tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post8615515564179993031..comments2024-03-28T12:12:43.989-07:00Comments on STARDREAMING With Sherry Blue Sky: The House That Built MeSherry Blue Skyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10769154286598233146noreply@blogger.comBlogger21125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-7603876167109424062015-04-04T11:05:56.202-07:002015-04-04T11:05:56.202-07:00SO been there--all I remember from a certain age i...SO been there--all I remember from a certain age is the screaming and fighting, and my lovely grandparents, who saved me. Vivid and real, Sherry.hedgewitchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13090696134322515899noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-45561795285824448062015-04-04T06:14:25.661-07:002015-04-04T06:14:25.661-07:00This is a very moving poem, Sherry, with a lot of ...This is a very moving poem, Sherry, with a lot of powerful lines. I am glad you had a house that saved you, not only one that scared and scarred you.Gabriellahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09968615376035959259noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-50515684734146350922015-04-04T06:02:54.936-07:002015-04-04T06:02:54.936-07:00Thank goodness for your grandparents, Sherry. So ...Thank goodness for your grandparents, Sherry. So sad really, as the kind of damage that your parents inflicted on you lives on in a person throughout their lives, I think... but yes, thankful for your grandparents' love and their net of safety.Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07366010389846904663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-712033076101693122015-04-03T10:40:00.975-07:002015-04-03T10:40:00.975-07:00"me quaking in bed,
afraid one of them would ..."me quaking in bed,<br />afraid one of them would be killed<br />and I'd be left with the wrong one<br />in the morning."<br /><br />The lines above raised every single hair on my body. Your poem shows the shouting parents, the shaking girl... and fear provoked by her understanding of something she shouldn't even know about. So very sad...<br /><br />...and then saved by the miracle of a grandma. I've always said it, Grandmas are magical. Mine was. She (her house, her woods, her one-eyed grin) saved, too.Magaly Guerrerohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18295455026184103230noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-90012579347718138332015-04-03T08:02:01.770-07:002015-04-03T08:02:01.770-07:00Lovely, how the old pic can transport one through ...Lovely, how the old pic can transport one through years and miles<br /><br />Thanks for dropping in to read mine<br /><br />Much love...Gillena Coxhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09191865405561549074noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-38815946722036529272015-04-03T00:25:58.444-07:002015-04-03T00:25:58.444-07:00I wish I had known my grandparents better ~I wish I had known my grandparents better ~grapelinghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14929030339206629628noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-91225888975055643682015-04-02T22:42:36.290-07:002015-04-02T22:42:36.290-07:00Thankful you were saved!Thankful you were saved!Rosemary Nissen-Wadehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05913841031559499568noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-68494169005254394042015-04-02T21:26:08.962-07:002015-04-02T21:26:08.962-07:00My parents fought, but never struck one another. E...My parents fought, but never struck one another. Every Christmas there would be the annual fight with my dad saying we would all have to go our separate ways. I always wondered where that would be for me. Thank goodness you found your place of salvation.Susie Clevengerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09239990133754328967noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-53601673444804340402015-04-02T21:13:58.362-07:002015-04-02T21:13:58.362-07:00Wow, it's wonderful to have had good grandpare...Wow, it's wonderful to have had good grandparents. I was raised by mine because parents were so young. Glad you had your grandparents,and I be they were glad to have you too.Myrna R.https://www.blogger.com/profile/15088915165678737118noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-78067209312616897142015-04-02T20:32:55.229-07:002015-04-02T20:32:55.229-07:00I'm so glad you were saved. xxI'm so glad you were saved. xxOther Maryhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09189646933597252108noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-84529982818690362372015-04-02T19:21:44.229-07:002015-04-02T19:21:44.229-07:00Yes, this snapped me wide eye awake. This one hau...Yes, this snapped me wide eye awake. This one haunts and I am so thankful you had the quiet grandparents-who saved you, kept you safe and made sure you knew you were special and loved~ I am so sad, Sherry you had to endure this~ (((hugs)))Ellahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06070952447277684613noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-25953408088297528482015-04-02T16:33:49.071-07:002015-04-02T16:33:49.071-07:00Very moving, sherry, thanks. K. Very moving, sherry, thanks. K. Outlawyerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15698845661756444061noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-28079760043583307702015-04-02T15:43:28.316-07:002015-04-02T15:43:28.316-07:00I like the personal share Sherry ~ These lines mo...I like the personal share Sherry ~ These lines moved me:<br /><br />But soon, screams and bumps and crashes,<br />desperate physical fighting, <br />me quaking in bed,<br />afraid one of them would be killed<br />and I'd be left with the wrong one<br />in the morning.<br /><br />I love the contrast of the haven in the end ~ GraceScarlethttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03330793338813508704noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-33921045189225744292015-04-02T12:21:14.943-07:002015-04-02T12:21:14.943-07:00O, Sherry. We had them also, the screams, bumps, ...O, Sherry. We had them also, the screams, bumps, etc. That is all so hard on the children. <br />Often they do take sides, generally the poor little tykes align with the right one. I could tell that you did. <br />Thank goodness for Grandparents., a safe haven.<br />..Jimhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02982249173214655060noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-10284770884498660002015-04-02T11:22:03.272-07:002015-04-02T11:22:03.272-07:00Hard to know you had to live through that, my fri...Hard to know you had to live through that, my friend. Yet, I believe those contrasting households had more than a little to do with the woman you have become. <br /><br />ElizabethAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-82681769371077693472015-04-02T11:06:53.383-07:002015-04-02T11:06:53.383-07:00This breaks my heart, Sherry...you captured so wel...This breaks my heart, Sherry...you captured so well some of the sentiments that were the very reason that I didn't write of the building but instead fled to the woods. Thank you for voicing this...you were precious then and you still are. Hannahhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10124956200834969600noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-85366510530912067292015-04-02T09:31:51.836-07:002015-04-02T09:31:51.836-07:00This just makes me ache. xoThis just makes me ache. xoMarianhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04030161532713347225noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-76183065062108803402015-04-02T09:21:57.171-07:002015-04-02T09:21:57.171-07:00"and I'd be left with the wrong one
in th..."and I'd be left with the wrong one<br />in the morning."<br /><br />That jerked my heart right out of my chest, Sherry.Maude Lynnhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03669688074743095866noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-47833141321372070652015-04-02T08:55:02.413-07:002015-04-02T08:55:02.413-07:00afraid one of them would be killed
and I'd be ...afraid one of them would be killed<br />and I'd be left with the wrong one<br />in the morning...<br /><br />Parental conflict is the worst terror a child can be exposed to. This poem takes us to places we don't really want to go to, with a straightforwardness that can't be denied.Kerry O'Connorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00720862912375945249noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-17349969832658576292015-04-02T08:47:42.793-07:002015-04-02T08:47:42.793-07:00I love how the placid outside didn't betray th...I love how the placid outside didn't betray the chaos inside. Like David Lynch's "Blue Velvet." Well done. Buddah Moskowitzhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06839068145732552328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5777854594703553858.post-22839653213420087292015-04-02T08:41:05.767-07:002015-04-02T08:41:05.767-07:00and I'd be left with the wrong one
in the morn...and I'd be left with the wrong one<br />in the morning... oh, that is too awful...poor little girl that still lives in you.<br /><br /><br /><br /> <br /><br /><br />Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com