My Little Book of 5-7-5's
Viewing comments for Chapter 6 "Morbid Fascination"2015
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Comment from misscookie
The artwork that you choose tell the story.
Funny my husband use to do the same thing. He never listen to me how it could cause an infection until he did.
You are not along many people have that bad habit.
reply by the author on 25-Feb-2015
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The artwork that you choose tell the story.
Funny my husband use to do the same thing. He never listen to me how it could cause an infection until he did.
You are not along many people have that bad habit.
Comment Written 25-Feb-2015
reply by the author on 25-Feb-2015
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Thank you miss cookie for your feedback. Kindest regards as always, Debra :)
Comment from Leineco
Ahhhh . . . a foible I relate to. Can't leave it alone.
Unless distracted by a new wound, then one scar fades away
while another one starts to scar over. You'd think sooner or
later we'd learn! :-(
Strong poem!
reply by the author on 25-Feb-2015
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Ahhhh . . . a foible I relate to. Can't leave it alone.
Unless distracted by a new wound, then one scar fades away
while another one starts to scar over. You'd think sooner or
later we'd learn! :-(
Strong poem!
Comment Written 24-Feb-2015
reply by the author on 25-Feb-2015
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Cheers Lorraine - I'm like that, literally and metaphorically - I should learn to leave things to heal not keep opening up old wounds! Love, Deb x :)
Comment from Dawny53
For me, this little write could have a hundred different meanings, and that's what I like about it.. But the one that stands out most for me is the thought that we often make things worse or harder then they need to be.. well done, glad I stopped to read!
reply by the author on 25-Feb-2015
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For me, this little write could have a hundred different meanings, and that's what I like about it.. But the one that stands out most for me is the thought that we often make things worse or harder then they need to be.. well done, glad I stopped to read!
Comment Written 24-Feb-2015
reply by the author on 25-Feb-2015
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Thank you, Dawny :) I'm glad that you did not see just the literal but also the metaphoric - I appreciate your feedback :) Kindest regards, Debra
Comment from krys123
Debra; To me this is a metaphorical imagery type of poem which is a 5/7/5 syllabic format. All throughout your poem it describes and expresses physically, scabs being scratched until it bleeds. By metaphorical imagery I believe that the scabs could be the internal problems that always being upset by reliving them again. This is probably just fall out but I'm taking a stab at it anyway. Thanks for sharing and posting and may the Lord be with you.
Alex
reply by the author on 25-Feb-2015
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Debra; To me this is a metaphorical imagery type of poem which is a 5/7/5 syllabic format. All throughout your poem it describes and expresses physically, scabs being scratched until it bleeds. By metaphorical imagery I believe that the scabs could be the internal problems that always being upset by reliving them again. This is probably just fall out but I'm taking a stab at it anyway. Thanks for sharing and posting and may the Lord be with you.
Alex
Comment Written 24-Feb-2015
reply by the author on 25-Feb-2015
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Hi Alex :) You got it! Thanks for your insight :) Kindest regards as always, Debra
Comment from trimple
Hi, Deb
A great metaphorical thought here. Indeed some of us cough cough will keep on n on and not let go of something until to are stopped!
I don't know if this interesting little poem was meant to be taken literaly or not, but this is how I read your piece.
I love squeezing blackheads my self, though not my own! :)
Much love
tracey
reply by the author on 24-Feb-2015
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Hi, Deb
A great metaphorical thought here. Indeed some of us cough cough will keep on n on and not let go of something until to are stopped!
I don't know if this interesting little poem was meant to be taken literaly or not, but this is how I read your piece.
I love squeezing blackheads my self, though not my own! :)
Much love
tracey
Comment Written 24-Feb-2015
reply by the author on 24-Feb-2015
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Hi tracey :)
You read it in exactly the way I intended.... although I do also have a tendency to pick at scabs (I have a burn from the oven on my wrist that I just can't leave alone!) Blackheads..... so satisfying to watch them ooze or pop!
Thanks for the feedback :) love, Deb x
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Ah! Good :)
Really great metaphor, Debs
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Ah! Good :)
Really great metaphor, Debs
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Comment from BeasPeas
Excellent 5-7-5. Again, another topic most can identify with. Seems we have to dissect something and reconstruct it again for it to make sense and/or for us to get over it.
reply by the author on 24-Feb-2015
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Excellent 5-7-5. Again, another topic most can identify with. Seems we have to dissect something and reconstruct it again for it to make sense and/or for us to get over it.
Comment Written 24-Feb-2015
reply by the author on 24-Feb-2015
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Hi Marilyn :) Thank you for your intuitive review. Glad you enjoyed the poem. Kindest regards, Debra :)
Comment from nelliesellie
I love the picture. I love the poem. I have made mistakes or had some hurts. Sometimes I could not let them go. It was like picking at scabs until they bleed. I like the reminder to give myself a break. Great work.
reply by the author on 24-Feb-2015
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I love the picture. I love the poem. I have made mistakes or had some hurts. Sometimes I could not let them go. It was like picking at scabs until they bleed. I like the reminder to give myself a break. Great work.
Comment Written 24-Feb-2015
reply by the author on 24-Feb-2015
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Hi Ellie :) Thank you for your great feedback. You totally understood what my poem meant :) Thank you!
Kindest regards as always, Debra x
Comment from Sandra Stoner-Mitchell
I do that too. Graham is always slapping my hand away, but I can't help it. Glad I am not the only one! Your biography book must be quite a size now, it will a wonderful read when you are old and gray! (Like I am now!) xsx Sandra :)
reply by the author on 24-Feb-2015
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I do that too. Graham is always slapping my hand away, but I can't help it. Glad I am not the only one! Your biography book must be quite a size now, it will a wonderful read when you are old and gray! (Like I am now!) xsx Sandra :)
Comment Written 24-Feb-2015
reply by the author on 24-Feb-2015
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I didn't have you down as a 'picker', Sandra! I meant the poem in a metaphorical way as well as literal... I just can't leave things alone, got to keep worrying at them until I've gone too far and made everything worse....
Thanks for your great feedback :) love, Debra x
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I am not only a picker of my scabs, I pick in the biscuit barrel as well, and get more hand slapping! I'm on another diet! :(
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LOL! x
Comment from patcelaw
We often pick at the hurts in life until we can't enjoy the beauty we find in others who don't hurt us. I like the message here. Blessings, Patricia
reply by the author on 24-Feb-2015
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We often pick at the hurts in life until we can't enjoy the beauty we find in others who don't hurt us. I like the message here. Blessings, Patricia
Comment Written 24-Feb-2015
reply by the author on 24-Feb-2015
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Thank you, Patricia for your feedback :)
Kindest regards as always, Debra
Comment from Capricorn30
Oh Debra, I can relate; however I don't pick scabs--I pick and peel skin from the bottom of my heels, and sometimes it begins to bleed;
Well-penned thoughts on human nature and anatomy;
We learn the hard way, I suppose--blood being a good indicator we've crossed a particular line.
reply by the author on 24-Feb-2015
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Oh Debra, I can relate; however I don't pick scabs--I pick and peel skin from the bottom of my heels, and sometimes it begins to bleed;
Well-penned thoughts on human nature and anatomy;
We learn the hard way, I suppose--blood being a good indicator we've crossed a particular line.
Comment Written 24-Feb-2015
reply by the author on 24-Feb-2015
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Ouch! That sounds painful....
Thank you for your great feedback, Margaret :)
I meant the poem metaphorically as well as literally - If something is bothering me, I won't leave it alone, even if I know it's going to make it worse....
Kindest regards, Debra :)
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~You're welcome, Debra~