tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post2333374778106089815..comments2024-03-22T10:51:23.567-05:00Comments on Faith, Fiction, Friends: Sitting in the cavesGlynnhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10802111972232088511noreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post-63348618005383596852014-08-24T11:19:35.601-05:002014-08-24T11:19:35.601-05:00Beautifully haunting.Beautifully haunting.Elizabethhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01801157484920022685noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post-24831302637053691842014-08-19T10:08:56.150-05:002014-08-19T10:08:56.150-05:00Gave me chills . . . beautifully written, Glynn!Gave me chills . . . beautifully written, Glynn!Martha Jane Orlandohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11620499267401065780noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5791261486111154318.post-78695597232748260952014-08-19T09:27:01.515-05:002014-08-19T09:27:01.515-05:00Lovely poem. I get a sense of the end days and wha...Lovely poem. I get a sense of the end days and what it might mean to find safety, and a sense of the thin line between safety and danger. You have chosen a perfect illustration to accompany your poem.CJ_Applehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03111811006111280391noreply@blogger.com