tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399598343935460253.post4705414240728220396..comments2023-09-11T08:24:00.875-04:00Comments on More Where That Came From: Waiting on the TrainConniehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03865193802444007545noreply@blogger.comBlogger42125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399598343935460253.post-58281288959213540582014-07-29T09:20:50.710-04:002014-07-29T09:20:50.710-04:00Hi Jen, I don't think of either way as being i...Hi Jen, I don't think of either way as being inferior. I just meant that there is more than one way to approach life. One way is right for some while another way is right for others. Thanks for your comment. I'm glad you liked this poem. :)Conniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03865193802444007545noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399598343935460253.post-66841316970685563022014-07-28T23:04:21.339-04:002014-07-28T23:04:21.339-04:00Wow. I like the photo, but the picture your poem ...Wow. I like the photo, but the picture your poem painted was prettier. <br /><br />But, I'm confused. I like these people, I like their world, I would like to know them.<br /><br />But if I'm not mistaken, the last two lines of your poem seem to present two basic approaches to life, and the one that involves waiting for quiet so we can tell our own stories clearly seems to be the inferior one. Do I have this wrong? Did you just mean, there's a stage of life when we ride and a stage of life when we sit and talk? Jenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10634638112433848876noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399598343935460253.post-21281866862783014872014-07-28T21:51:53.796-04:002014-07-28T21:51:53.796-04:00Thank you, Terri! :-)Thank you, Terri! :-)Conniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03865193802444007545noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399598343935460253.post-56327679492959012592014-07-28T21:51:23.820-04:002014-07-28T21:51:23.820-04:00Thank you, Lynne! I was surprised by how close th...Thank you, Lynne! I was surprised by how close the train was too. One of my grandmothers lived close to a train when I was little, but the train was across the street from her house. Even across the street, it made a lot of noise and shook the walls when it passed.Conniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03865193802444007545noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399598343935460253.post-40632951302304708242014-07-28T21:49:13.126-04:002014-07-28T21:49:13.126-04:00Thank you, Marie! :)Thank you, Marie! :)Conniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03865193802444007545noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399598343935460253.post-16478985416230798572014-07-28T11:12:01.434-04:002014-07-28T11:12:01.434-04:00I can see the people on the porch pausing to wait ...I can see the people on the porch pausing to wait on the train to pass by- my grands (who love to talk) would just talk right on through the noise. You have a talent for telling stories with your poetry!Coloring Outside the Lineshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15289093479063221765noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399598343935460253.post-34668442306271903752014-07-28T02:00:16.034-04:002014-07-28T02:00:16.034-04:00What an interesting link. That train looks so clos...What an interesting link. That train looks so close to where they are sitting. You'd painted the picture in my mind, before I saw the photo. But I didn't imagine the train to be so close. The museum looks nice to visit.Lynnehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09024237340152393255noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399598343935460253.post-18879258973576569322014-07-27T17:12:45.005-04:002014-07-27T17:12:45.005-04:00Olá amiga, passei por aqui para desejar-lhe uma ab...Olá amiga, passei por aqui para desejar-lhe uma abençoada semana.<br />Doce abraço Marie.<br />Algodão Tão Docehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09504223301851879603noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399598343935460253.post-40843303588828495162014-07-26T21:58:17.430-04:002014-07-26T21:58:17.430-04:00Thank you all so much for your comments. I've ...Thank you all so much for your comments. I've been having a lot of trouble with Blogger losing my comments on other blogs too. Not sure what's up with that, but I hope they get it fixed soon. I appreciate the kind words from everyone. I hope you all are having a good weekend!Conniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03865193802444007545noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399598343935460253.post-55148806936296427792014-07-26T21:28:41.824-04:002014-07-26T21:28:41.824-04:00It looks like my comment did not post either. I di...It looks like my comment did not post either. I did enjoy the poem.Lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09763547174099448920noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399598343935460253.post-45405517127059555522014-07-26T17:20:32.521-04:002014-07-26T17:20:32.521-04:00Daisy, this is just wonderful. Love your words!Daisy, this is just wonderful. Love your words!Eggs In My Pockethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17229803318817119532noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399598343935460253.post-29849324086778426362014-07-24T10:44:49.117-04:002014-07-24T10:44:49.117-04:00MWHAAAAA. I left a comment a while back and it loo...MWHAAAAA. I left a comment a while back and it looks like it didn't *take* Loved the poem because I enjoy trains so much. In a few weeks my 12-year old granddaughter and I are embarking on a cross-country train trip with a bedroom in a sleeper car. We will travel from KCMO through the southwest to LA where we will transfer to travel up the coast. We are so excited!