tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171670007828382529.post285142105508299164..comments2024-02-06T15:18:05.390-06:00Comments on Writing Off the Edge: WEP Utopian DreamsL.G. Keltnerhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07624902347418621283noreply@blogger.comBlogger14125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171670007828382529.post-66814614682029943182016-12-24T12:25:44.140-06:002016-12-24T12:25:44.140-06:00Nostalgia has its place, and it helps us navigate ...Nostalgia has its place, and it helps us navigate the current times if we know what came before. We remember what is important to us, and sometimes our mind give its a rosy glow that convinces us it was better then. An excellent interpretation of the challenge, I enjoyed reading your entry. Hope your holidays are merry!D.G. Hudsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06213237734772028645noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171670007828382529.post-17659156248352104802016-12-23T03:30:41.720-06:002016-12-23T03:30:41.720-06:00That's so true! The past is always glorified i...That's so true! The past is always glorified in recall, whereas in reality the 'good ol' days' were riddled with epidemics and infant mortality and war and bad teeth and illiteracy and terrible attitudes. Much enjoyed the poetry. Images totally spot on, too. Thanks!Nilanjana Bosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08656370320322301943noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171670007828382529.post-76504733751505884062016-12-22T22:38:55.382-06:002016-12-22T22:38:55.382-06:00Excellent work. I love how you did the poetry on i...Excellent work. I love how you did the poetry on images. Thanks for sharing this writing.J Lenni Dornerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07961335286982498158noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171670007828382529.post-61060496365128324292016-12-22T15:08:28.775-06:002016-12-22T15:08:28.775-06:00I remember oh to well
about things that happen
tha...I remember oh to well<br />about things that happen<br />that no one would tell<br />I remember oh to well<br />desk49https://www.blogger.com/profile/05795159954019523527noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171670007828382529.post-68292339523237611362016-12-22T13:06:40.259-06:002016-12-22T13:06:40.259-06:00That was really cool.
The good times are here and ...That was really cool.<br />The good times are here and now, not in the past. The good old days? No remotes for the television sets and only four channels to watch. Doesn't sound good to me.Alex J. Cavanaughhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09770065693345181702noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171670007828382529.post-4079005476903769142016-12-22T02:47:01.753-06:002016-12-22T02:47:01.753-06:00The grass is always greener, eh? I've always ...The grass is always greener, eh? I've always admired people who can express their ideas fully in few words. Well done!LuAnn @ BackPorchervationshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01775630749079885915noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171670007828382529.post-70879761043889816962016-12-21T22:51:12.006-06:002016-12-21T22:51:12.006-06:00'We long for something that never really was.&...'We long for something that never really was.' What a great way to put it! Those nostalgic musings as often the fantasies of our mind and tricks of past remembrances played upon our fancies. Great Utopian Dream verse, here. I really enjoyed it.farawayeyeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17578277501054242356noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171670007828382529.post-84555116321411523972016-12-21T18:53:32.424-06:002016-12-21T18:53:32.424-06:00Well done! No, I have no memories of perfection. S...Well done! No, I have no memories of perfection. Strife, fear, and struggle have occurred in each decade, but hope springs eternal. Although, even I have to admit after this election, even hope is difficult to grasp and hold!<br /><br />Love you format! Well done. Thank you for another great entry for the WEP Challenge!<br /><br />Wishing you and yours a joy filled holiday and very successful NewYolanda Renéehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09085436784133103221noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171670007828382529.post-34422058679133225102016-12-21T13:39:22.763-06:002016-12-21T13:39:22.763-06:00Your rhyming is excellent. Always beginning with D...Your rhyming is excellent. Always beginning with Do You Remember in your first verses paces your poem well. Your last two verses are your summation and they come across with your meaning. <br />Well done. <br />Have a Merry Christmas and a beautiful walk over into the new year. <br />Shalom aleichem,<br />Pat GarciaPat Garciahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04204650731843984192noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171670007828382529.post-67910035559819314912016-12-21T13:31:37.617-06:002016-12-21T13:31:37.617-06:00The past as Utopia — how accurate. For many attemp...The past as Utopia — how accurate. For many attempting to build a Utopia in future, it really is to the past that they look to; it is a previous glory that they wish to return to... But, as you say, nostalgia is a distorting lens, and that glory most often turns out to be perceived rather than real. Great, great piece :)<br />Guilie @ <a href="http://guilie-castillo-oriard.blogspot.com/" rel="Guilie Castillohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09006999087139126972noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171670007828382529.post-56637485003980426202016-12-21T12:49:44.639-06:002016-12-21T12:49:44.639-06:00Love your poem, oh yeah! Yes, the past is always a...Love your poem, oh yeah! Yes, the past is always a dream, and the future is always unclear. Only the present, the here and now truly matters. Olga Godimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00358026814685611301noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171670007828382529.post-35035739419958202172016-12-21T12:12:03.936-06:002016-12-21T12:12:03.936-06:00How true it is.
And how seamlessly I have moved (m...How true it is.<br />And how seamlessly I have moved (mostly) to join the old fogeys mourning for a time that I look at through several pairs of rose coloured glasses.<br />Love your take.<br />Thank you.Elephant's Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06650565833097914052noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171670007828382529.post-13343809300371191762016-12-21T10:41:49.126-06:002016-12-21T10:41:49.126-06:00Days past are so safe, even when that's the la...Days past are so safe, even when that's the last thing in the world they really were. Glad you took the poetic route today. I enjoyed reading it.cleemckenziehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15456109243453726483noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5171670007828382529.post-18217267360257230822016-12-21T03:36:08.093-06:002016-12-21T03:36:08.093-06:00This is a powerfully nostalgic philosophy, LG. Yes...This is a powerfully nostalgic philosophy, LG. Yes, do we remember? The 'olden days' are always looked at as a golden time. Certainly our lives today seem unrecognisable from the life our parents lived as children. But not everything about modern life is worse than it was in the past--yes, 'we long for something that never really was.'<br /><br />Thank you LG for posting for WEP Denise Covey https://www.blogger.com/profile/07106490051555233439noreply@blogger.com