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Recent Reviews for Budd Nelson

Kueidu'ifr gone a viking (Short Story) - 5/24/2013 11:40:03 AM
I read it once and thought it's an amazingly true picture of the way it was with my ancestors. I will read it again to my grandchildren. They are going to love it! Love ya! Jane

Kueidu'ifr gone a viking (Short Story) - 5/24/2013 6:52:44 AM
Interesting and enjoyable read... Myrna

Kueidu'ifr gone a viking (Short Story) - 5/24/2013 5:25:27 AM
What a wonderful story, enjoyed reading every word of it. Somebody is very knowledgeable about the Vikings way of life. They were a rather brutal lot but amazingly the same thing is still done today only using lightly different means. Mankind will never learn… Ingeborg

Kueidu'ifr gone a viking (Short Story) - 5/24/2013 5:10:34 AM
lol Yes, long. But very nicely written.

Kueidu'ifr gone a viking (Short Story) - 5/24/2013 5:04:13 AM
Whew! You are long-winded, Budd, but the story kept my interest from the first sentence to thank goodness to the last. This is quite a departure from the Native American ( still say Indian) stories you have been pursuing. I enjoyed it. It was written well.

Pax Quater (Short Story) - 5/17/2013 5:20:11 PM
~Budd~ Rumbles, fires and ash spewing scenes. Loving this account of Selina giving birth. A daughter named Pompia..the second daughter. The faith to the Roman gods and the destruction of Pompeii following in your story of families. Stunning piece. I've some catching up to do!! Lady Mary Ann

Pax Quater (Short Story) - 5/14/2013 1:55:10 AM
Agreed. Nice work indeed.

Pax Quater (Short Story) - 5/13/2013 5:56:44 PM
Well done and as Lily said it kept you on the edge... nice work! Myrna

Pax Quater (Short Story) - 5/13/2013 7:02:52 AM
This story kept me on the edge all the way through! Knowing somewhat about the history I was well aware what would happen, but not to all the inhabitants and was REALLY worried about Breul and Selina! I am thankful they were not in the crossfire of ash! :) Excellent story covering history and mind thoughts back then... I hope it continues onward I want to read more!!!! Love and Light Lily

Pax Quater (Short Story) - 5/13/2013 6:12:10 AM
This story grows more exciting and interesting as we see what is going on in that time, people's beliefs, and how people dealt with disaster......much as we do today. I'm so happy that Selina had another girl!!! Love ya! Jane

Pride (Short Story) - 5/6/2013 6:23:53 PM
This story has a lovely ending. Awe, so cute.

PAX (Short Story) - 4/26/2013 5:32:28 AM
I enjoyed this first story and am looking forward to the continuing saga. Personally, I believe this should be turned into a novel. A few grammarical errors,typos etc. but a great beginning to what hopefully will be a published book some day!

Pax Semper (Short Story) - 3/4/2013 6:56:34 PM
Ave Bud!!!! This is the first I have seen of your historical series. I will be reading the rest of them for sure. I love stories of the Roman Empire... Chip Bergeron

Pax Semper (Short Story) - 3/3/2013 4:35:58 PM
Breul and Salina are my heroes! This would make a great movie. Seriously. Love ya! Jane

Pax Semper (Short Story) - 3/3/2013 12:16:02 PM
Great story Bud,the language sounds quite authentic. Historical fiction is one of my favorite genres of literature to read. The others in the series are also on my "To Read"list. Continued success- Barbara J Henry

Pax Semper (Short Story) - 3/3/2013 8:25:34 AM
Great continuation, Budd.

Pax Semper (Short Story) - 3/3/2013 7:09:49 AM
This is a wonderful ongoing story! I do hope in time you turn this into a book it is great reading and keeps me on the edge often. Love this story Budd! Love and Light Lily

Pax Semper (Short Story) - 3/3/2013 6:12:13 AM
Dastardly plans thwarted. More scheming in the future I'm sure.

