Dusk's Long Shadows (poem) by F William (Bill) Broome on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by randy smith (Reader)

Reviewed on March 1, 2009

I can see the sun setting, and riseing in this poem. r c smith

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on October 15, 2006

an astute metaphorical observation penned to perfection ...

Reviewed by Chanti Niven

Reviewed on October 15, 2006

A new observation of something we look at every day with little thought. This is the way of the poet.
Chanti

Reviewed by Taylor Ryan

Reviewed on October 14, 2006

I attended a wedding this afternoon, on bluffs above the river, surrrounded by old Georgian brick buildinge and huge oaks thinking that the cool temperatures would chill the afternoon...but the chill waited for the young bride and groom to share vows, while the celbration waxed into the flattening shadows and their waves, and river sounds competing with a harp. How interesting to read the very words that described those shadows of my afternoon...
xo Taylor

Reviewed by SHERRY HEIM

Reviewed on October 14, 2006

Like one last empowered projection, larger than life, the shadows yield to the night. Beautiful poem.
Take care,
Sherry

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on October 14, 2006

Delightful, Darlin Bill... and so where I'm at among the heaths and heathers of Tudor England right now! I have never known weather to be able to turn so quickly or the light to change with such dexterity... no wonder the coast is the artists' muse... But one thing is for sure... the quality and diversity of your poetry NEVER changes. Prostratin meself here!! LOL K xx

Reviewed by Rusty Daily

Reviewed on October 14, 2006

I have always enjoyed the shadows stretching into the night but have never found the words. You have. Excellent
Rusty

Reviewed by Aberjhani

Reviewed on October 14, 2006

A wise philosophical observance illustrated by moving metaphorical imagery. Enjoyed it.
Aberjhani

Reviewed by Myrna Badgerow

Reviewed on October 14, 2006

What a lovely way to describe the passing of a day!!! 'Shadow waves kiss us goodnight'...love that line, my dear! You have made my day with this little gem..)
A slowly catching up M

Reviewed by CJ Heck

Reviewed on October 14, 2006

This is lovely, Bill. I enjoy your use of softly flowing words -- and your image above is perfect to go with the poem. Very nice, very nice.
Love,
CJ

Reviewed by Susan Sonnen

Reviewed on October 14, 2006

I like this. Your words, 'Rolling thin and losing worth', made me think of nature as a baker, using a rolling pin to flatten the shadows, only going a little too far with it...

Susan

Reviewed by Susan de Vegter

Reviewed on October 14, 2006

My kind of morning described as only a good poet can mince morning with the Muse.
Susan