tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999132639532480534.post8960746330348470207..comments2024-03-18T00:15:53.183-07:00Comments on Louise Phillips Writer: Poetry Bus Poem - NightUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999132639532480534.post-24490728016092341282011-01-19T08:53:18.443-08:002011-01-19T08:53:18.443-08:00The eerie nothingness invades.
And so I breathe,
b...The eerie nothingness invades.<br />And so I breathe,<br />because I must,<br />the harshness is in the silence I hear back.<br /><br />How well you captured this feeling...Jinksyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01686101468214361004noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999132639532480534.post-37896912820549726202011-01-17T15:06:40.233-08:002011-01-17T15:06:40.233-08:00Thanks Jules and Kat. I guess we have all been th...Thanks Jules and Kat. I guess we have all been there at some point!Louisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05912071192179983603noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999132639532480534.post-67762969570420088592011-01-17T14:47:49.261-08:002011-01-17T14:47:49.261-08:00I really like this - been there, in the middle of ...I really like this - been there, in the middle of the night too, except my brain rarely quietens, unless you hit me with a mallet.<br /><br />My favourite is the second stanza with the bellows echoing the spell of loneliness (as if to underline the experience).<br /><br />KatKat Mortensenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16877694888419628533noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999132639532480534.post-64301899602917066392011-01-17T13:27:31.806-08:002011-01-17T13:27:31.806-08:00This wonderfully nails that moment where you stop ...This wonderfully nails that moment where you stop on all levels for a while and experience what creeps in. I love it!JustJuleshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17423675949779736980noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999132639532480534.post-40467758158070538062011-01-17T12:29:21.979-08:002011-01-17T12:29:21.979-08:00Not sure Karen whether it is the poetic spirit or ...Not sure Karen whether it is the poetic spirit or the mad spirit, but it sure as hell crept up on me all of a sudden alright. Got up this morning went for wonderful walk and everything was normal again, well as normal as normal can be that is!!<br /><br />You're right Helen, planning on going to bed early tonight.<br /><br />T.G. Emerging Writer for that at least!Louisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05912071192179983603noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999132639532480534.post-59652988378974712562011-01-17T12:06:21.049-08:002011-01-17T12:06:21.049-08:00Isn't it interesting how these things come upo...Isn't it interesting how these things come upon us with little or no warning? One minute - busy, fine; the next - listening to our dreads. Is it the poetic spirit, do you suppose?Karenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12003379181294550035noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999132639532480534.post-91933476636912920412011-01-17T09:23:49.803-08:002011-01-17T09:23:49.803-08:00Twas a bit gloomy all right but worth it for the t...Twas a bit gloomy all right but worth it for the terrific last stanzaEmerging Writerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06539530495238043923noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999132639532480534.post-41779094738072588982011-01-17T09:06:59.497-08:002011-01-17T09:06:59.497-08:00... in the still of the night, can feel daunting.... in the still of the night, can feel daunting.Helenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16619199535376925989noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999132639532480534.post-34598422687665966092011-01-17T07:10:38.883-08:002011-01-17T07:10:38.883-08:00Thanks TFE.Thanks TFE.Louisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05912071192179983603noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999132639532480534.post-23218755560035824182011-01-17T06:33:19.786-08:002011-01-17T06:33:19.786-08:00I'm lovin that last stanza!I'm lovin that last stanza!Totalfeckineejithttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05352708391465031655noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999132639532480534.post-10843486621461438372011-01-17T04:24:54.503-08:002011-01-17T04:24:54.503-08:00Sounds like too much coffee and staying up too lat...Sounds like too much coffee and staying up too late!!!Louisehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05912071192179983603noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7999132639532480534.post-54812205963807327382011-01-17T03:47:46.539-08:002011-01-17T03:47:46.539-08:00sounds like a case of tiredness... well described ...sounds like a case of tiredness... well described missus, I think it's quite understated, and strong too because of that.Niamh Bhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06519443787482685320noreply@blogger.com