tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343349006357324362.post6734503725827004772..comments2024-03-28T06:43:50.925-04:00Comments on The Poem Farm: Let's Walk Through a CemeteryAmy LVhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16625469276544426664noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343349006357324362.post-52763877639595154602013-04-15T14:18:05.057-04:002013-04-15T14:18:05.057-04:00There was a cemetery down the street from the hous...There was a cemetery down the street from the house where I grew up. I loved riding my bike there and wandering around, looking at the headstones and wondering about the people buried there. It was such a peaceful place. I never thought about writing a poem about it, though. Thanks for the inspiration!<br />CatherineCatherinehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16742970728612378016noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343349006357324362.post-798280419192057202013-04-15T13:45:58.069-04:002013-04-15T13:45:58.069-04:00I love strolling through cemeteries too, Amy - ske...I love strolling through cemeteries too, Amy - sketching, imagining, reflecting, appreciating. Thanks for sharing this post today! (I have visited Randolph Caldecott's grave in a humble cemetery in St. Augustine, Fla., a couple of times. So humbling to be there among the pines and birds and palm trees...!)Robyn Hood Blackhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07279289715664168026noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343349006357324362.post-7566203486611317972013-04-15T13:30:00.394-04:002013-04-15T13:30:00.394-04:00A cemetery near our home has a long staircase to n...A cemetery near our home has a long staircase to nowhere, hidden, engulfed by trees and shrubbery. Someday I hope to learn the history of why it's there, where it once led.Brimful Curiositieshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00487724630977768978noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6343349006357324362.post-59931673647310296692013-04-15T06:45:29.273-04:002013-04-15T06:45:29.273-04:00Ah, yes, so many stories. There is a very old ceme...Ah, yes, so many stories. There is a very old cemetery in a medieval town near here that is presided over by a slightly crazy man. He spends his days repeating a monologue of the stories behind all the stones and crosses.<br /><br />I prefer the woods and the sea for stories, since cemeteries make me too sad. <br /><br />Have a wonderful WonderChat!!Renee LaTulippehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13520719663052253627noreply@blogger.com