A Shadow Behind A Tree (poem) by William Bonilla on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on April 11, 2006

Imaginatively beautiful, William. Thank you. Love and peace,

Regis

Reviewed on April 10, 2006

All you need is a campfire to tell your stories around, to the eager ears of grandchildren, I have fond memories on my grandfather doing that...wonderful images to this imaginative write William
love and peace, Carole

Reviewed by Hariharan Balakrishnan

Reviewed on April 9, 2006

The thought of sharing imagination with grandchildren, and imagining the awe on their faces, is very evocative. Picture-perfect. A little editing/relook at the poem would make it really something for the grandchildren to treasure.

Reviewed by Susan de Vegter

Reviewed on April 9, 2006

This is so very true. My mother always said there was a visitor in the back bdroom. His name was Charlie and he really wasn't a visitor but a ghost. When there was an unexplained noise she always blamed it on Charlie. Fact is her dog, "Hoss" wouldn't ever go down the hallway past her bedroom. To this day "Charlie" lives at grandma's house. Your poem is a neat folk tale yet to develope for your grandchildren. I really like the idea of your thing behind the tree.
Susan

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on April 9, 2006

Your imagination is in full bloom, William - and it sounds like you have the perfect spot to work with. You also sound very much like my grandfather, who always knew how to weave the perfect tale for his grandkids!

Reviewed by Joyce Hale

Reviewed on April 9, 2006

Wonderful, William!! I have no swamp out back (at least not unless it has rained a lot!), but I will have to practice imagination like yours when I relax back there. I usually just watch the birds and critters, but your idea sounds like more fun! The imagination is boundless, without limits only of what our minds place on it.

Well done. Peace. Joyce

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on April 9, 2006

Powerful imagination William!!

This reminded me of a painting I did with BIGfoot pushinghis way through tall grass!!

You can see it it you visit my poem Bleeding Dust!!

http://www.authorsden.com/visit/viewpoetry.asp?AuthorID=11577&id=145974

Love Tinka
Love Tinka

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on April 8, 2006

Captivating and mesmerizing imagery in this one William. Has a magical mood to it for the kids.Great poem! I have a similar thing going on from my porch as I survery the scene all around me from the second floor I see mountains woods, besides the busy streets with restaurants and malls. A lot to see and imagine.

Love
Eileen

Love,
Eileen