I am a middle-aged South African woman, living in Johannesburg. I began writing poetry towards the end of May 2010. I love animals – sometimes more than people! I am back after a break. Thanks for still being here, if you are! Missed you! xxx
Apparently (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ring_a_Ring_o'_Roses) this common belief is apparently possibly untrue. Certainly you poem describes quite accurately the way we are living “on the brink” as we run around in frantic circles.
Interesting, Ben; I thought it was a fact… Anyway we are, I believe, on the brink insofar as our planet’s health is concerned. It should be interesting to see history in the making – either way…
Yeah, Denise there always seems to be that “wire” that we must navigate throughout our lives, and pray that if we fall, there will be a net..Or someone to catch us, at least.. Lovely poem, as usual.
Quite right Denise. my erstwhile neighbour said to me “don’t chop down your Rowan trees – I watch the seasons pass on those. She was eighty-three at the time.
At 74, I know what she meant. The Rowans are still there!
John
I write a comment whenever I especially enjoy a post on a site or if I have something to valuable to contribute to the conversation. It is a result of the fire displayed in the article I read. And on this article Circles and Rings Adeeyoyo's Blog. I was actually excited enough to post a thought 🙂 I actually do have a couple of questions for you if it’s okay. Is it simply me or do some of the responses look as if they are written by brain dead visitors? 😛 And, if you are writing at other social sites, I’d like to follow you. Would you make a list all of your community pages like your Facebook page, twitter feed, or linkedin profile?
This world is itself a system of dynamic spheres within spheres… and regular cycles of upheaval and reconstruction. No wonder, if we stop we shall be on the brink.
It’s also true with poetic activity. I can say that from my experience.
You are right about poetry, Sunamu, and it is also true about love ‘making the world go round’, maybe not literally, but certainly more pleasantly, lol! – if given a chance…
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15/03/2012 at 12:05 pm
Very matter of factually…balancing.
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15/03/2012 at 3:07 pm
Teeheehee 😉
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15/03/2012 at 12:43 pm
Oh yes, life can keep one balanced on the edge … steady as she goes. Blessings – Maxi
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15/03/2012 at 3:09 pm
It is sometimes like that, Maxi. From one extreme to another – seldom calm for long… but that’s what makes it so exciting. Bless you, Maxi.
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15/03/2012 at 2:01 pm
“A ring, a ring o’ roses,
A pocket full o’posies-
Atishoo atishoo we all fall down”
sprang to mind.
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15/03/2012 at 3:10 pm
Ha, Ben, but that came from the plague – nasty thought disguised as a children’s game…
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15/03/2012 at 3:36 pm
Apparently (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ring_a_Ring_o'_Roses) this common belief is apparently possibly untrue. Certainly you poem describes quite accurately the way we are living “on the brink” as we run around in frantic circles.
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16/03/2012 at 4:39 am
Interesting, Ben; I thought it was a fact… Anyway we are, I believe, on the brink insofar as our planet’s health is concerned. It should be interesting to see history in the making – either way…
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15/03/2012 at 2:17 pm
Well put adee! 🙂
*hugs*
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16/03/2012 at 4:40 am
Thank you, Hope, you sweetie pie. 😀
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15/03/2012 at 3:34 pm
Life is a never ending merry-go-round, Adee. Love your poem. xxx
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16/03/2012 at 4:43 am
Oh, it certainly is, AD. Thank you so much. I hope you are going to enjoy your visit back to SA. Wish I was still in Durbs…
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15/03/2012 at 4:40 pm
Yeah, Denise there always seems to be that “wire” that we must navigate throughout our lives, and pray that if we fall, there will be a net..Or someone to catch us, at least.. Lovely poem, as usual.
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16/03/2012 at 4:44 am
Oh, Jake, I am confident there is a net, my friend… Thanks for the compliment.
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16/03/2012 at 5:33 am
It is warranted and you are welcome. Stay safe Denise..
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17/03/2012 at 9:23 am
♥
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15/03/2012 at 9:01 pm
Yes Denise, “What comes around goes around. ”
I see the world in seasons nowadays. Nothing more circular than that.
John
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16/03/2012 at 4:45 am
So do I, John. But they are getting shorter as the years pass faster… or so it seems!
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16/03/2012 at 9:20 pm
Quite right Denise. my erstwhile neighbour said to me “don’t chop down your Rowan trees – I watch the seasons pass on those. She was eighty-three at the time.
At 74, I know what she meant. The Rowans are still there!
John
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15/03/2012 at 10:46 pm
oh yeah i feel that balancing act at times while the circles keep spinning and spinning…
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16/03/2012 at 4:50 am
Remember the tops that you pump to spin… sometimes I wish one could slow it down, but then they go into that wobble…
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16/03/2012 at 1:49 pm
The rhythm of this is just infectious, Denise: like a spinning top…
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17/03/2012 at 9:24 am
Thank you, Kate… 🙂
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16/03/2012 at 5:40 pm
Life is indeed a finely tuned balance.
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17/03/2012 at 9:25 am
Yes and it’s quite mind-boggling to think about it, Jeannie.
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16/03/2012 at 9:48 pm
I write a comment whenever I especially enjoy a post on a site or if I have something to valuable to contribute to the conversation. It is a result of the fire displayed in the article I read. And on this article Circles and Rings Adeeyoyo's Blog. I was actually excited enough to post a thought 🙂 I actually do have a couple of questions for you if it’s okay. Is it simply me or do some of the responses look as if they are written by brain dead visitors? 😛 And, if you are writing at other social sites, I’d like to follow you. Would you make a list all of your community pages like your Facebook page, twitter feed, or linkedin profile?
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17/03/2012 at 9:35 am
Thank you, Jin! I am on all three social networks. 😀
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17/03/2012 at 12:53 pm
Yes! 🙂 No chance of jumping off this merry-go-round (although I do feel as tho I’m spinning out at times!)
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17/03/2012 at 1:20 pm
I think we often do feel like that, Bb. A bit out of control, lol!
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17/03/2012 at 3:30 pm
Great piece, my friend.
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17/03/2012 at 5:28 pm
Nicely rounded off, and with a good ring to it! 🙂
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17/03/2012 at 5:52 pm
Hahaha, thank you, Col! 😆
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23/03/2012 at 4:32 pm
This world is itself a system of dynamic spheres within spheres… and regular cycles of upheaval and reconstruction. No wonder, if we stop we shall be on the brink.
It’s also true with poetic activity. I can say that from my experience.
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24/03/2012 at 7:05 am
You are right about poetry, Sunamu, and it is also true about love ‘making the world go round’, maybe not literally, but certainly more pleasantly, lol! – if given a chance…
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