tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976656567250803879.post2430746426618620618..comments2023-10-28T19:12:11.488+11:00Comments on RINKLY RIMES: 92. Electronic BarrierRinkly Rimeshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07890344869337115307noreply@blogger.comBlogger17125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976656567250803879.post-54359185714533670642009-12-05T07:01:33.087+11:002009-12-05T07:01:33.087+11:00Beautifully written and true. In London, people ha...Beautifully written and true. In London, people have earphones in their ears even if they are not listening to anything. Everyone carries a book or newspaper too but I think this is an excuse to avert the eyes and not have to acknowledge anyone.Jasminehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07101808317736275755noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976656567250803879.post-16260033309934284132009-12-04T10:58:10.069+11:002009-12-04T10:58:10.069+11:00A valid point most cleverly posed.A valid point most cleverly posed.Stephaniehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02197440053108414394noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976656567250803879.post-75757501907067381802009-12-04T06:34:49.492+11:002009-12-04T06:34:49.492+11:00ipods and those blue tooth thingies...yeesh. happy...ipods and those blue tooth thingies...yeesh. happy TT!Tomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10948978798395906663noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976656567250803879.post-18879875856415282052009-12-04T06:11:52.210+11:002009-12-04T06:11:52.210+11:00Hah - This happened to me once, too! Feels like th...Hah - This happened to me once, too! Feels like the modern version of waving at someone who you think is waving at you, only to notice they aren't at all.Wings1295https://www.blogger.com/profile/08045644215235749353noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976656567250803879.post-26093445111869823992009-12-04T02:52:15.525+11:002009-12-04T02:52:15.525+11:00I completely agree...
I also read your bio on you...I completely agree...<br /><br />I also read your bio on your profile. You've had an interesting life all over. I like that...Ed & Jeannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00730956006290504616noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976656567250803879.post-61250496665549837082009-12-03T22:32:06.974+11:002009-12-03T22:32:06.974+11:00Whoa... is this a wierd throw back in time post? I...Whoa... is this a wierd throw back in time post? It fits so great! Sometimes we think folks are being rude... and they may be just shy. Happy TT. -JayneHarnett-Hargrovehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07486168670308150669noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976656567250803879.post-35153162723139441662009-12-03T14:18:58.716+11:002009-12-03T14:18:58.716+11:00Yes the Ipod it's a blessing and a curse.Yes the Ipod it's a blessing and a curse.Gladyshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04871936987053625828noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976656567250803879.post-70041675243456456462009-12-03T11:04:15.918+11:002009-12-03T11:04:15.918+11:00sad what we miss when we close ourselves off in ou...sad what we miss when we close ourselves off in our own little world...happy tt!Brian Millerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00722940075884718007noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976656567250803879.post-31837410972236004662008-08-14T03:51:00.000+10:002008-08-14T03:51:00.000+10:00Just "discovered" your site--a pleasant surprise--...Just "discovered" your site--a pleasant surprise--not only the verse, but the music selection--telling, and wonderful.<BR/>ThanksAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976656567250803879.post-18380312337549206582008-08-14T00:15:00.000+10:002008-08-14T00:15:00.000+10:00Aptly titled and well poemed :-)))There's a saying...Aptly titled and well poemed :-)))<BR/><BR/>There's a saying in Tamil... a thorn has to be removed with another thorn....<BR/><BR/>Electronics is here to stay. Please i-pod yourself... give a shake to the body <BR/>(pl see movie Rush Hour - Jackie doing that..!!). You're guaranteed with a<BR/>"..stolen sideways glance from the fellow-traveller.." and perhaps even win that pretty smile :-)))))Kathttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00469394323819969371noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976656567250803879.post-13423297948583998192008-08-13T02:05:00.000+10:002008-08-13T02:05:00.000+10:00Technology is bringing us closer yet taking us fur...Technology is bringing us closer yet taking us further apart. The girl might not have even realized the attempt to converse from other person.Indranihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13097788106899971708noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976656567250803879.post-15222409202091797372008-08-12T21:32:00.000+10:002008-08-12T21:32:00.000+10:00This poem reminded me of how much we missed out on...This poem reminded me of how much we missed out on in our lifetime because we bought this house when it was new, in 1962, and it didn't have a front porch but a patio in the rear. That's where we spent our days and nights and had our meals sometimes--out back.<BR/><BR/>The front porch wasn't there and we missed all of those people who walked past our garage and never saw us sitting there.<BR/><BR/>I thoroughly enjoyed reading Fleadom you left for my baby chipmunk. Thank you for that.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976656567250803879.post-80492517080164107672008-08-12T18:50:00.000+10:002008-08-12T18:50:00.000+10:00P. S. Love the picture of the Girl with a pearl ea...P. S. Love the picture of the Girl with a pearl earring.RAJI MUTHUKRISHNANhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09767924355822361427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976656567250803879.post-21391627514758693732008-08-12T18:48:00.000+10:002008-08-12T18:48:00.000+10:00So true. You know, the more technology improves me...So true. You know, the more technology improves means of communication, the less communicative we become.RAJI MUTHUKRISHNANhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09767924355822361427noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976656567250803879.post-47755134824270803882008-08-12T15:42:00.000+10:002008-08-12T15:42:00.000+10:00I loved your poem. It reminded me of Patience Str...I loved your poem. It reminded me of Patience Strong (remember her?). As for talking to strangers, my grandmother used to do it all the time, and as a child it used to make me cringe, but you know now I'm 40+ and living in a tiny village in the country I greet everyone I see and strike up a conversation with everyone I can. In fact I believe that sometimes you may be standing next to someone who has a special message for you, and if you don't give them the time of day you'll miss the opportunity to find out what it is. <BR/><BR/>I'll be back.Louise | Italyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00463696606000861953noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976656567250803879.post-7492501743344949642008-08-12T12:35:00.000+10:002008-08-12T12:35:00.000+10:00You know I was sitting on the ferry a few months b...You know I was sitting on the ferry a few months back and just watched the people around me. Most people ignored one another, like they didn't even notice others were there. They had either an iPod, cell phone, laptop, or recorder of some type. It made me sad. I thought what are we missing out on today by living in our own little world with so many people sitting right beside us. You described it so well in your story.Melodyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05181775494535352497noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7976656567250803879.post-48216040615947996022008-08-12T10:27:00.000+10:002008-08-12T10:27:00.000+10:00This is so poignant and true! I love your blog.This is so poignant and true! I love your blog.Mari Meehanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09322012728807169863noreply@blogger.com