tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33006404.post6690268539755261716..comments2023-11-03T04:24:41.788-05:00Comments on Not Quite Right: Last Rose of AutumnBubbahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01650967162729244014noreply@blogger.comBlogger28125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33006404.post-78155106977983609032011-11-03T05:21:03.898-05:002011-11-03T05:21:03.898-05:00Hey..It came out very well..It is as good as the r...Hey..It came out very well..It is as good as the rose..Diamond Core Drill Bitshttp://www.coresnsaws.com/noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33006404.post-73923008964393364962010-10-29T08:00:27.739-05:002010-10-29T08:00:27.739-05:00My rose bush in the front yard has given us one mo...My rose bush in the front yard has given us one more perfect red flower today. I will forever think of you Bob, when I see the last rose. I miss you friend.Tina Trivetthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02825552421880291545noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33006404.post-39292277112284289092009-12-25T02:30:00.941-06:002009-12-25T02:30:00.941-06:00Hi Bob,
I still miss you in that achey way.
I ho...Hi Bob,<br /><br />I still miss you in that achey way.<br /><br />I hope you are well. I know your family longs to have you with them this Holiday.<br /><br />Merry Christmas.amuirinhttp://bugbear.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33006404.post-78578341673421965082009-05-04T20:57:00.000-05:002009-05-04T20:57:00.000-05:00Remember the Roses
Let us always remember the...Remember the Roses<br /> <br />Let us always remember the roses<br />and the thorns be a thing of the past<br />for the rose, though perfect in its time,<br />was never meant to last.<br />But better we recall the hue<br />of beauty on the vine<br />than shy away for fear of thorns.<br />Another rose.<br />Another time.<br /><br />©Shirley Allard<br /><br />I will forever see you in the splendor of the Autumn rose, my friend. I miss you.Shirleyhttp://whispersinthewind.wordpress.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33006404.post-81357953071741933042009-01-04T00:51:00.000-06:002009-01-04T00:51:00.000-06:00Just saying hello again, Bob and Louise. We love ...Just saying hello again, Bob and Louise. We love you and miss you. Your poem is beautiful. I have read it at least a hundred times. Thank you for keeping your site up here for us to enjoy.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33006404.post-57630765606756220862008-11-20T10:48:00.000-06:002008-11-20T10:48:00.000-06:00Now I know why this made me cry Bob. I'll miss you...Now I know why this made me cry Bob. I'll miss you.Tina Trivetthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02825552421880291545noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33006404.post-38974329358553956322008-11-17T14:50:00.000-06:002008-11-17T14:50:00.000-06:00I wanted you to know I amthinking about you and ...I wanted you to know I am<BR/>thinking about you and <BR/>hoping you are well.<BR/>Missing you<BR/>loving you<BR/>hoping for you<BR/>Peace for you<BR/>love<BR/>kay leekayleehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10056055122360014443noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33006404.post-9167804495900074282008-11-15T11:50:00.000-06:002008-11-15T11:50:00.000-06:00Bob, I just wanted you to know that I am sure that...Bob, I just wanted you to know that I am sure that I am not alone when I say - Bob, we're thinking about you and wishing you well...<BR/><BR/>PeaceAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33006404.post-57732103186540801352008-10-31T13:44:00.000-05:002008-10-31T13:44:00.000-05:00Me too, Bob. Miss you.Me too, Bob. Miss you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33006404.post-58211815004147737842008-10-31T10:36:00.000-05:002008-10-31T10:36:00.000-05:00I had to come by & have another read...this is...I had to come by & have another read...this is so lovely.Tina Trivetthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02825552421880291545noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33006404.post-3845966099864874002008-10-25T21:25:00.000-05:002008-10-25T21:25:00.000-05:00miss youmiss youAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33006404.post-14942537613670111832008-10-16T11:03:00.000-05:002008-10-16T11:03:00.000-05:00Full of tenderness, the way the words are chosen t...Full of tenderness, the way the words are chosen to capture the rose's essence. The third stanza held the most effect on me, as regards the notion of inevitability. :) Cheers.S.L. Corsuahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10299376651709536034noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33006404.post-16417757921793058042008-10-14T23:48:00.000-05:002008-10-14T23:48:00.000-05:00all the things they saidand an extra, from me. I h...all the things they said<BR/><BR/>and an extra, from me. I hope you're good. I hope it's a good day.