It's All About Time (poem) by William Bonilla on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on March 8, 2008

Time goes by too fast ! Your poem has captured its essence . Perhaps some should endeavor to use it more wisely, for once those precious moments are gone, thet are forever lost.......M

Reviewed by Mary Coe

Reviewed on March 3, 2008

A brilliant write. Very nice poem. Thanks for sharing.

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on March 3, 2008

It is all about time, isn't it. And I guess we should make the most of what we've been given.

Reviewed by Rose Rideout

Reviewed on March 3, 2008

You are so right William, we have no controll over time and we dn't stop to think of it, great point. Thank you for sharing.

Newfie Hugs, Rose

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on March 3, 2008

If you was grasping but not holding maybe your dream was about eels, praise yourself that they weren't electric or you would have been dancing in that bed of yours, and when you came up...it was about time!!!

Georg

Reviewed by Karen Vanderlaan

Reviewed on March 2, 2008

you make a very good point here--time--it can't be controlled it just is

Reviewed by Morning Star

Reviewed on March 2, 2008

You are soooo right time is precious
As we get older and wiser
We learn to appreciate everything in life!!
Brilliant write!!
Peace Love and hugssss...Morning star

Reviewed by Jackie (Micke) Jinks

Reviewed on March 2, 2008

Soooo right on this, William. You are certainly back on track, friend!
Seems there was always so much time when young, and not enough now that we've aged :o)

Wonder why I started singing at the end "You must remember this, a kiss is just a kiss, a sigh is just a sigh; the fundamental things apply, as time goes by."

Tell us again, William. And play it again, Sam!

Micke

Reviewed by blue soplain (Reader)

Reviewed on March 2, 2008

time bends and refracts our own projections; very circular [or is it linear?]....time evades me always.
ness

Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)

Reviewed on March 2, 2008

Excellent writng sweetie..take care Ok...Hugssssss

Reviewed by John Leko

Reviewed on March 2, 2008

...well written poetry William...
John

Reviewed by Carole Mathys

Reviewed on March 2, 2008

Excellent write William, one to ponder on...
love and peace, Carole~

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on March 2, 2008

Theres no such thing as time, too much or too little...e

Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)

Reviewed on March 2, 2008

My my where did the time go
Poem is right on spot William.
Ron

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on March 2, 2008

And time is just a point to point measurement... so top write...

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on March 2, 2008

Beautiful write, William; bravo!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D

Reviewed by Amber Moonstone

Reviewed on March 2, 2008

William,
Well then, you had a good nights rest and came up with such a beautiful deep poem. I really like this one. Yes time, very precious, especially when we get mature (in our old age) it is even more valuable.
Don't worry over it, just enjoy the time you do have on this beautiful earth. It doesn't matter where you live or with whom you do that with, it matters only to embrace your life and breath till you can't breath any longer.

So now, get going on our collab!!!!lol
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "Vivianna"

Reviewed by Kathy Armijo

Reviewed on March 2, 2008

The beauty of dreams ... the good ones are always too short. Never enough time for them and never planned. Still memorable.

God bless you. Kathy

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on March 2, 2008

William,

An excellent write - well done.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.