lauritasita wrote on Jun 10, ’08

How did that dog get in the theater?, LOL! Maybe next time we go out to the theater. I’ll bring Little Mister, out pet rabbit. He gets bored, but I’ll bring a couple of carrots.

millimusings wrote on Jun 10, ’08

I guess in those days dogs accompanied their mistress where ever she went. The star could do as she pleased. Well maybe this was not the Star Star however she and he seem to be stars in their own right. Well done Sue. This Poem brought the images to my mind very clearly. Poetry Wednesday: Fire

sanssouciblogs wrote on Jun 10, ’08

Nope, you guys didn’t get it!

brian51 wrote on Jun 10, ’08

From my seat in the balcony, the dog had better manners than Don. Maureen should have considered checking Don into a kennel for the evening. Here is me!   http://brian51.multiply.com/journal/item/153/Songbird

starfishred wrote on Jun 10, ’08

The dog is a metaphore -the man must be in charge-the dog wants love but the man will not give it till he is ready I would get rid of the man and keep the dog hehehe

sanssouciblogs wrote on Jun 10, ’08

Nope, still didn’t get it!

starfishred wrote on Jun 10, ’08

ohhhhhh must put my thinking cap back on

brian51 wrote on Jun 10, ’08

Oh jeez, Don wasn’t talking about Maureen having to learn, was he?

sanssouciblogs wrote on Jun 10, ’08

Oh jeez, Don wasn’t talking about Maureen having to learn, was he?

Nope. There are many clues. Start with the picture.

brian51 wrote on Jun 10, ’08

OK, who was sitting in seat C 103?

starfishred wrote on Jun 10, ’08

the dog sat inbetween hehe

brian51 wrote on Jun 10, ’08

So the lab thought the play was a dog, and went for a nap?

lauritasita wrote on Jun 10, ’08

Sis, I’m going to read it again ! I told you I’m no good at this poetry stuff, LOL!!!

starfishred wrote on Jun 10, ’08

laurita I have read it a zillon times and ugh nothing except maybe the dog is like their child and they are teaching it culture?Brian how do you like that idea?Sue said to look at the picture but that leaves me blank!

sanssouciblogs wrote on Jun 10, ’08

So the lab thought the play was a dog, and went for a nap?

Nope! Why would a dog be at a play? Come on, you can do it!

lauritasita wrote on Jun 10, ’08, edited on Jun 10, ’08

I have a feeling about something xxx rated going on ! I think there’s something wierd about Don’s leg jiggling ! and maybe it’s not really a dog’s face in Maureen’s lap, LOL!!! Am I getting warmer ?

sanssouciblogs wrote on Jun 10, ’08

After I reveal a clue, you’ll understand why this was such a fabulous couple sitting next to me!

starfishred wrote on Jun 10, ’08

oh laurita that is good hehehe.

sanssouciblogs wrote on Jun 10, ’08

NO! you’re in Alaska!

lauritasita wrote on Jun 10, ’08

I knew you’d like that, Heidi ! Just tell me, sis…was there a real dog there or not ?

brian51 wrote on Jun 10, ’08

OK, last desperate guess, the last verse did not take place in the theatre, but at the couples home, after the play…that’s my final answer!! (do I get to ask the audience for help?)

sanssouciblogs wrote on Jun 10, ’08

Life line!

sanssouciblogs wrote on Jun 10, ’08

and a phone call.

starfishred wrote on Jun 10, ’08, edited on Jun 10, ’08

WHO IS IN ALASKA???? hehehehehe
Are they related to you Sue?

sanssouciblogs wrote on Jun 10, ’08

Do some work! Look up the dog’s breed, you’ve seen them all over. 🙂

sanssouciblogs wrote on Jun 10, ’08

WHO IS IN ALASKA????
Are they related to you Sue?

No, Laura asked if she was getting “warm” and I said, “No, you’re in Alaska!”

sanssouciblogs wrote on Jun 10, ’08

Ok, starting another page for comments…

starfishred wrote on Jun 10, ’08

No, Laura asked if she was getting “warm” and I said, “No, you’re in Alaska!”

I know I was beign funny now to look up labrador retrievers.You know this will go on all day hehehe

sanssouciblogs wrote on Jun 10, ’08

Move to the next blog, working on it now…

lauritasita wrote on Jun 10, ’08

Ok, thanks for the clarification !

tulipsinspring wrote on Jun 10, ’08

Nope, you guys didn’t get it!

I started at the bottom of the comments, and will continue reading up, but stopped here to say I got it … he was her new seeing-eye dog. Wow that made me teary eyed, and I love how you described her first, her hair, her voice, her opinions, without mentioning first and foremost that she was blind, as most people would have. And she went to the theater — so wonderful that she is living a full life, without allowing her disability to get in her way. I have a classmate who is blind, and he’s much the same way, utterly uncomplaining in a way that really puts me to shame.
It’s so cool how you provided details like the seat numbers, the dates, how you all sat in the dark and laughed together. It’s funny how we can be sitting with total strangers, and yet the setting has its own intimacy, even if it only lasts for a couple of hours before we go our separate ways.
I’m off now to read … if I got this wrong I’ll come back and quietly delete my comment LOL.
Another of your wonderful, vivid poems, with that amazing attention to detail, and that different perspective that makes the reader gasp. You’re brilliant!

