Hiding in the Shadows (poem) by Budd Nelson on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Jms Bell

Reviewed on June 25, 2020

WE'VE ALL BEEN HERE. THANK GOD WE'VE LIVED LONG ENOUGH TO ENJOY THE JOY THAT COMES...AFTER THE STORM! ENJOYED. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...HIS+INSPIRATIONS

Reviewed by Mary Patterson

Reviewed on March 10, 2013

I think many of us have days like this.. After the storm , comes the sun...M

Reviewed by Emile Tubiana

Reviewed on March 5, 2013

My dear friend, it is never the end. Hold my hand and walk with me, we will see that life has no end. We change, but the precious in us
will lighten our way. God Bless You my dear friend. Love to all of you Emile

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on March 4, 2013

I have known days like this... ...and it is fine to have a kinship with nature and her ways. Thank you, Budd. Love and peace to you,

Regis

Reviewed by William Bonilla

Reviewed on March 3, 2013

Well Penned
The love of nature is within all poets
Peace be with you

William

Reviewed by Isabella Koldras

Reviewed on March 2, 2013

Very impressive poem, Budd.

You have captured so much meaning ...in your

descriptive and enjoyable writing. I Could feel what you

..feel..."another day hiding in the shadows....dare not hope

for a change..."

Thank you for sharing.

Reviewed by Diana Legun (Reader)

Reviewed on February 27, 2013

Budd, looks like you have a standing ovation for this poem. Add me to that ovation, because this is a silky good poem. ~~ Diana

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on February 27, 2013

Well said, Budd.

Reviewed by Christine Tsen

Reviewed on February 26, 2013

This is such gorgeous reflective writing!
Blessings,
Christine

Reviewed by Barbara Henry

Reviewed on February 23, 2013

Great write Budd, a day's weather can affect our moods and our actions more than we realize sometimes. Continued success-
Barbara J.Henry

Reviewed by Lily of Lough Neagh C. Dennis-Woosley

Reviewed on February 23, 2013

"Another day hiding in the shadows
one more closer to the race at an end."

If only we could remain in the shadows indefinitely...
Unfortunately we would miss life as it passes us by...
We have to seek the light and the happiness it can bring...
We have to remove our-self from the darkness that smothers us...

Wonderful write and expression Budd

Love and Light
Lily

Reviewed by John Flanagan

Reviewed on February 23, 2013

nicely delivered, Budd

john

Reviewed by JASMIN HORST SEILER

Reviewed on February 23, 2013

You are like all of us sometimes, wander into the deep dark caverns of our soul, to see but grey, in and out, then we often forget, it's a phase, only momentary in time, soon the sun will break through the clouds, and we see the bright side of our other being, well written Budd, with sentiment expressed profoundly. Hugs!

Reviewed by Liana Margiva

Reviewed on February 23, 2013

VERY NICE!!!!! I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

Reviewed by Laurel Lamperd

Reviewed on February 22, 2013

Goodness me, Budd. Quite a gloomy piece of writing. I hope today is brighter for you.

Reviewed by Vivian Dawson

Reviewed on February 22, 2013

Let the shadows pass
"tomorrow is another day"
for *Budd* to play

Lady Vivian

Reviewed by Ruan Mills

Reviewed on February 22, 2013

Then there comes a day when there is no more hiding in the shadows. The change in the weather happens suddenly as light pours through a crack in the clouds, flooding our mood with light.
Rx

Reviewed by Janna Hill

Reviewed on February 22, 2013

What a warm melancholy write painted in pale shades of gray. And lord forbid not 50 of them.
:)

Reviewed by Linda Hill

Reviewed on February 22, 2013

Budd,

I too am waiting for the sun! I enjoy a good thunderstorm, thou.

Many blessings,
Linda+

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on February 22, 2013

One way to get out from under the shadows is to write about bright, sunny things. That is one beautiful moth with fantastic coloring and pattern on its wings.

Ron

Reviewed by D. Vegas (Reader)

Reviewed on February 22, 2013

Waiting for the sun to shine!

Always,

Deborah

Reviewed by Sandy Hoynacki (Reader)

Reviewed on February 22, 2013

The sun never leaves its place though dourness walks in. Shadows are of their own purposes and make for lovely images, in the long run.... Beautifully written as always.

Sandy

Reviewed by Odin odin@aflx.com

Reviewed on February 22, 2013

With both pathos and irony, this poem alerts the instinct in any ready to avoid not the gift of the next day, and the next. Beautifully put.

Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci

Reviewed on February 22, 2013

We must become colorful to offset the greyness. I love the moth in the picture. Look how fearsome the pattern is when he spreads his wings. It is a 'false face' that looks 'so big'. I love it! Like him we must appear as what we are not sometimes. I love the song, "Put on a happy face."!

Love ya!

Jane

Reviewed by Mary Ann Biddinger

Reviewed on February 22, 2013

~Budd~
Heavenly libation of natures loving heather to her beauty
you seek sunshine and billowing lofty arias of spring.
The skies today are that grey but no storm can dim my
adoration for a friend.

Lady Mary Ann

Reviewed by D Johnson

Reviewed on February 22, 2013

Lurking and waiting...that's what we do. Well done, Budd.
Cheers,
Dan

Reviewed by Annabel Sheila

Reviewed on February 22, 2013

I feel your pain! A storm looming on the horizon...hard to see up sometimes....nicely done, Budd....

Anna

Reviewed by Bernice Angoh

Reviewed on February 22, 2013

A wonderful, peaceful way to say "Que sera sera"

Reviewed by Gert van Weenen (Reader)

Reviewed on February 22, 2013

Greyness, a suffocating blanket that slowly covers everything until even life itself seems bleak.
But remember, how grey the sky may be sometimes, the sun will always return, maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow but he will return.

Gerrit

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Reviewed on February 22, 2013

Double-edged sword within the guts and glory of this one, Budd. Another day hiding in the shadows meaning possibly more than is thought of at first glance.