tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574791512691448986.post1519853832440283100..comments2023-08-04T08:52:31.085-05:00Comments on White Rose's Garden: TrappedWhite Rosehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17482847416614263182noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574791512691448986.post-8188652165405594662008-08-13T22:14:00.000-05:002008-08-13T22:14:00.000-05:00this is visionary.. the line a dirges cake, eaten...this is visionary.. the line a dirges cake, eaten slowly is perfection.....paisleyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08231453820728399262noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574791512691448986.post-85249629403202118882008-08-11T07:52:00.000-05:002008-08-11T07:52:00.000-05:00I really get this. You're writing is so connected ...I really get this. You're writing is so connected to real feeling.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5574791512691448986.post-63571052183889932472008-08-11T04:31:00.000-05:002008-08-11T04:31:00.000-05:00Ahhh, no, not too late, anyone who can write a poe...Ahhh, no, not too late, anyone who can write a poem at the kitchen sink to the murmur of the washing's music, is well beyond mediocrity!:) White Rose, there is a secret holiday island hideaway somewhere, where my muse has joined everyone else's muse for a summer break. Hold tight..:) they are coming back soon.Beatrice Vhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09492224274542764248noreply@blogger.com