Pax Peracto (Short Story) - 2/6/2013 3:37:33 PM
Stopped by to let you know I have read your Pax series from the start. I am much impressed with your knowledge of their culture. Each part projects life as it is..Everyday occupations, families and projects of one sort or another not to mention the close relationships..You have a tender heart and it shows. You are a brilliant writer and accolades are in order for this series...Short stories are as hard to project( reader image) as long ones..You have captured the picture well.... God bless Previous AD member Sandy Hoynacki

Pax Peracto (Short Story) - 2/6/2013 9:38:56 AM
I have not read the other stories in this sequence, but I sense that they are chapters in a book that you are writing. First, let me commend you on your research into Roman life. You seem to have a rich knowledge of ordinary Roman living. Unfortunately, the tale that you are telling is so pedestrian and unexciting that the reader may turn away. As I've been told, the use of more conversation (exciting conversation) and action (emotion) could make the story more exciting. Perhaps, if you read Quo Vadis, the only Roman story I have ever read, you will get a feel for action and emotion. I don't think that Roman life was as contended as you write. Construction projects required great numbers of slaves and slaves were considered to be expendable and treated quite badly at times. I have been watching reality shows. While most people think they are quite contrived, I note that in almost every case when a group of skilled people get together to try to accomplish something quite difficult there's much disagreement and disharmony while it's happening. Your story shows none of that. Finally, the story needs some editing for typos and misspellings. The most notable thing to me was the use of capitalization for common food items that should not be capitalized because they are not proper names. Sorry to be so disheartening, but I believe a writer is better off and can improve if they get the truth rather than empty praise. I have learned from all the constructive criticism I have received and not gained much from empty praise. I can imagine that the story will get much more exciting when Vesuvius erupts. Ron

Pax Peracto (Short Story) - 2/6/2013 3:05:27 AM
Love your style, Budd. Great story.

Pax Peracto (Short Story) - 2/5/2013 7:57:37 PM
I am so happy that Atia had a boy!!! Carry on with the story....I wait for more. This is better than any "soap opera" could ever hope to be!! Love ya! Jane

Pax Peracto (Short Story) - 2/5/2013 3:20:16 PM
This story gets more and more intriguing keeping us waiting to see what happens.... Awesome as always Budd... Love and Light Lily

Pax Fides (Short Story) - 2/5/2013 12:05:56 PM
Very well done, Budd; well done! (((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :D

Pax Peracto (Short Story) - 2/5/2013 12:05:06 PM
Fantastic writing, Budd; very well penned! BRAVO! (((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Texas, Karen Lynn. :D

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 5/22/2013 2:47:48 PM
I didn't miss this by the way, just hard to comment on something that speaks for itself and is so well done.

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 5/21/2013 11:42:34 AM
oh this is richly deep with raw emotions Budd thank you for sharing such a riveting piece of poetry straight from the heart & the well of sorrow Love's Bounty & Healing Blessings Vickie

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 5/21/2013 7:00:10 AM
Touching and feeling write. Hoping for healing and strength for you.

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 5/17/2013 5:43:56 PM
Alas, tears calm the heart but do not mend reality. While reading your poem, I felt your sorrow. I hope it's just poetry and not reality. A parent's heart is more sensitive than we think. Love to you and your family, your friend, who can see you through your words. May God give you peace, calm and strength to write. Love, Emile

Unwritten (Poetry) - 5/15/2013 10:55:32 PM
You are 100% right. This describes most of everything I write...lol.. This hits home.

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 5/15/2013 10:51:30 PM
Beautifully expressed!!! I read this over & over, and don't want to leave this page.

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 5/13/2013 1:20:23 PM
Your poem touched me deeply Budd. So richly and beautifully penned from the soul.

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 5/13/2013 9:20:30 AM
Powerful, poignant.. and hauntingly beautiful.

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 5/10/2013 3:57:17 PM
Sorrow is a canvas we paint with words. God Bless You, Deb

Cometh the Axe (Poetry) - 5/8/2013 3:50:01 AM
I think a lot of people can relate to this especially nowadays. With respect, Carol Phelan Aebby

An Old Fool and His Angel (Poetry) - 5/6/2013 6:26:39 PM
You are such a creative writer and you put so much thought and presentation into it. Your writing comes alive to its readers. I look forward to reading more for you.

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 5/6/2013 8:50:07 AM
I am very familiar with sorrow... ...and weeping; and there is much to weep about in this world/life. Thank you for this soul-stirring write, Budd. Love and peace to you, Regis

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 5/4/2013 1:36:49 AM
Sorrow's salt indeed - Potent words, my friend. x

Love Untouched (Poetry) - 4/30/2013 9:30:37 AM
Enjoyed this poem so much!!! Your poetry is great!

