The Old Quarry
A secret healing place48 total reviews
Comment from Liandra
Your poem brought memories for me, of old ruins in the Adelaide hills, quiet and still apart from the birds nesting in the ruins. The old Newman's Nursery. Your description is almost identical. I love the walk up there. So peaceful with the birds singing and the scents of nature.
I live in Highbury facing the park and I can see parts of the old Quarry.
Small world, isn't it?
Well written,
:) Liandra
reply by the author on 28-May-2014
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Your poem brought memories for me, of old ruins in the Adelaide hills, quiet and still apart from the birds nesting in the ruins. The old Newman's Nursery. Your description is almost identical. I love the walk up there. So peaceful with the birds singing and the scents of nature.
I live in Highbury facing the park and I can see parts of the old Quarry.
Small world, isn't it?
Well written,
:) Liandra
Comment Written 23-May-2014
reply by the author on 28-May-2014
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Thank you so much for taking the time to review, Liandra. I appreciate your interesting comments and award of six stars. I apologise for my late reply - Internet's been unreliable for several days with local work in progress on the NBN that seems to be upsetting things.
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You're so welcome, my friend. I'm sure the internet has a mind of its own!
We had a blackout for over a week and I was going 'nuts.' I'm not a patient person when it comes to, 'failure to communicate.'
:) Liandra
Comment from Treischel
An excellent poetic description of that old stone house and the now quiet quarry. I smiled at your sketch of the former craft men's spirits still locked by their work in the stone. The walk to the quarry and it healing essence, embodied in the surroundings, really resonates. Thank you for sharing this secret lovely place.
reply by the author on 28-May-2014
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An excellent poetic description of that old stone house and the now quiet quarry. I smiled at your sketch of the former craft men's spirits still locked by their work in the stone. The walk to the quarry and it healing essence, embodied in the surroundings, really resonates. Thank you for sharing this secret lovely place.
Comment Written 23-May-2014
reply by the author on 28-May-2014
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Thank you so much for taking the time to review, Tom. I appreciate your comments and do apologise for my late reply - Internet's been unreliable for several days with local work in progress on the National Broadband Network.
Comment from DALLAS01
As I read this poem,I felt as if I were being transported to a state of serenity. It is magical in its content.
Its craftsmen, though long dead and now unknown,
Still dwell within its walls, and still the sound
Of hammers haunts the reaches of the night;
Each stone hand-picked to lock the others tight
The visual imagery here is enhanced by the auditory pounding of the hammers.
Always en joy reading your work.
Sorry I do not have a six left.
reply by the author on 28-May-2014
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As I read this poem,I felt as if I were being transported to a state of serenity. It is magical in its content.
Its craftsmen, though long dead and now unknown,
Still dwell within its walls, and still the sound
Of hammers haunts the reaches of the night;
Each stone hand-picked to lock the others tight
The visual imagery here is enhanced by the auditory pounding of the hammers.
Always en joy reading your work.
Sorry I do not have a six left.
Comment Written 23-May-2014
reply by the author on 28-May-2014
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Thank you so much for taking the time to review, Dallas. I appreciate your comments and do apologise for my late reply - Internet's been unreliable for several days with local work in progress on the National Broadband Network.
Comment from honeytree
I love the art work very much for these words.
What a special place to know about
A place to go and explore.
Living back then must have been very interesting
A much harder to live in my opinion.
honey tree
reply by the author on 28-May-2014
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I love the art work very much for these words.
What a special place to know about
A place to go and explore.
Living back then must have been very interesting
A much harder to live in my opinion.
honey tree
Comment Written 22-May-2014
reply by the author on 28-May-2014
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Thank you so much for taking the time to review, Honey Tree. I appreciate your comments and do apologise for my late reply - Internet's been unreliable for several days with local work in progress on the National Broadband Network.
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I liked what you wrote very much
honeytree
Comment from dmt1967
This takes me back to a farm I used to work at very nice descriptive poem I loved the picture and your words thank you for sharing
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This takes me back to a farm I used to work at very nice descriptive poem I loved the picture and your words thank you for sharing
Comment Written 22-May-2014
reply by the author on 28-May-2014
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Thank you so much for taking the time to review, DMT. I appreciate your comments and do apologise for my late reply - Internet's been unreliable for several days with local work in progress on the National Broadband Network.
