tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961037696884139082.post5218964896695080461..comments2024-03-09T16:38:58.014+00:00Comments on Elaina's Writing World: MirrorsElaina J. Davidsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/17673224516187604127noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961037696884139082.post-14811446163179725402011-04-07T19:30:38.281+01:002011-04-07T19:30:38.281+01:00You do know I'd want to read 'Poppet'....You do know I'd want to read 'Poppet'...and I'll review it! Anytime, btw. xElaina J. Davidsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17673224516187604127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961037696884139082.post-77332202024697301742011-04-07T19:21:29.197+01:002011-04-07T19:21:29.197+01:00thank you, I'd love to use it, it will fit a b...thank you, I'd love to use it, it will fit a book I'm percolating very well - it's title - I kid you not - is Poppet. And it's a comedy horror.<br /><br />and yes - same wavelength for sure - which is probably why I could see the profound in your books ;) xPoppet Authorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01552149804268841961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961037696884139082.post-50808815567705232222011-04-07T19:12:34.637+01:002011-04-07T19:12:34.637+01:00It could be a story- one of the many ideas I have ...It could be a story- one of the many ideas I have EVERYWHERE! This one is of a kind you would tell better, tho! Evocative poem 'with the trail of salt beside'...hmmm. Same wavelength, definitely...Elaina J. Davidsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17673224516187604127noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8961037696884139082.post-85937094237874886762011-04-05T17:00:47.904+01:002011-04-05T17:00:47.904+01:00This needs to be a story. If you don't want to...This needs to be a story. If you don't want to I'll happily use it.<br /><br />It reminds me of a line from one of my poems:(because like you, I've done this)<br /><br />Have you looked into a mirror<br />And reached inside<br />The flicker of a candles flame<br />With the trail of salt beside<br /><br />(from my poem Rings of a Circle)<br /><br />that's what it feels like - like you're reaching inside the mirrorPoppet Authorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01552149804268841961noreply@blogger.com