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 4/30/2013 4:56:08 AM
A feeling of sorrow and pain. Will only tears remain? db

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 4/30/2013 2:55:45 AM
Been through this and I know how your heart feels at the loss. G

Saving Angel (Poetry) - 4/29/2013 11:36:26 AM
Budd, Wish you strong health! May you always have an angel by your side! Claire

Cometh the Axe (Poetry) - 4/19/2013 1:08:20 AM
A sad poem, Budd.

Waiting for Love (Poetry) - 4/18/2013 2:58:36 PM
How beautifully written as love has passed him by... the dream is a dream that holds hope as this fair fellow patiently waits... Truly enjoyed this one Budd... Love and Light Lily

Cometh the Axe (Poetry) - 4/18/2013 2:50:36 PM
Something that plagues a lot of us whether it be in a relationship or the job... can be unnerving... in particular if we are not acknowledged and left feeling that we haven't done enough... not a good feeling this waiting... Love and Light Lily

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 4/17/2013 7:24:46 PM
Budd, Heartfelt poetry at its best. Your words brought me to tears. Many blessings, +Linda

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 4/17/2013 4:34:18 AM
~Budd~ The quill laying sterile on parchment stained with salt. Of the heart the salt to kerchief lie to mend the heartbreak. Lady Mary Ann

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 4/16/2013 8:50:25 PM
Not quite sure what is meant - I took you wrote about water affected by salt. Such a tragedy in Boston. What sort of people do these terrible things.

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 4/16/2013 6:21:51 PM
To be at this point in life and so heartbroken she can't even write! So sad! Love ya, Jane

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 4/16/2013 3:03:48 PM
This affects me like a silent howl, Budd. This could be a parchment letter thumb-tacked to a jillion happenings on Earth right now. You write of the Beast as greatly as you write of the Beauty. Keep writing. Thank you. ~~ Diana

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 4/16/2013 2:02:28 PM
Tragedy always brings these saline crystals to us... It helps us get through... Well and beautifully written about tragedy and I agree with Ron, it's timed almost intuitively to the recent tragedy in Boston... Love and Light Lily

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 4/16/2013 11:15:56 AM
You have written about the tragedy in Boston without writing about it. I don't feel the same pain because I have no one close to the tragedy. The media's hustle and bustle and overblowing the result of some maniacal plot to kill people, has put people into the mood of feeling the devastation without feeling it. Believe me, yesterday many died around the world much more tragic circumstances that we never heard of. Ron

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 4/16/2013 10:57:26 AM
One thing for sure dear Budd, crying will never cease, but joy comes to those who hope! My hope is you have peace and assurance, that this too shall pass.... These tears are liquid crystals of light, if only known from whence they come, bring healing to our souls...a medicine that cannot be reproduced in true form by man. Moved and touched.. Teresa

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 4/16/2013 10:48:24 AM
OMG! Heartwrenching...so beautifully penned... Anna

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 4/16/2013 10:29:09 AM
Very nice, Budd... a quiet and instrospective piece leaving bits of thought to ponder.. Myrna

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 4/16/2013 6:28:12 AM
Spoken with sincerity and a poet's reasoning.

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 4/16/2013 3:52:50 AM
Budd We all feel this pain. Your poem speaks volumes to all of us. I am just so sick over this. I have family that lives in Boston. Haven't heard anything yet from them. Go in peace my friend! Love and light Amber

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 4/16/2013 3:47:08 AM
Budd, this sorrow of the heart pierces through the depths of your being, radiating soul sadness to those who taste the bitter loss. Pain brings excellence of your quill. Connie

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 4/16/2013 3:13:40 AM
Ah, Budd, 'tis the season for sorrow, yes, yes there is, just as there is a season for happiness, may the happiness season find you quickly.

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 4/15/2013 11:04:03 PM
Heart rending sorrow, a torn heart and eyes that seemingly flow over in an endless stream of salt tears. May this writing be the start of this hearts mending, May there be an arm to comfort this broken heart And a tender hand to dry these tears. Deeply touching Budd Gerrit

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 4/15/2013 9:15:35 PM
Never been a seamstress, but I have mended my heart many a time *Budd* thoughts from you that many can relate Lady Vivian

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 4/15/2013 7:34:06 PM
This morning, Boston's hurting so much.... we cry with you....we cry in silence... there're no words left....to express the sorrow...

