tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857504271006815554.post941098664836614775..comments2023-10-17T05:35:27.500-07:00Comments on Living Above the Frost Line: LIVES IN ONE LIFETIME by Nancy SimpsonNancy Simpsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06468975663711270696noreply@blogger.comBlogger7125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857504271006815554.post-68745037102128042642008-10-31T13:19:00.000-07:002008-10-31T13:19:00.000-07:00Nancy, this is a beautiful and haunting poem. Make...Nancy, this is a beautiful and haunting poem. Makes me wish I was a poet. Maybe one day, if I ever finish my book, I'll take one of your classes. However, I know I could not write something as well as this. <BR/><BR/>SamSam Hoffer / My Carolina Kitchenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15358601435867848753noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857504271006815554.post-59573430031469055842008-10-30T18:34:00.000-07:002008-10-30T18:34:00.000-07:00This evening, I received two encouraging comments ...This evening, I received two encouraging comments from fellow poets living in and writing in the southern Appalachian Mountains. Both said they were unable to post a comment. I appreciate their comments.<BR/><BR/> Mary said:<BR/><BR/>Nancy, this is very good. I read your blog and I like it! Unfortunately, it was 'one of those days' at work, I am a zombie right now, so I did not figure out how to post anything on the blog itself. Your pictures are beautiful. Your message is valuable, hits at the heart of me. In short, YOU GO GIRL!!!!!!<BR/><BR/>Mary<BR/><BR/>and Carole Richard Thompson wrote :<BR/><BR/><BR/>Dear Nancy: When I got your email, I clicked on your blogspot highlighted in blue at the bottom. I enjoyed your poem so much, and the comments from others. I attempted to leave a comment, and went through the word identity thing and put in my name and my password, as usual. It refused my password, and no matter how many times I put it in, it kept refusing it, so, I'm giving up for now. What I wanted to say in my comment was:<BR/>"When Man changes the landscape, God sends poets like you to paint words of remembrance. Bless you." <BR/><BR/>Sorry I couldn't get it on your blog, but give me E for effort! Love, CaroleNancy Simpsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03495539723660135212noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857504271006815554.post-23642085580376762802008-10-30T16:20:00.000-07:002008-10-30T16:20:00.000-07:00Thanks to Glenda and Tipper. Look what you've got...Thanks to Glenda and Tipper. <BR/>Look what you've gotten me into.<BR/><BR/>Nancy SimpsonNancy Simpsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06468975663711270696noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857504271006815554.post-65197834060301614772008-10-30T15:53:00.000-07:002008-10-30T15:53:00.000-07:00Loved this poem!! Makes me think of all that is bu...Loved this poem!! Makes me think of all that is buried beneath the TVA Lakes.<BR/><BR/>Congrats on your new blog!! I will add you to my list on the Blind Pig!Tipperhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11714281090985487356noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857504271006815554.post-21546143962552553222008-10-30T12:26:00.000-07:002008-10-30T12:26:00.000-07:00Beautiful poetry and photos, Nancy.Glenda BeallBeautiful poetry and photos, Nancy.<BR/>Glenda BeallGlenda Council Beallhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04778241689968750316noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857504271006815554.post-83561501527340271212008-10-29T13:04:00.000-07:002008-10-29T13:04:00.000-07:00Lynn, Dear One,"Ancient mountain,Ancient mountain,...Lynn, Dear One,<BR/><BR/>"Ancient mountain,<BR/>Ancient mountain,<BR/>You who have waited so long,<BR/>You who have waited so long,<BR/>For your daughter to come home,<BR/>Your daughter has come home."<BR/><BR/>an ancient native chantNancy Simpsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06468975663711270696noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-857504271006815554.post-17990692461200565212008-10-29T12:50:00.000-07:002008-10-29T12:50:00.000-07:00Mom ... I LOVE this! I can see it all so clearly ...Mom ... I LOVE this! I can see it all so clearly in my mind and if I close my eyes I can smell a hundred years of rotting leaves beneath my feet and then I'm home! -LynnLynn ...https://www.blogger.com/profile/07382971041901122845noreply@blogger.com