Comment from Tonulak
I'm really sorry I don't have a six for this. It was classical elegant. My favorite lines:
"A haven for small birds that flit, then still
Their wing, alert for feral cat and fox,
And hawks that hover, high above the rocks."
Great job with this one--Ted
reply by the author on 28-May-2014
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I'm really sorry I don't have a six for this. It was classical elegant. My favorite lines:
"A haven for small birds that flit, then still
Their wing, alert for feral cat and fox,
And hawks that hover, high above the rocks."
Great job with this one--Ted
Comment Written 22-May-2014
reply by the author on 28-May-2014
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Thank you so much for taking the time to review, Ted. I appreciate your comments and do apologise for my late reply - Internet's been unreliable for several days with local work in progress on the National Broadband Network.
Comment from ravenblack
I have often found areas reclaimed by nature to be soothing on a different level than just nature in its purity. I have a spot just like yours, a small quarry and an abandoned farm, one piece of antique farm equipment literally part of a tree that as it grew through it, almost literally absorbed some in it's limbs. You do a great job of transporting us to that place.
reply by the author on 28-May-2014
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I have often found areas reclaimed by nature to be soothing on a different level than just nature in its purity. I have a spot just like yours, a small quarry and an abandoned farm, one piece of antique farm equipment literally part of a tree that as it grew through it, almost literally absorbed some in it's limbs. You do a great job of transporting us to that place.
Comment Written 22-May-2014
reply by the author on 28-May-2014
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Thank you so much for taking the time to review, Ravenblack. I appreciate your comments and do apologise for my late reply - Internet's been unreliable for several days with local work in progress on the National Broadband Network.
Comment from Ridley Williams
Hi Tony,
I completely relat to your write of days gone by and there lasting affects on the land. I live in old, gold mining country in Northern California, but where there used to be thousands of miners in town, it now holds steady at about 300. You can still hear their voices echoing through the night around a camp fire or walking by the river.
Your vivid description of your land built an intriguing picture in my mind, and I thought your original formatting was great, also. Nice job with this presentation, Bill
reply by the author on 28-May-2014
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Hi Tony,
I completely relat to your write of days gone by and there lasting affects on the land. I live in old, gold mining country in Northern California, but where there used to be thousands of miners in town, it now holds steady at about 300. You can still hear their voices echoing through the night around a camp fire or walking by the river.
Your vivid description of your land built an intriguing picture in my mind, and I thought your original formatting was great, also. Nice job with this presentation, Bill
Comment Written 22-May-2014
reply by the author on 28-May-2014
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Thank you so much for taking the time to review, Bill. I appreciate your comments and do apologise for my late reply - Internet's been unreliable for several days with local work in progress on the National Broadband Network.
Comment from TAB_that's me
I can picture the house in my mind from your wonderful descriptive imagery that you used throughout your poem.
~~Teresa~~
reply by the author on 28-May-2014
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I can picture the house in my mind from your wonderful descriptive imagery that you used throughout your poem.
~~Teresa~~
Comment Written 22-May-2014
reply by the author on 28-May-2014
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Thank you so much for taking the time to review, Teresa. I appreciate your comments and do apologise for my late reply - Internet's been unreliable for several days with local work in progress on the National Broadband Network.
Comment from mfowler
Tony, I can see this is a deeply personal write based on observed space and place over time. You had my imagination working immediately as I know the area and the fauna & flora so well. You sound like you have found the perfect place to sit and muse, to ramble and imagine, to spend the twilight years. I can see why you are turning out so much great verse like this. I loved this section:
But Nature now conceals the violent spill
With brambles, boxthorn and a salve of green,
A haven for small birds that flit, then still
Their wing, alert for feral cat and fox,
And hawks that hover, high above the rocks.
reply by the author on 22-May-2014
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Tony, I can see this is a deeply personal write based on observed space and place over time. You had my imagination working immediately as I know the area and the fauna & flora so well. You sound like you have found the perfect place to sit and muse, to ramble and imagine, to spend the twilight years. I can see why you are turning out so much great verse like this. I loved this section:
But Nature now conceals the violent spill
With brambles, boxthorn and a salve of green,
A haven for small birds that flit, then still
Their wing, alert for feral cat and fox,
And hawks that hover, high above the rocks.
Comment Written 22-May-2014
reply by the author on 22-May-2014
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Thanks Mark. We're in the midst of renovating the old farmhouse at the moment, scavenging stone from all around the property to keep the new part in keeping with the old.
