When Times so Dear (poem) by Budd Nelson on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Connie Faust

Reviewed on February 3, 2013

And we wait patiently, always hoping for a happy ending.
Good writing, Bud.

Connie

Reviewed by Laurel Lamperd

Reviewed on January 31, 2013

I like Swirls of purple gossamer
It's a good introduction to your poem then you lead into what the poem is about.

Reviewed by Diana Legun (Reader)

Reviewed on January 31, 2013

A well-written poem. ~~ Diana

Reviewed by Jms Bell

Reviewed on January 31, 2013

THIS IS HAPPENING MORE AND MORE...JUST WHEN YOU THINK YOU'VE READ THE STORY OF SUCH CRUELTY AT ITS WORSE...THEN ANOTHER APPEARS. WHAT IS THIS THING OF LOCKING CHILDREN IN CRATES AND CAGES? MY GOD...TRULY THE WORLD DOES WAX WORSE AND WORSE. I PRAY THAT THE MUCH NEEDED EMOTIONAL AND MENTAL HEAL PROCESS IS SURELY AVAILABLE AND ADMINISTERED TO THOSE THAT ARE RESCUED IN TIME. THUS YOU ARE SO RIGHT...ONLY TIMES SO DEAR WILL REVEAL THE AMOUNT OF SCARRING THAT REMAINS. SO THEN, FOR THOSE THAT DO NOT SURVIVE...HAVE THEY NOT GONE TO A SO MUCH BETTER PLACE, INDEED? A FINE, SO SAD WORK, BUDD. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS

Reviewed by Sandy Hoynacki (Reader)

Reviewed on January 31, 2013

Your poetry is stunning, as always. Stopped by to read you and to say hello sir

Sandy

Reviewed by Morgan Merriweather

Reviewed on January 29, 2013

this poem is beautiful with a feeling of deep sorrow. so well crafted.

Reviewed by Emile Tubiana

Reviewed on January 29, 2013

Take this life as it is. Love Emile

Reviewed by Deborah Tornillo

Reviewed on January 29, 2013

"Only time, when times so dear will show the truth of their fate....and it too will pass"

God Bless You,
Deborah

Reviewed by Richard Cederberg

Reviewed on January 29, 2013

purple, blue, ebony, red, white - a colorful construct, indeed. Thankyou for sharing.

Reviewed by JASMIN HORST SEILER

Reviewed on January 29, 2013

Bud, this is a blossom, pardon the pun, of pure delightful poetry, bless you!

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on January 29, 2013

It is always extremely sad when a tender heart lives in fear.

Reviewed by Gert van Weenen (Reader)

Reviewed on January 29, 2013

Seen from a poetical point of view, this is a very good write Budd.
Looking at the content, the sky is more than only grey , you catch at the last straws of hope.

Keep these straws Budd and hold them tight
Gerrit

Reviewed by Vivian Dawson

Reviewed on January 28, 2013

Praying for Love
"so dear"
Hearts so Free

Lady Vivian

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Reviewed on January 28, 2013

a well versed poetic piece

William

Reviewed by Mary Ann Biddinger

Reviewed on January 28, 2013

Budd,
Swirls of purple gossomer..a tender heart as love has been shown.
Colours of hidden ebony's crate whilst it be. Splendid write my
friend.

Lady Mary Ann

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on January 28, 2013

May we never know those times of fear, those times of hate. Touching poem.

Ron

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on January 28, 2013

Superb writing, my friend.

Reviewed by D Johnson

Reviewed on January 28, 2013

Tick Tock ... the one thing in life we can never control.
Cheers,
Dan

Reviewed by Lily of Lough Neagh C. Dennis-Woosley

Reviewed on January 28, 2013

So much to fear in this world...
Pity all must be hidden and the tender
little heart lives in fear...

As Jerry says, difficult to remove ourselves from
this sort of thing...

Beautiful picture here Budd as it is written in your
words, of course not a beautiful situation...

Love and Light
Lily

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Reviewed on January 28, 2013

Ah . . . the tangled webs we so diligently weave are desperately difficult to understand and remove ourselves from.

Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci

Reviewed on January 27, 2013

This sounds prophetic! Hmmm...

Love ya!

Jane

Reviewed by David Young

Reviewed on January 27, 2013

Rhythmic beauty in poetic verse that levitates the mind, enjoyed this.