danceinsilence wrote on Jun 10, ’08

Labs are seeing eye dogs, trained properly. What caught me here at first was, “her new eyes still in training”.
This is a really nice telling. Your one line, “Unselfconscious about their appearances”, made this all the more descriptive. It’s saying, “yes, we are blind, so what. The play is wonderful.”
This also says who may in fact be blind sees far more than those who never were.
I, unlike the Lab, wasn’t bored … and with you, I’m always learning … 8=)

sanssouciblogs wrote on Jun 10, ’08

Labs are seeing eye dogs, trained properly. What caught me here at first was, “her new eyes still in training”.
This is a really nice telling. Your one line, “Unselfconscious about their appearances”, made this all the more descriptive. It’s saying, “yes, we are blind, so what. The play is wonderful.”
This also says who may in fact be blind sees far more than those who never were.
I, unlike the Lab, wasn’t bored … and with you, I’m always learning … 8=)

Thanks for the beautiful insight and appreciation, dear Bill, I am learning too! Glad you “saw” it.

sanssouciblogs wrote on Jun 10, ’08

I started at the bottom of the comments, and will continue reading up, but stopped here to say I got it … he was her new seeing-eye dog. Wow that made me teary eyed, and I love how you described her first, her hair, her voice, her opinions, without mentioning first and foremost that she was blind, as most people would have. And she went to the theater — so wonderful that she is living a full life, without allowing her disability to get in her way. I have a classmate who is blind, and he’s much the same way, utterly uncomplaining in a way that really puts me to shame.
It’s so cool how you provided details like the seat numbers, the dates, how you all sat in the dark and laughed together. It’s funny how we can be sitting with total strangers, and yet the setting has its own intimacy, even if it only lasts for a couple of hours before we go our separate ways.
I’m off now to read … if I got this wrong I’ll come back and quietly delete my comment LOL.
Another of your wonderful, vivid poems, with that amazing attention to detail, and that different perspective that makes the reader gasp. You’re brilliant!

Thanks so much dear Tulips, yes indeed you got it! This couple “got it,” too. They were right on.  They were connected to each other and the environment, they were with it–got some nuances from the paly that I didn’t “see.” An amazing lesson.
I worked with handicapped people for 33 years and it warmed me to meet these people who were living, working and surviving in this huge city.
I recall writing their names in my little notebook to remember for the poem, and I bet you anything that if we ever met again, they’d know my name.
And that dog, that sweet puppy who wanted to be loving and be petted was being trained for work. It was something to behold. I appreciate your insight and your beautiful compliment.

bostonsdandd wrote on Jun 10, ’08

LOL I got it but didn’t get a chance to comment. See it DOESN’T pay to come late ;o)!
Superb read! I loved it. And yes, the blind do pick up WAY more then the sighted do.

kwika wrote on Jun 10, ’08

beautiful.

tylerh wrote on Jun 10, ’08

reminds me of working for Emmylou Harris… she kept a dalmation with her.. and at the time had only some gray streaks… looked a little bit like Meryl Streep in 101 dalmations.. she wore furs and big sunglasses… as though she was trying to be unrecognizable lol.. tho I did think who the heck is that when she strolled in backstage with doggie on a leash.. all the while giving great folk blues rock performances

sanssouciblogs wrote on Jun 10, ’08

reminds me of working for Emmylou Harris… she kept a dalmation with her.. and at the time had only some gray streaks… looked a little bit like Meryl Streep in 101 dalmations.. she wore furs and big sunglasses… as though she was trying to be unrecognizable lol.. tho I did think who the heck is that when she strolled in backstage with doggie on a leash.. all the while giving great folk blues rock performances

Well, Ty, this is a bit of a different situation; please see the next post. Emmylou is stunning! Cool, you worked with her.

sweetpotatoqueen wrote on Jun 10, ’08

And it seems that you must have been surprised to find out Maureen had a dog for her eyes? Your way of telling this tale of Maureen is brillant…the person before the disability,as it should always be.

sanssouciblogs wrote on Jun 10, ’08

And it seems that you must have been surprised to find out Maureen had a dog for her eyes? Your way of telling this tale of Maureen is brillant…the person before the disability,as it should always be.

I think the dog belonged to “them” I believe they were a couple and a fabulous one at that!

zafreud wrote on Jun 11, ’08

A seemingly usual scene with seemingly usual people in a seemingly usual activity……Yet, is there anything to be “usual”? (I’ve had enough with this word lately…). Nothing is usual, nothing is as it seems, nothing is worthless, nothing is worthy to be overlooked! Each situation, each person, each moment with people has to offer – even to teach us something – as this specific moment at the theater, so utterly illustrated by you, dear Sue!!! (The discussion that unfolds in the comments section is an indisputable proof!)
Thank you for the incentive to be profound! lol

asolotraveler wrote on Jun 11, ’08

yes, interesting, clever, visually embracive

philsgal7759 wrote on Jun 11, ’08, edited on Jun 11, ’08

Well tulip beat me to it but truthfully I wasn’t getting it then went back and read it and it was an OH DUH moment. LOL I didn’t know labs do that too I generally think of German Shepherds Great poem as usual

lunarechoes wrote on Jun 11, ’08

Shouldn’t there be a link back to Poetry Wednesday here, for us lazy folk? 😉

aimlessjoys wrote on Jun 12, ’08

Awwww, I didn’t have to figure it out, after all.  Great poem with a nice twist.

skeezicks1957 wrote on Jun 13, ’08

I tried to leave this comment last night and my internet connection went by the wayside for a bit so I called it a night.
I wanted to say how much your writing always seems to make me feel like I am right there experiencing what you are writing about.

fluffyj wrote on Jun 14, ’08

Love the last line!  A subtle clear twist of the knife there!  Just catching up to encourage some Zs so I can sleep for tomorrow.  Thank you for your delightful comments.  I wish you could have seen the eyes of the girls when they opened their jewelry.  Wow, did they love the necklaces.  And the sparkle in the restaurant’s light was awesome!  Jen was smiling ear to ear!  I’m going to cry my eyes out tomorrow at the wedding…. take care and I’ll catch up with you again soon! -janeen