tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post8082489974193576508..comments2024-03-19T05:26:04.770-04:00Comments on A Year of Reading: Poetry FridayMary Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09078793537148794310noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post-74172532096097481352019-02-28T23:39:19.825-05:002019-02-28T23:39:19.825-05:00I've had this EXACT moment happen on a morning...I've had this EXACT moment happen on a morning walk. I just RETREAT - meanwhile Himself is trying to talk to them and talk them down. Um, nope. I'm gone.tanita✿davishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01671822274852087499noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post-82302366830801659412019-02-18T08:04:22.985-05:002019-02-18T08:04:22.985-05:00I somehow missed that it was a skunk too, until I ...I somehow missed that it was a skunk too, until I read everyone's comments, then I went back and reread, and it seemed pretty obvious. Glad you got away without any lingering after effects. Carolhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13294455230627182656noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post-64659583696461574922019-02-17T08:14:57.016-05:002019-02-17T08:14:57.016-05:00I've come eyeball to eyeball with skunks, and ...I've come eyeball to eyeball with skunks, and so far haven't been sprayed. Knock wood. The key is to freeze and wait. And not have a dog on a long leash. Brenda at FriendlyFairyTaleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13368709489341876324noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post-74897954216769633862019-02-16T14:05:18.377-05:002019-02-16T14:05:18.377-05:00This poem stopped me dead in my tracks! I love the...This poem stopped me dead in my tracks! I love the way you led me through with suspense through the very end!Whispers from the Ridgehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02968061311611437435noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post-52457382632200453492019-02-16T08:13:41.467-05:002019-02-16T08:13:41.467-05:00Ha! I love that you never have to use the word sku...Ha! I love that you never have to use the word skunk. We KNOW....oh, do we know what is going on...and what is going on. I love this poem. Wonderful job.Linda Mitchellhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00833034575304594924noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post-80801478932339667892019-02-15T21:41:08.074-05:002019-02-15T21:41:08.074-05:00Whew! The word ‘scent’ made me suspect that a skun...Whew! The word ‘scent’ made me suspect that a skunk was involved. So glad that you didn’t get hit with eau d’skunk.Jonehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04299647754479967070noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post-78732284151023693702019-02-15T20:39:45.498-05:002019-02-15T20:39:45.498-05:00Wait--how did everyone else know you were definite...Wait--how did everyone else know you were definitely writing about skunks? Do you all run into them more often than I do? Or is this what I get for reading Poetry Friday on a Friday night with two glasses of wine in me? Fun to play with with one word many ways.Heidi Mordhorsthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16496427007514895950noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post-69868217748469586822019-02-15T17:22:31.231-05:002019-02-15T17:22:31.231-05:00Fantastic poem Mary Lee, you drew me right in and ...Fantastic poem Mary Lee, you drew me right in and kept me there–I'm glad you didn't, or hope you didn't get sprayed.Michelle Koganhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02575814872372518994noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post-87829342415357645942019-02-15T16:49:28.687-05:002019-02-15T16:49:28.687-05:00Oh my, close encounter! Made me think of one of ou...Oh my, close encounter! Made me think of one of our family tales -- about a skunk in the chicken house and my husband's mother. Love your short narrative poem.Alice Ninehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05302512837699702430noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post-33408638707256852442019-02-15T11:12:58.673-05:002019-02-15T11:12:58.673-05:00We once had a family of skunks that made a home un...We once had a family of skunks that made a home under our tool shed. We let them be. They never bothered our cat or us.Elaine Magliarohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09829330276633865868noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post-59657326799386475252019-02-15T11:12:36.142-05:002019-02-15T11:12:36.142-05:00Close call! We sometimes have skunks camping out u...Close call! We sometimes have skunks camping out under our front porch. NOT fun.jamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07859083373087448194noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post-48102400310410715962019-02-15T09:40:16.152-05:002019-02-15T09:40:16.152-05:00MaryLee, I read this right after I finished the po...MaryLee, I read this right after I finished the posting for #NYEDChat on Respectful Disagreement. <br />"Was this love or war<br />wafting through the air?" caught my attention immediately. I have never been up that close to a skunk but often smelled its unpleasant scent on Sunday drives when I was little.<br />Carol Varsalonahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02589714711155938528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post-80045591034269675782019-02-15T08:56:15.910-05:002019-02-15T08:56:15.910-05:00Zing! Mary Lee, so glad you didn't get s k u n...Zing! Mary Lee, so glad you didn't get s k u n k e d! But how wonderful to see the sight of one ( I think.) I love everything about <br />"Scent of Spring."<br />jan godown anninohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00091996699597066230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20429083.post-78197818276392089142019-02-15T08:33:42.118-05:002019-02-15T08:33:42.118-05:00Fun to see all the ways. . . Fun to see all the ways. . . Linda Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14983144542632353870noreply@blogger.com