Waiting for Love (Poetry) - 4/15/2013 6:28:27 PM
A well composed piece of the dreamers dream weavers Peace be with you William

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 4/15/2013 6:19:13 PM
thoughts must be properly introduced an outstanding write Budd Peace be with you William

Sorrow's Salt (Poetry) - 4/15/2013 4:55:45 PM
Worth the wait, Budd. Well done.

Cometh the Axe (Poetry) - 4/15/2013 1:26:27 PM
Beautifully personal reflection, Budd ~ Blessings, Christine

Cometh the Axe (Poetry) - 4/15/2013 9:30:53 AM
Sadness creeping in..don't let this yesterday come back! But good poetry *Budd* Lady Vivian

Cometh the Axe (Poetry) - 4/15/2013 8:34:32 AM
sadly...'freedom'...is not attained by all in this life. well done asa

Cometh the Axe (Poetry) - 4/15/2013 3:14:44 AM
Heavy thoughts that creped in. Hopefully you can quickly force them back to the farthest corners of your mind and replace them with much happier thoughts Gerrit

Cometh the Axe (Poetry) - 4/15/2013 2:38:18 AM
Quite a sad poetic tale.

Cometh the Axe (Poetry) - 4/14/2013 6:44:21 PM
~Budd~ A lonely man within to no love ever felt. Unique write. Lady Mary Ann

Cometh the Axe (Poetry) - 4/14/2013 6:22:16 PM

Cometh the Axe (Poetry) - 4/14/2013 5:57:32 PM
Of course many can relate, Budd; you are writing about the stuff of life; well done. Thank you. Love and peace to you, Regis

Cometh the Axe (Poetry) - 4/14/2013 4:29:08 PM
Chopping wood metaphor in your poem, Budd, is a wonderful mind throwback time to experience heartfelt words of life.....in passing.

Cometh the Axe (Poetry) - 4/14/2013 1:14:42 PM
Writing it 3rd person seems to have eluded some readers. 1st person would have made schmaltzy confessional clap trap. Choosing the mode of narrative correctly is always the key to making a poem constructively usable for the reader, the chance to look away a ponder, then back to the narrative purpose of the poem. This is, of course, the opposite of a writer needing sympathy, empathy et al., . choosing to create a vehicle as nothing more than a means to somehow give access to the poet's personal life (which, quite frankly, all art should be about the work, not the artist)The 1st person position in poetry always says think on "me" not the outreach of the words. Well done, Budd.

Cometh the Axe (Poetry) - 4/14/2013 7:54:48 AM
Thoughts like that are dangerous and can tie you down. Give every impression that there are ghosts in the closet that are afraid to come out. Ron

Cometh the Axe (Poetry) - 4/14/2013 6:55:26 AM
Way too often.

Cometh the Axe (Poetry) - 4/14/2013 6:38:58 AM
Drat that axe! Happens far too often.

Cometh the Axe (Poetry) - 4/14/2013 5:09:18 AM
It's a curse -- old thoughts creeping in.

Cometh the Axe (Poetry) - 4/14/2013 5:04:37 AM
an excellent write Budd a wake me upper Peace be with you William

Waiting for Love (Poetry) - 4/13/2013 1:51:29 PM
Great poem "waiting" for someone,a forever yet to come. Very moving. Barbara J. Henry

Eternal Love (Poetry) - 4/13/2013 12:16:59 AM
A nice little love story. Rainbows

Waiting for Love (Poetry) - 4/13/2013 12:10:24 AM
Yes, if we live long enough, we all grow old. There are pleasures in age as in youth. Rainbows

Waiting for Love (Poetry) - 4/12/2013 6:41:57 PM
I totally love this awesome poem.

