Comments on: How to Breathe Life Into Your Writing http://sharingthejourney.co.uk/writing/how-to-breathe-life-into-your-writing/ soul food and support for coaches, writers and homemakers Wed, 02 Mar 2011 16:57:34 -0800 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.8.4 hourly 1 By: Welsh Men Are Born to Sing – patriciaswisdom.com http://sharingthejourney.co.uk/writing/how-to-breathe-life-into-your-writing/comment-page-1/#comment-1558 Welsh Men Are Born to Sing – patriciaswisdom.com Fri, 21 Aug 2009 08:48:13 +0000 http://sharingthejourney.co.uk/?p=1232#comment-1558 [...] of Sharing the Journey was the first to verbalize this pithy phrase to me when I told her that our Welsh Tour Bus Driver [...] [...] of Sharing the Journey was the first to verbalize this pithy phrase to me when I told her that our Welsh Tour Bus Driver [...]

]]> By: janice http://sharingthejourney.co.uk/writing/how-to-breathe-life-into-your-writing/comment-page-1/#comment-1295 janice Thu, 23 Jul 2009 16:55:21 +0000 http://sharingthejourney.co.uk/?p=1232#comment-1295 Wow! Not much else I can add apart from appreciation for the kind words about my writing. I really like this and am left wondering where the gulf and the wind battered beach house are! Thanks for adding yet another wonderful, creative comment. The response to this post has blown me away - no pun intended! Wow! Not much else I can add apart from appreciation for the kind words about my writing. I really like this and am left wondering where the gulf and the wind battered beach house are! Thanks for adding yet another wonderful, creative comment. The response to this post has blown me away – no pun intended!

]]> By: Sara http://sharingthejourney.co.uk/writing/how-to-breathe-life-into-your-writing/comment-page-1/#comment-1294 Sara Thu, 23 Jul 2009 15:00:59 +0000 http://sharingthejourney.co.uk/?p=1232#comment-1294 Janice, I love the poem about hanging the laundry. You write beautifully. I also loved reading all the comments as they were also so very creative. While it's not exactly descriptive of wind, here's my offering: It's a cold, blustery day at the beach. The wind is strong enough to rock the beach house and the the waves are all wearing their white caps. As I look out of the window, the sun is battling with the clouds. Just now, the sun was winning and it popped out, leaving a trail of silvery gray where it touched the water. Then the clouds took back control, but not for long. There are still places out in these gulf waters where the sun escapes the tenacious hold of the clouds and dances across the water with the delight of a laughing child escaping to freedom. .-= Sara´s last blog ..<a href="http://feedproxy.google.com/~r/sarahealy/soulconnections/~3/2tPJ4ddIuCk/" rel="nofollow">A Good Story: Check it Out!</a> =-. Janice,

I love the poem about hanging the laundry. You write beautifully. I also loved reading all the comments as they were also so very creative. While it’s not exactly descriptive of wind, here’s my offering:

It’s a cold, blustery day at the beach. The wind is strong enough to rock the beach house and the the waves are all wearing their white caps.

As I look out of the window, the sun is battling with the clouds. Just now, the sun was winning and it popped out, leaving a trail of silvery gray where it touched the water. Then the clouds took back control, but not for long.

There are still places out in these gulf waters where the sun escapes the tenacious hold of the clouds and dances across the water with the delight of a laughing child escaping to freedom.
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