She Doesn’t Come To My Blog Anymore
She doesn’t come here anymore
but I think of her now that turtles
have taken to sunning on logs again
and philosophers are back in lost cafes
filling up the chairs of loneliness with
husks of poems that drifted out to sea.
She doesn’t come here anymore
tho I see her over at others’ sites
drinking fine wine and living it up,
her head tossing around those
fluffy Shirley Temple curls she knows
I’d gladly trade my straightness for.
Why, I haven’t seen her here since
Harry Truman wore those socks
and Bette Davis danced fandango!
What happened?
Did I drizzle one too many or too few
x’s and o’s along the blogging trail?
Did I mistake her for another?
Forgot to double-check a comment
posted one day, my words to her lying
on the ocean’s floor, still unread?
Whatever happened, if you see her
say hello. She might be in Tangiers.
Or out chopping wood with the axe
she learned to grind far too young,
when all the other kids were out running
through the sprinkler spray and laughing.
Posted with love to all by
Jannie
xoxo
P.S. (Edit at 12:33 p.m. Texas time.) I MISS her! (That’s all.) 
On 20 April 2011 at 6:05 pm
Rosie said,
Beautiful poem Sister, I miss you!!
On 20 April 2011 at 6:31 pm
Belinda said,
I know what you mean. Some people move on like that and we know it’s so good for them but it’s not always so good for us. Again, I love that you turned this bit of reality into poetry.
And those turles sunning on a tree trunk? They’re so cute they’re almost cuddly! xoxo
On 20 April 2011 at 6:52 pm
Moonduswriter said,
Aww she’s taking a break but I know she misses you!!!
You are that is good about blogging
Moonie hugs
On 20 April 2011 at 8:00 pm
BK said,
What an interesting shot! I am just wondering why were they doing that.
On 20 April 2011 at 8:33 pm
Di said,
I am all new to the blogging thingo…so haven’t really had the melancholy feeling of missing a fellow blogger. I do hope she comes back and was nicely put in your poem.:)
On 20 April 2011 at 9:15 pm
SnaggleTooth said,
But look at all who Always come back! A shame tho you can’t control what others may decide for unknown reasons– You can only extend your hand n see who reaches back-
After 6 years of blogging I’ve had entire groups of commenters dissappear! Some changed user ids, quit blogging, got sick of me, or I may have some how irritated an intolerent, unforgiving person I’m better off without anyway.
I suppose folks can decide to write n not read n comment anymore too- Sometimes I don’t have time myself! But I’m the faithful sort- n come back no matter how much time it’s been.
Great poem (sniff) n pic too!
On 20 April 2011 at 9:49 pm
Jannie said,
Hi Pauline. How are you?? I like what Snaggletooth says below about this, puts things beautifully into perspective.
Rosie!! Miss you too!!!!!!!! How you doing? Is your hair curly these days?
You rock. I’ll call home Saturday. Hear Alyssa has a sleepover on Friday night.
Hey Belinda — actually it’s a barber Shop Sextet of turtles who sing for us all every morning.
Yes, I have to learn to let go, not try to hold on so much. Good lesson learned.
You are sooooo sweet, Moonie!! YOU are what’s good about blogging, but if you ever take a break, I shall not fret, trusting we will always be buds!
BK!!!!! Talk about long-lost bloggers coming back into the fold! Is that really YOU????
Wonderful to see you. Yes, I am not sure why they’re up on that limb, but it sure is cute!
Hey Hi, Di! Welcome to blogging, it’s a LOT of fun. It’s amazing how blogging friends can be as close or closer than ones right down your own street. Thanks so much for popping by.
Snaggle, your words are wise and true, I love your perspective. You and others always come for every post and I appreciate that with all my heart. You are faithful and I do not take you for granted. I think the annoying ones get weeded out from sort of a natural selection.
Wonderful words to count my blessings. Oh but “sick of YOU??” who could ever ever get sick of YOU???? Not Me –not ever!!!
xxxxxxxxxxxooooooooooooo
On 21 April 2011 at 1:10 am
Arts Web Show said,
Perhaps she cant take the awesomeness of your poems anymore.
I mean even i feel slightly brain damaged after reading you stuff (in a nice way)
It’s like a cruise missile hitting my brain cells. lol
On 21 April 2011 at 10:34 am
Kim Nelson said,
Such is the wonder and wrath of cyber-relationships. They come. They go. We often do not know their reasons.
On 21 April 2011 at 2:42 pm
Ana Goncalves said,
Jannie,
Your poem is truly powerful and what a way to pay tribute to someone that you are missing.
This is truly special.
Thank you.
Your words always speak straight to the heart.
Wishing you well. x
P.S-My giveaway is still open to win some of my handmade treats.
On 21 April 2011 at 3:00 pm
Neo said,
Maybe she took to her rocket smart ass. ;P
On 21 April 2011 at 3:54 pm
Jannie said,
Dear Arts Web Interesting Cool Dude Guy, you had me smiling on that one.
Thanks!
Hi Kim, I can only surmise it was I, not she. Thus I wrap the Rorshach shawl of friendship for my faithful dears a little closer around me.
Ana!!! HAND-MADE treats!?!? With sugar???? I’m over there in a flash!!
Neo, usually my commenting guests wait at least until their second visit to call me smart-ass. I am most honored!!
xoxooxxoxoxo
On 21 April 2011 at 10:26 pm
Alice Audrey said,
I hear you on Mom Taxi. I had both my kids on the bus and loved it, but have been driving my son consistently lately.