely poemHisFireFlyhttp://hisfirefly.blogspot.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-25667150965291195352013-12-12T11:16:21.664+00:002013-12-12T11:16:21.664+00:00Oh Anna this is gorgeous, there is something about...Oh Anna this is gorgeous, there is something about writing that is so perfectly balanced Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-4128183575468029052013-12-12T08:43:54.785+00:002013-12-12T08:43:54.785+00:00such imagery in your words Anna - sublime and allu...such imagery in your words Anna - sublime and alluring - thank you for the readAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-28532907788890585192013-12-12T01:50:03.227+00:002013-12-12T01:50:03.227+00:00Well I am happy that it ended well for her sake sp...Well I am happy that it ended well for her sake specially ~ Enjoyed your wonderful story ~ Wishing you all the best for the holidays ~ Scarlethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03330793338813508704noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-48190750882112355062013-12-11T23:43:54.630+00:002013-12-11T23:43:54.630+00:00" . . clears the grate," "cemetery ..." . . clears the grate," "cemetery of childhood.." "..he rises from the ashes. ." for me this is one not so easily understood.<br /><br />It is an intriguing write, subtle of meaning I think, easy flow, a romance to it.<br /><br />I like it, but don't know why.<br /><br />Cheers!Jeffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12823532229269308280noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-69518884382793406522013-12-11T23:05:06.732+00:002013-12-11T23:05:06.732+00:00very rich imagery..."there is rhythm in belon...very rich imagery..."there is rhythm in belonging" great line and so true...the way you end the poem with cherry blossoms, confetti and especially "in a cemetery of childhood"...very fine writing.Ron Shieldshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15906697750712674256noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-37220997489106822602013-12-11T21:55:31.740+00:002013-12-11T21:55:31.740+00:00Such sensuality, it hangs like ivy in an English g...Such sensuality, it hangs like ivy in an English garden. A great write, thanks for sharing. ~peace, JasonAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-18135579336009535442013-12-11T19:24:34.943+00:002013-12-11T19:24:34.943+00:00Thank you for you kind and welcome comments folks....Thank you for you kind and welcome comments folks.<br /><br />The words are semi-(or maybe wholly) autobiographical and why I began to think of loss of innocence (spot-on dnake 1 and Elizabeth) I do not know. <br /><br />The ‘poisoning’ relates to beliefs held (indoctrinated – I don’t know) that the act of physical love was purely for the purpose of procreation. My head held that belief – my (confused) heart didn’t.<br /><br />My first ‘steady’ was indeed a forester, knew of my innocence and ‘waited’ for me and eventually took matters into his own hands. But – and a big but – his guilt of what he attempted to do, well, meant he couldn’t – I will let you draw your own conclusions – and he felt clumsy and awful and inadequate. So we were both hurt.<br /><br />I lost my innocence further down the line to the man who was to become – and still is – my hubs.<br /><br />So really, the poem is the intermingling of two relationships.<br /><br />Abin: My teenage years were spent in the era of supposed free love but this was not the aspirations of all. I lost my innocence through a degree of coercion – coercion perhaps too strong, but at this time cannot think of an appropriate softer word (although I am certain there is one) – so I did feel I was ‘taken.’ (But afterwards was happy with the discovery of this love.)<br /><br />Peologic: Physically bleeding oft- but not always- happens at the loss of innocence. This ‘bleed’ can often be an emotional in- or outpouring too…<br /><br />The poem is of course from a female perspective and I am led to believe the same amount of 'first time' angst – though perhaps for different reasons – exist for those wonderful things that are the males of the species.<br /><br />Anna :o]<br />hyperCRYPTICalhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11967085628384237933noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-4992218820315469862013-12-11T19:04:35.151+00:002013-12-11T19:04:35.151+00:00For me this elicited a sense of the Eden Complex w...For me this elicited a sense of the Eden Complex with its components of myth, the fall and death. Nicely done.Victoriahttp://liv2write2day.