Whats Happening To Me? (poem) by William Bonilla on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Jms Bell

Reviewed on March 8, 2015

EVEN WHEN A POET THINKS THEY AREN'T SAYING ANYTHING...THEY ARE SAYING TREMENDOUS THINGS, LIKE THIS POSTING! THANKS FOR SHARING, WILLIAMS - LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS

Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK

Reviewed on March 6, 2015

3-6-2015:

Without Dreams You Will Have
Nothing!

TRASK...

Reviewed by Kathleen McDonald

Reviewed on March 6, 2015

Sometimes our muse needs time to recoup I think. Then it comes back and we write refreshed and share with others.

hug
Kathy

Reviewed by Kay P Devenish

Reviewed on March 4, 2015

An awesome poem William!

Reviewed by Mary Ann Biddinger

Reviewed on March 2, 2015

~William~
Lovely write in the grasp of your hand to share.
Ultimately poetic dreams will ebb and flow as to
the Spring meadows of wild flowers.

Lady Mary Ann

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on March 1, 2015

From what I read you can still whip out some fantastic lines, especially when their passionate.

Ron

Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci

Reviewed on March 1, 2015

You seem to combine the present with the past with your words. Hey, it's all in one lifetime anyhow. Cool write!

Love ya!

Jane

Reviewed by E Phillips

Reviewed on March 1, 2015

A mallet works for me, Bill. One smash and I'm a writing fool. :)

Reviewed by John Domino

Reviewed on March 1, 2015

Thank you for sharing William. I feel the same way. For me it's a poetic sabbatical. If I take a break for a while I usually get my grove back. It seems to go in cycles kind of like the seasons throughout the year. It will be back I am sure. Then you "Spring Back" my friend!

Reviewed by lois christensen

Reviewed on March 1, 2015

Beautiful write here, William, always enjoy your descriptive poetry. Write down your dreams and inspiration will come to you.

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Reviewed on March 1, 2015

At the first instance I thought you have made a mistake by using "Why can I....?" But then when I really go into read your poem then I realized it was actually a statement why you wrote the way you write, as in a statement "Why I did what I did..." and then give us the reasons to why.

Hhhhhmmmm...It's confusing, but I understood what you mean. Thanks so much for sharing, William!

Sandie

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Reviewed on March 1, 2015

You are writing, and very well in my opinion. If you feel inwardly (now outwardly) that you have lost your verve, never fear my friend, when something is lost it can be found. You will find yours.