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01195069261664454057noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399598343935460253.post-86960533831337966862014-07-24T09:35:46.345-04:002014-07-24T09:35:46.345-04:00Another sweet poem, Daisy! I've always loved t...Another sweet poem, Daisy! I've always loved the sense of civilzed adventure around trains travel.Trishhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18273468231529654323noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399598343935460253.post-70872927716254101992014-07-23T22:41:35.597-04:002014-07-23T22:41:35.597-04:00Thank you, Sandy! I really appreciate your kind wo...Thank you, Sandy! I really appreciate your kind words. I'm glad this brought back some good memories for you. :-)Conniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03865193802444007545noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399598343935460253.post-79650369981565174102014-07-23T22:39:47.759-04:002014-07-23T22:39:47.759-04:00Beatrice, that is so cool that you have seen this ...Beatrice, that is so cool that you have seen this photo before and knew which one I was writing about. Thank you for your comment. I'm sure that museum is wonderful.Conniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03865193802444007545noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399598343935460253.post-60820468781402841892014-07-23T22:38:49.671-04:002014-07-23T22:38:49.671-04:00I don't remember the man stopping traffic, but...I don't remember the man stopping traffic, but I do remember we thought it was fun to wave at the man in the caboose. We used to always count the number of cars in the train too. Thanks, Susan! :)Conniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03865193802444007545noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399598343935460253.post-30725812298699253352014-07-23T11:50:38.736-04:002014-07-23T11:50:38.736-04:00Wow, that is so cool - love the poem you wrote and...Wow, that is so cool - love the poem you wrote and enjoyed following the link and seeing the photo that inspired you! I was reminded of when my mother's dad -my grandpa of course, worked for the Railroad back in Kansas City - I use to love to go down to the switching yards. This poem just took me back to my little home town. Your poetry does what it's suppose to do - make one feel something - reclaim a memory or look toward a future unknown etc. sandyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03307968128182359860noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399598343935460253.post-28453016099416885292014-07-21T20:31:32.311-04:002014-07-21T20:31:32.311-04:00When I read your poem, Daisy, I actually thought o...When I read your poem, Daisy, I actually thought of the photo shown in the link. I have seen it at the O Winston Link museum in Roanoke, VA during 2 visits there...as you know Grenville is a huge train fan. Link's ohotos are not to be missed.Beatrice P. Boydhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08281239556392874979noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399598343935460253.post-84943398989842360832014-07-21T12:20:47.526-04:002014-07-21T12:20:47.526-04:00Your poem is a perfect companion to that photograp...Your poem is a perfect companion to that photograph. Great job!<br /><br />Remember the days when an overall-clad man would step out of his little shed beside the railroad tracks to stop traffic (like all one or two cars?) when a train was coming? And how a man would wave a lantern from the caboose? I still love the sound of a train whistle. Except for when I get stopped by a train coming through town and I'm on the way home with a trunkful of groceries, that is. Melting ice cream has no appreciation for a seventy-eight car train creeping by.Susan Flett Swiderskihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09425315552148200073noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399598343935460253.post-25805934367580138422014-07-20T21:32:16.283-04:002014-07-20T21:32:16.283-04:00Thank you, Marie! Have a wonderful day! :)Thank you, Marie! Have a wonderful day! :)Conniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03865193802444007545noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399598343935460253.post-48550320642860102662014-07-19T08:20:20.097-04:002014-07-19T08:20:20.097-04:00Thank you everyone for the kind comments. I hope ...Thank you everyone for the kind comments. I hope you all have a great weekend! :)Conniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03865193802444007545noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399598343935460253.post-85786083057522701662014-07-18T10:55:56.342-04:002014-07-18T10:55:56.342-04:00your poem captures the comfort of a train ride. An...your poem captures the comfort of a train ride. And I agree with the others, the picture and your poem go together so well. Hugs Daisy. And wishes for a beautiful gentle Friday. Nikki (Sarah)https://www.blogger.com/profile/13731200601840020130noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399598343935460253.post-19940334609873491002014-07-18T03:58:22.076-04:002014-07-18T03:58:22.076-04:00Lady Jane said it best! You brought back quiet, pe...Lady Jane said it best! You brought back quiet, peaceful days when people looked forward to riding the train, as opposed to the hustle and bustle of rushing to get to work on time. Your poem really complements the photo!<br /><br />JulieEmpty Nest Insiderhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10074223969046687064noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399598343935460253.post-13594647473629135252014-07-18T01:39:35.971-04:002014-07-18T01:39:35.971-04:00And yet some people don't even notice the trai...And yet some people don't even notice the train going by. With all that commotion, they're oblivious. <br />You've taken us to another era, and I really appreciate the layers of meaning. <br />Very nice!Rawknrobyn.blogspot.comhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15997241410192066577noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1399598343935460253.post-10664932863662738782014-07-17T09:19:25.080-04:002014-07-17T09:19:25.080-04:00You did it again. you brought a picture to life wi...You did it again. you brought a picture to life with your words. I saved the pic that inspired you as it is a heartwarming pic of yesteryear and it reminded me of my home town.Lady Janehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10112166852826826007noreply@blogger.com