and besides, you seem to understand the benefits of this practice lol

cheers, mate!

I’m honored to be included on the list of blogs where you read and comment!

The list mentioned above includes some home-run hitters — thank you for your wonderful mention!!

Your words are always genuine, and I am motivated by your ability to always convey something inspirational and insightful.

Thank you, Stan, for your kind mention, and for shining some light in my corner of the Internet!!!

~Keri

I made chicken soup, today. Home-made chicken stock, a whole chicken, and one glass of chilled, home-made white wine for me…

Carrots, bell peppers, and onions.

Sea salt and freshly ground black pepper.

Fresh parsley…

My question to you (and remember it’s late here…) what part of the soup am I?

I am the base stock, the veggie, the meat or the fresh herbs?

Would love to know…and I am sure you have it all figured out.

Now I am hungry. Thanks again for being who you are.

It is amazing to me that someone of average of intelligence such as myself could be considered to be profound by someone as brilliant as you.

Thank you for the encouragement, Sandra. A million, gazillion thank yous.

And Amber-Lee is out hunting grizzlies – amidst the wolves and the ever shortening days!

I am reminded of some bad haiku I wrote some years ago.

afraid to grow, meditation eight, 2008

B twenty concrete
cannot support skyscrappers -
neither oak nor pine.

You should share some of your poetry with us (right here). Or just with me by email- if you’re shy.

stan(dot)faryna(at)faryna(dot)com.

I only wrote one more sonnet in my life. It is in a wedding guest book belonging to friends I have not seen for almost 20 years.

There was some free ranging verse I wrote in wooing my ex-wife. Later a poetry-slash-song for an impending divorce. I wrote that in large font across our bedroom wall with a Sharpie permanent marker. My signature made John Hancock blush.

It took three coats of latex paint to cover it up – so she complained. [grin]

I have flirted with haiku. But I will not try to get poetry published again. But that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t try again and again!

Here’s a glimpse of my Bucharest:

The public funeral of an unknown hero, 2001

Dog dead in the street
taking a quick, little nap.
A drunk old man.

I guess I didn’t see your comment on my guest post, either. Hmm. That’s unfortunate because I enjoyed reading it. The dark side of your heart? I think my poetry often explores the darker side of things. I like that about my poetry – it’s not afraid to explore some of the scarier things. I haven’t started taping rejection letters to the wall. I’ve heard of writers and artists doing that and creating works of art from them, but I don’t think that’s something I’d want to do. Are you still writing poetry? It sounded as though you quit, but I wasn’t sure. Have you ever read C.K. Williams’ “Elegy for an Artist”? It’s a poem that somewhat relates to the idea of trying and trying again. It also could be my brain making free associations. I also think of Rumi’s poem about dancing despite happiness or sadness. I don’t think that poem has a title.

Erin

Your favorite comment that I read was on Bill Dorman’s blog post I’ve Been Kicked Out of My House http://billdorman.me/2011/09/19/ive-been-kicked-out-of-my-house/. You discussed the point of blogging is to help others. You pointed out that if you are helping others, then blogging is worthwhile. Your quote that stuck with me: “Or are you building beautiful sand castles at the sea shore?”

Thank you for sharing that insight which I have carried with me since I read it. And the amazing video on this blog. That is one of my favorite songs, wonderfully performed.

Defenestration is a great word, but so seldom is it needed.

Oh well, I’m not sure what is up with that.

I’ll definitely have to check some of these others out; hope all is well with you my friend.

Your kindness is a warm example and a gentle proof that you are a caring person.

Hallelujah…

I undertook this post in service to the little bloggers. And then I added a few not so little bloggers.

Soup is like that. It’s a moveable feast for humble pedestrians such as myself.

I appreciate you, Betsy.

Wow, some great blogs there! Thanks for sharing those with us. A few I haven’t seen yet but I do understand about connecting with others through Triberr. I have found it to be overall a great place to be among some really awesome bloggers. For the most part!

I also LOVE this song so that was really nice of you to include his video on your post. I’m sure he appreciates you sharing it as well. Just beautiful!

Because I’m probably missing the real point of this post, I guess I’ll just say that I liked the same line on Jack’s post “spitting on rainbows and killing unicorns”. So stupid it made me laugh. I still giggle when I picture it. He has a great way with words. I had to look up “defenestrate” from one of his posts. Killed me when I saw the definition!
I was reading this morning and let out an, “Aghhh!!” Everyone looked at me.”What?” they wanted to know. “I hate big words! I keep having to look ‘em up!” I read a lot…and a lot goes over my head and under my feet, and..HAH!.. sometimes, if I’m in a mood, are defenestrated with the dictionary!

Betsy