tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post1619700236690861264..comments2024-01-26T13:12:55.520-08:00Comments on Feel Free to Read: Goddess DescendingGlenn Buttkushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10680725814199700692noreply@blogger.comBlogger19125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-79859600305298148222017-02-20T06:47:41.279-08:002017-02-20T06:47:41.279-08:00During the harshness of war, a dream like that mus...During the harshness of war, a dream like that must have been a much needed release of tension. Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05126230685516232230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-64782013834610278662017-02-18T12:00:33.392-08:002017-02-18T12:00:33.392-08:00Awesome squared! Your poem reads like an old detec...Awesome squared! Your poem reads like an old detective fiction book, all torn up and stained. Loved it.Bekkie Sanchezhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16300001421561443693noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-54877859955160772162017-02-18T08:52:54.314-08:002017-02-18T08:52:54.314-08:00Sorry Glenn.........my comment should say
Tears i...Sorry Glenn.........my comment should say<br /><br />Tears in my eyes, emotions welling up...this part:<br /><br />"beginning to<br /> look like napalm, like the zealous<br /> spark in Charlie’s eyes as he rushed<br /> over our deadly concertina wire while<br /> we barely slept, hugging our rifles and<br /> whispering our mother’s names."<br /><br />And again I'll write, how do you write like this? It slices into me.lillianthehomepoet.wordpress.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12664830773553716989noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-49966840467662492242017-02-18T08:50:32.285-08:002017-02-18T08:50:32.285-08:00Tears i"beginning to
lo...Tears i"beginning to<br /> look like napalm, like the zealous<br /> spark in Charlie’s eyes as he rushed<br /> over our deadly concertina wire while<br /> we barely slept, hugging our rifles and<br /> whispering our mother’s names.<br /><br />How do you write like this? It slices into me.lillianthehomepoet.wordpress.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12664830773553716989noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-41714423246997766952017-02-18T07:06:20.133-08:002017-02-18T07:06:20.133-08:00This is excellent. . . enjoying a halcyon late a...This is excellent. . . enjoying a halcyon late afternoon high<br /> up along the Angeles Crest. . .loved this line! Sreejahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01395234979504881964noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-16740838681123201332017-02-17T04:45:04.038-08:002017-02-17T04:45:04.038-08:00Some dreams or dream-states stay with us forever; ...Some dreams or dream-states stay with us forever; my post is about a dream I had the other night.<br />She is luscious and dreamy, and set against the back story of the horror of Vietnam, I sense the danger, grief, isolation.. as well as the intimate connection with a girl who seemed real, visited you, and left you with a smile. Nice going, Glenn.Kathy Reedhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12326495504453579091noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-30879641519424003102017-02-16T16:13:01.996-08:002017-02-16T16:13:01.996-08:00Oh, my heart what a wonderful thing to experience....Oh, my heart what a wonderful thing to experience. Trippy as one said but obviously it made a lasting impression. Lucky you to be so visited.Debi Swimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08255928985823418669noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-89506316296723094112017-02-16T15:35:59.588-08:002017-02-16T15:35:59.588-08:00Wonderfully descriptive, rich with color, rife wit...Wonderfully descriptive, rich with color, rife with contrast from reality to dream goddess. Bravo!indybevhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05505539407819784525noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-3801128459036296222017-02-16T15:32:31.852-08:002017-02-16T15:32:31.852-08:00I specially like how you described her: emanating...I specially like how you described her: emanating a tragic sadness, appearing joyous, lusty, but with a tinge, a vibe of suicide. <br /><br />Like a mystical experience or a vivid nightmare ~ I was right with you Glenn ~ Enjoyed the reading too ~Gracehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02213172239590722747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-82183542923128332422017-02-16T13:42:50.657-08:002017-02-16T13:42:50.657-08:00Who was she....how wonderful...a moment to last fo...Who was she....how wonderful...a moment to last forever...Alison Hhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08215158863724691355noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-77679321920763256472017-02-16T13:27:50.905-08:002017-02-16T13:27:50.905-08:00I got it to work! Now I know what your voice sound...I got it to work! Now I know what your voice sounds like! Brilliant!Kim M. Russellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16668459794787447606noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-25096761134222994852017-02-16T13:19:22.316-08:002017-02-16T13:19:22.316-08:00Kim & others perhaps. I did read this aloud--w...Kim & others perhaps. I did read this aloud--which I often do--just click on the pic at the bottom. I love it when any of you take the effort to record yourself reading your words aloud--like attending an open mic performanceGlenn Buttkushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10680725814199700692noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-75335595447080379892017-02-16T13:02:07.336-08:002017-02-16T13:02:07.336-08:00Oh my...I'm right there...stunning descriptive...Oh my...I'm right there...stunning descriptive prose and so deeply linked to the image you portray and the one you posted...you did well to release her...real well.<br /><br />Made me think of this legend http://www.crystalinks.com/buffalocalfwoman.htmlAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-43950181528895347332017-02-16T12:38:27.799-08:002017-02-16T12:38:27.799-08:00Glenn you have fed us a mighty meal here! I will n...Glenn you have fed us a mighty meal here! I will need to feast on this over the coming days but on first take this is a great tale ~ the contrast between soldier and the image in the painting is seismic ~ I love the counterweight of that. Great piece.paul mortimerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17053458852523674877noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-4856964817293762942017-02-16T12:38:10.827-08:002017-02-16T12:38:10.827-08:00I can see how that experience would make one feel ...I can see how that experience would make one feel loved.Frank Hubenyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18058591172624203875noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-24179096807217480282017-02-16T12:24:50.793-08:002017-02-16T12:24:50.793-08:00I would love to hear you reading this, Glenn - it ...I would love to hear you reading this, Glenn - it needs a male American voice and I have a female British one. it would make a great short film, too. I'm glad you reference Bonanza as it helps me picture the scene, having been a huge Bonanza fan back in the day. While all the other little girls at school were made for Little Joe, I really liked the actor Pernell Roberts, so I was an Adam fan, with Hoss coming a close second. But I digress. This is so surreal and trippy! Reminds me of Kurt Vonnegut.<br />Kim M. Russellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16668459794787447606noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-31940247816539014562017-02-16T12:24:17.274-08:002017-02-16T12:24:17.274-08:00Love this... the contrast between the soldier, and...Love this... the contrast between the soldier, and her, like a goddess or a magical being, or something else... but maybe it's fantasy that saves us from reality sometimes.brudberghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12563403553536472377noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-48777058670906693602017-02-16T12:13:54.559-08:002017-02-16T12:13:54.559-08:00Oh how I would love to see this as a painting, a t...Oh how I would love to see this as a painting, a triptych perhaps. Last night I had the strangest dream I ever dreamed before....this puts me in mind of that old song.tonispencerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04200564195675794747noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6327165758377801408.post-36931454953262340102017-02-16T12:09:26.067-08:002017-02-16T12:09:26.067-08:00Outstanding.Outstanding.✿https://www.blogger.com/profile/01044032159371976375noreply@blogger.com