Branching Out (poem) by Ronald W. Hull on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on January 13, 2015

Philosophical it is Ron. The objective evaluations are often more difficult to accept than the subjective. Much wisdom here in your lines to sort and consider for the branches are surely burdened the signs are everywhere. Your observations as always are focused.

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart

Reviewed on January 11, 2015

Life is a sorter,
life is a sieve

What a great and very true line Ron. The whole poem is a glimpse of wisdom hard won.

Reviewed by Sha'Tara

Reviewed on January 7, 2015

That's the strange thing about life as we know it - the necessity of causing pain so as to maintain the whole thing. If something aggressive is not forcefully pushed back (pruned) both the aggressor (predator) and the space (prey) are immediately threatened. There is something wrong with that picture, but it's all we know, isn't it. Branching out: good way to put it, Ron.

Reviewed by Richard Cederberg

Reviewed on January 7, 2015

"Ideas are endless and unrestrained" Indeed... and certainly why some are good, and some are bad, and why some bring life, and some bring death. Like nature: a lot of authentic verdant beauty but also an extraordinary encroachment of weeds. The wheat and tares syndrome. As it is in every walk of life. Your philosophy here is elementary and your choice of platitudes support the message.

Reviewed by Amor Sabor

Reviewed on January 6, 2015

just like pruning back dead growth and dead wood branches that bear no fruit...life must go on. Excellent example, Ron

Reviewed by Jms Bell

Reviewed on January 6, 2015

SOMETIMES IT'S BEST FOR ALL INVOLVED THAT 'THINGS' NOT TO BE KNOWN. HOWEVER, KEEPING IN MIND THAT WE ALL 'GROW' DIFFERENTLY, I DO AGREE THAT GROWTH/PRUNING IS IMPORTANT. BUT, FOR SOME, 'THEY' ARE THEIR BEGINNING THUS, THEY START FROM THAT POINT. TRUSTING IN GOD THEY DO THE BEST THEY CAN, USING WHATEVER IT IS THEY FIND WITHIN THEMSELVES AND...BRANCH OUT...IN WHATEVER WAY THEY CAN, NOURISHING THEMSELVES, THEIRS AND OTHERS. INTERESTING AND ENJOYED. THANKS FOR SHARING. LOVE, BLESSINGS & FAITH...HIS*INSPIRATIONS

Reviewed by D. Vegas (Reader)

Reviewed on January 6, 2015

But, many out there aren't grown and then they
wonder why they aren't getting anywhere in life.
As always I enjoy your poetry.

Always,

Deborah

Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater

Reviewed on January 5, 2015

I like the psychology in this, Ron. Pruning is the only way to insure a good crop each year. Incorrect or no pruning will cause a rapid decline in production. Jungian psychology has a dual consciousness theory much like what you have written here. "Branching Out" to me, is like a generalized law of pruning where critical periods of personal growth are present. Happy New Year!

Sage

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on January 5, 2015

This is a meaningful metaphorical offering that makes one think. Thank you, Ron. Love and peace to you,

Regis

Reviewed by Kathleen McDonald

Reviewed on January 5, 2015

Wondderefully done

hug
Kathy

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on January 5, 2015

with too many branches all vying for room,
soon to become root bound to seal our doom.

I couldn't agree with you more, and hardly anyone even discusses this these days. We very sadly are sealing our doom.

Reviewed by Christine Tsen

Reviewed on January 4, 2015

I love this absolutely, the need for discipline as the innate perfection of life unfolds!

Reviewed by G. Roscoe (Reader)

Reviewed on January 4, 2015

We must grow if we are to live, for some to grow mean to take, for others, it is to give. This is so beautiful and full of meaning. So colorful. Nice poem

G.

Reviewed by Michael Schafer

Reviewed on January 4, 2015

Life is a sorter,
Life is a sieve.
I loved that. We all need room to grow,and a place to put down roots, but when our roots become tangled in anothers roots, we can choke each other out.

Reviewed by Jane Noponen Perinacci

Reviewed on January 4, 2015

Yes, so true but our roots are the same.

Love ya!

Jane

Reviewed by E Phillips

Reviewed on January 3, 2015

I wonder if Ed M. is drifting off to troth a branch
or to flog a log. Either way he's gonna get a beating.

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on January 3, 2015

Thanks, I needed this to help me to sleep as did my last posting for you...LOL -e-

Reviewed by Andy Turner

Reviewed on January 3, 2015

Much work has gone in to this poem. An outstanding incisive poem. Written with the heart, mind and soul, of a human sage.

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Reviewed on January 3, 2015

Hah! Last two lines did it for me. Awesome! Never use that word, but it just fit here.

Reviewed by Lark Pogue

Reviewed on January 3, 2015

And destructive relationships are hard to prune, but necessary. Great way of putting this.

Reviewed by Odin odin@aflx.com

Reviewed on January 3, 2015

You've penned a sound reminder that maintenance to one's mind and body reward big dividends when it counts the most. Kudos.