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-22134745065166130692013-12-11T18:25:47.126+00:002013-12-11T18:25:47.126+00:00Wow - something entirely new from you - heat in th...Wow - something entirely new from you - heat in the cold, fire and ice, ardor and longing, suppression and release - done so artfully and beautifully. Beautiful word choices, delicate like porcelain. Always taken somewhere else by your words. Wishing you the merriest of Christmases Anna, and a fabulous New Year!Beachannyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08638256396472533685noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-2446646705725765582013-12-11T15:18:24.364+00:002013-12-11T15:18:24.364+00:00very sensual...and beautifully penned very sensual...and beautifully penned revelationshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07184644795582553870noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-33980443097459028052013-12-11T05:00:39.035+00:002013-12-11T05:00:39.035+00:00fallen yet whole...heck... what a a write... she w...fallen yet whole...heck... what a a write... she was prepared though...and true...There is rhythm in belonging....Claudiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03011763027311966186noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-89767560846542997772013-12-11T01:07:46.977+00:002013-12-11T01:07:46.977+00:00Oh, this is a deep poem....a gem. And I really li...Oh, this is a deep poem....a gem. And I really liked the ending...that she is is fallen, yet whole. A powerful statement indeed!Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07366010389846904663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-78191716441198368612013-12-11T00:35:33.074+00:002013-12-11T00:35:33.074+00:00I think I need to repeat what I've read in sev...I think I need to repeat what I've read in several comments...WOW! Seriously, Anna, wow.Heidihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02757679752138734026noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-40753638790611460422013-12-10T23:41:08.570+00:002013-12-10T23:41:08.570+00:00Hi Anna,
Love the depth amongst the pretty imager...Hi Anna, <br />Love the depth amongst the pretty imagery in your ending and earlier especially: "as she fills her basket,<br />fills it with the want of him...." Great Stuff! With Best wishes Scott www.scotthastie.comscotthastiepoethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17266153714529613752noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-53254651998888340092013-12-10T23:05:08.199+00:002013-12-10T23:05:08.199+00:00(There is rhythm in belonging.)
Wow.(There is rhythm in belonging.)<br /><br />Wow.Maude Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03669688074743095866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-50418183027759987532013-12-10T23:04:15.679+00:002013-12-10T23:04:15.679+00:00nice write especially liked
"She is fallen, ...nice write especially liked <br />"She is fallen, fallen high from grace,<br />she falls as cherry blossom,<br />a pink confetti , a scattering<br />in a cemetery of childhood." <br />strong imagery :)Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03359959975341890512noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-24052534657983147532013-12-10T18:25:28.210+00:002013-12-10T18:25:28.210+00:00This reminds me of one of my favorite quotes: &quo...This reminds me of one of my favorite quotes: "Pain is the shell that encompasses understanding." Loss of innocence is often painful, yet how else can we grow our knowing? You portray that well here and I, too, like the falling cherry blossoms.<br /><br />ElizabethAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-65916835366693583412013-12-10T15:43:50.517+00:002013-12-10T15:43:50.517+00:00lovely images, and an intriguing poem. I think thi...lovely images, and an intriguing poem. I think this is a work about loss of innocence. :)dsnake1https://www.blogger.com/profile/08724264906690080704noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-36164502965729945612013-12-10T14:59:02.592+00:002013-12-10T14:59:02.592+00:00Anna, this was so beautifully, perfectly crafted. ...Anna, this was so beautifully, perfectly crafted. Mesmerising...and just perfect. I loved it. ~~ KimTALONhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03205633556998220372noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-36312642398790654922013-12-10T10:39:32.471+00:002013-12-10T10:39:32.471+00:00Fallen from the realms of innocence to be together...Fallen from the realms of innocence to be together in the arms of one dear to her heart. Sensuously a pic of love and togetherness. Nicely Anna!<br /><br />Hankkaykualahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03240206222973305395noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-4854093445091247952013-12-09T20:47:48.277+00:002013-12-09T20:47:48.277+00:00Very impressive.. a somewhat classic poem of the f...Very impressive.. a somewhat classic poem of the fall of a maiden.. still at the end a complete and modern take.. I'm reminded of the setting in those 19th century novels.. but still with a totally new end.. and the cherry blossom imagery is so strong.brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3139696084392272622.post-2988738488098558362013-12-09T16:32:12.471+00:002013-12-09T16:32:12.471+00:00Lovely words ... lovely feeling ... Lovely words ... lovely feeling ... ^.^https://www.blogger.com/profile/17422876955246850636noreply@blogger.com