Comments on: A Time to be Free

By: Timothy Russell

Timothy Russell — Sat, 29 Nov 2008 05:09:57 +0000

What a time for a daydream! A time machine to a pleasant past or a dreamy place in memory lane where are recounted some of the pleasant moments in childhood innocence where it was found easier to partake the simple joys of summer youth, after the chores, of course, you are free to be. We had a big fat rope that was used to swing from a high riverbank to the river below, near our house, my, my, was that some fun. You’ve tickled my pleasant past with yours, how quaint, how wonderful to remember this! You amaze me, Liane. Thanx for sharing
Tim

By: Melinda Belynda

Melinda Belynda — Sat, 12 Apr 2008 16:10:27 +0000

A perfect image of childhood and summer.
Thank you!

By: Josey

Josey — Mon, 10 Mar 2008 19:11:28 +0000

I can picture the tire swing. Just lovely imagery.
Great job.

By: Ruby Hawk

Ruby Hawk — Fri, 15 Feb 2008 01:12:08 +0000

I realy liked your poem. It reminds me of myself growing up. We had a swing in a cotton wood tree, and in the summer the flowers were a purple canopy.

By: Lucy Lockett

Lucy Lockett — Thu, 14 Feb 2008 19:59:17 +0000

This was lovely, beautiful imagery.

By: Gail Nobles

Gail Nobles — Thu, 14 Feb 2008 14:40:44 +0000

IcyCucky is right. Your poem has a pretty image.

By: louie jerome

louie jerome — Thu, 14 Feb 2008 14:18:58 +0000

Great poem.

By: TP Sage

TP Sage — Thu, 14 Feb 2008 14:09:54 +0000

Soft and sweet. Beautiful images.

By: Nick Kenney

Nick Kenney — Thu, 14 Feb 2008 13:24:15 +0000

Thanks Liane for bringing back some long forgotten but wonderful memories of my aunt and uncle’s farm house in Mid-Michigan when I was a kid…

By: IcyCucky

IcyCucky — Thu, 14 Feb 2008 12:37:18 +0000

Pretty image…