tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3865412357716508981.post4588685140032802412..comments2023-04-15T09:56:07.099-05:00Comments on Ann Pino<p>Fiction Writer</p>: Train WreckAnn (bunnygirl)http://www.blogger.com/profile/04938134750150653386noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3865412357716508981.post-66611317232750293642012-08-02T13:51:08.789-05:002012-08-02T13:51:08.789-05:00@Alice: I actually had a particular work acquainta...@Alice: I actually had a particular work acquaintance in mind when I wrote this, but now it applies to someone else I know (also from work) as well.Ann (bunnygirl)http://www.ampino.comnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3865412357716508981.post-90212271485834118532012-08-02T12:16:07.298-05:002012-08-02T12:16:07.298-05:00I could easily see this coming from either a paren...I could easily see this coming from either a parent or a lover. It's so hard to watch the ones you love destroy themselves.Alice Audreyhttp://www.aliceaudrey.com/?page_id=4029noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3865412357716508981.post-25014775694997777352012-08-01T20:45:47.921-05:002012-08-01T20:45:47.921-05:00No matter how much we love someone and try to help...No matter how much we love someone and try to help them to take that first step, that must come them not us. A crutch does not work by itself.<br />What an insightful post.Old Egghttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14727444489103758018noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3865412357716508981.post-39791637269140713032012-08-01T18:31:30.770-05:002012-08-01T18:31:30.770-05:00beautiful. I hear the italicized words echo in my...beautiful. I hear the italicized words echo in my head as I read. I love the last line.RMPhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04054771419356465116noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3865412357716508981.post-83553828700815374712012-08-01T13:35:51.693-05:002012-08-01T13:35:51.693-05:00There are many of these "train wrecks" w...There are many of these "train wrecks" waiting to happen. If only we could help - but as your poem illustrates - the best we can hope for is to be allowed to help pick up the pieces.Elleceehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07049386448865741626noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3865412357716508981.post-63443908347837683982012-08-01T11:46:28.470-05:002012-08-01T11:46:28.470-05:00sometimes you beg and plead but they don;t hear un...sometimes you beg and plead but they don;t hear until they crash and burnSheilagh Leehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13741333943021570641noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3865412357716508981.post-38055691897793350932012-08-01T11:45:06.757-05:002012-08-01T11:45:06.757-05:00For a too-long period of my life I was that train ...For a too-long period of my life I was that train wreck...and acted like I didn't want anything from anyone, but I really did want some help.....Everything worked out for the best, and I am ok...your words struck me to the core...joannehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18255189465024912528noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3865412357716508981.post-86458450094218321082012-08-01T11:02:55.053-05:002012-08-01T11:02:55.053-05:00It's interesting to hear from 'the other s...It's interesting to hear from 'the other side' so to speak..how hard it must be too watch..to care..perhaps rising from the ashes is something we can only do by ourselves..jaeJae Rosehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11509244123008832611noreply@blogger.com