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33006404.post-1750366857517724592008-10-13T12:46:00.000-05:002008-10-13T12:46:00.000-05:00Bob - This is fantastic...aching, and wanting - re...Bob - This is fantastic...aching, and wanting - reaching, and hoping to be reached to - hands wanting to be held, and wanting to know that what is held, can be held for the eternity of a moment - forever.<BR/><BR/>This makes us so utterly human, and at the same time - much, much more.<BR/><BR/>Thank You...<BR/>PoetmanAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33006404.post-49368308463806378612008-10-11T20:42:00.000-05:002008-10-11T20:42:00.000-05:00Beautiful, Bob. I can smell the rose. It's alway...Beautiful, Bob. I can smell the rose. It's always bittersweet in October. Yes, big applause coming from me, too. You're awesome, dude.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33006404.post-77716527278557514922008-10-11T14:48:00.000-05:002008-10-11T14:48:00.000-05:00The last rose always smells sweeter than the other...The last rose always smells sweeter than the others, to me.<BR/><BR/>A lovely thing you made and shared -- thanks, from the bottom of my tuckered-out heart.Lori Witzelhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04744273435691506484noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33006404.post-61853699151556326272008-10-10T10:49:00.000-05:002008-10-10T10:49:00.000-05:00i'll never again look at the last rose of autumn i...i'll never again look at the last rose of autumn in quite the same way...<BR/><BR/>the last line says it all...Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33006404.post-75058867384096520222008-10-10T00:50:00.000-05:002008-10-10T00:50:00.000-05:00Nicely put, Bob - beauty, living in the moment and...Nicely put, Bob - beauty, living in the moment and accepting it for all of its wonder and joy. thanks - a fanhfurnesshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06696258127478731741noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33006404.post-12101521864148723472008-10-09T13:20:00.000-05:002008-10-09T13:20:00.000-05:00This brings tears to my eyes.It is lovely,and you...This brings tears to my eyes.<BR/>It is lovely,and you are a poet.<BR/>I have know this for years.<BR/>Back to read once again,<BR/>and again.<BR/>LTYFMkayleehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10056055122360014443noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33006404.post-19270077208928565382008-10-09T12:22:00.000-05:002008-10-09T12:22:00.000-05:00I'm not quite sure why, but this made me cry. Such...I'm not quite sure why, but this made me cry. Such a tender, tender write. Lots of love to you my friend.Tina Trivetthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02825552421880291545noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33006404.post-34998675756750106072008-10-09T05:06:00.000-05:002008-10-09T05:06:00.000-05:00Sorry to barge back in, but Bob in a zoot suit? I'...Sorry to barge back in, but Bob in a zoot suit? I'd catch the next plane to Moberly just to see that! Perfect!Jo Janoskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09206890846490911655noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33006404.post-69240412077326647122008-10-09T04:28:00.000-05:002008-10-09T04:28:00.000-05:00Bob, it's a damn shame Moberly doesn't have a jazz...Bob, it's a damn shame Moberly doesn't have a jazz or blues scene, or a bar where they have open-mic night. People would demand you set the standard for all other acts to emulate. And on some nights you'd show up wearing a Zoot Suit, just for the hell of it.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33006404.post-5661988257683446312008-10-08T23:38:00.000-05:002008-10-08T23:38:00.000-05:00Ahhh. ::::Siiiiiiiiiiiiiigh:::Lovely. Just lovely....Ahhh. ::::Siiiiiiiiiiiiiigh:::<BR/><BR/>Lovely. Just lovely.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33006404.post-68490787894083582022008-10-08T21:45:00.000-05:002008-10-08T21:45:00.000-05:00And you claim not to be a poet? Fooled the whole ...And you claim not to be a poet? Fooled the whole lot of us!Danhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13986014894382899336noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33006404.post-2953101023748517762008-10-08T18:47:00.000-05:002008-10-08T18:47:00.000-05:00Absolutely gorgeous love poem, Bob. Careful, tende...Absolutely gorgeous love poem, Bob. Careful, tender and sounds beautiful like soft sad music. Wonderful.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com