My Okie Friend (Poetry) - 4/12/2013 3:47:41 PM
~Budd~ Swinging bridges and cherished friends. Thank you for sharing your smiles to memories. Lady Mary Ann

Lover's Stars (Poetry) - 4/12/2013 3:42:40 PM
~Budd~ Reflected in the flow of the Blue River. Stargazed love arias. Simplistic in giggle wagers!! Unique poem. Lady Mary Ann

Eternal Love (Poetry) - 4/12/2013 3:33:31 PM
~Budd~ So peaceful the eternal love. Lady Mary Ann

Waiting for Love (Poetry) - 4/12/2013 3:28:03 PM
~Budd~ A dream awaits as love will come forever to be. Beautiful your heart spills over in these verses. Lady Mary Ann

Waiting for Love (Poetry) - 4/12/2013 7:26:17 AM
Somtimes time is a cruel thing...then again it can be the best answer to many things. His dream ..forever yet to come, while living, a hope to be... A thought provoking poem, reality... Enjoyed very much! Teresa

Waiting for Love (Poetry) - 4/11/2013 2:37:11 PM
I read your words, but I felt your heart at the core *Budd* denoting a beautiful sensitivity!! Lady Vivian

Waiting for Love (Poetry) - 4/11/2013 1:41:54 PM
Dear Budd, Your poem shows a lot of compassion. Alas, many human beings had a similar destiny, but they will find their joy one day. Age is irrelevant. Bravo! I pray for those who did not find their soul mate. Love, Emile

Waiting for Love (Poetry) - 4/11/2013 12:17:04 PM
The recollection of having been young together returns like a boomerang later in life when... "he sits here gazing alone", to realize it was a real happiness, and now making the memory of..."this someone".. energy source for..."a forever yet to come". Love it! Budd. Warm regards. Isabella.

Waiting for Love (Poetry) - 4/11/2013 10:32:02 AM
What a wonderfully written poem, thoughts of love and the yearning of a kindred spirit... Much peace, love and light, Amber

Waiting for Love (Poetry) - 4/11/2013 6:37:26 AM
Yet, without such an ability to hold such thoughts, such images, how much poorer one would be.

Eternal Love (Poetry) - 4/11/2013 6:33:46 AM
Reminds us of how important dreams and the imagination that fuels them truly is.

Waiting for Love (Poetry) - 4/11/2013 3:02:40 AM
Dreams can often keep us going when nothing else can.

Waiting for Love (Poetry) - 4/10/2013 4:43:11 PM
"His dream he keeps this someone...a forever yet to come." Says it all, Budd, I believe she will come when you least expect it. Beautifully written, Budd, I love it. Love and Dreams, Karen

Waiting for Love (Poetry) - 4/10/2013 3:00:03 PM
Yes, I agree. Deep, meaningful and heartfelt write, my friend.

Soulful Kiss (Poetry) - 4/10/2013 11:10:47 AM
The first poem I read of yours and already a favorite...Green eyes!

Waiting for Love (Poetry) - 4/10/2013 10:57:23 AM
Deep thoughts and serious feelings eloquently expressed. It will happen when you least expect it, never give up hope…

Waiting for Love (Poetry) - 4/10/2013 9:10:13 AM
So much live experience, live wisdom and live tragedy brought together in one poem in a way only you can describe Budd. Very well done Gerrit

Waiting for Love (Poetry) - 4/10/2013 6:45:49 AM
Wonderful insight into the human condition, regardless of our circumstances. I recall my initiation into the Order of the Arrow. After bread and water for two days and spending the night alone in the woods with only a blanket, I recited what I heard and saw to the elders. As they slapped me on the shoulder three times, they proclaim my name as “ Scared Rabbit.” Apparently they had either run out of names or had misjudged my vivid description of chipmunks scurrying about in the night. I was always fearless and very comfortable in wilderness situations. Alas, I never found a maiden that shared my love of the wilderness. Ron

Waiting for Love (Poetry) - 4/10/2013 5:43:15 AM
This poem is very deep and thought provoking. Lots of hidden meaning....beautiful write! Hugs Katt

Eternal Love (Poetry) - 4/10/2013 5:41:31 AM
Very peaceful.....I like this one a lot! Hugs Katt

Waiting for Love (Poetry) - 4/10/2013 5:40:10 AM
The cycle goes on and on as the young experience the joys of love and the thrill of life to "Now an old grey man".."heart gone a hole in his breast.". I had a tear run down my cheek after I read this. Love ya! Jane

Waiting for Love (Poetry) - 4/10/2013 4:32:01 AM
Lovely though sad words for a time long gone for the man that has nothing left but the dream of what once was, and what once he had. Mark

Waiting for Love (Poetry) - 4/10/2013 4:29:15 AM
Lovely romantic tale, Budd...the imagery is very touching... Anna

Waiting for Love (Poetry) - 4/10/2013 3:48:53 AM
There's an old saying, "Never give up hope." There's another old saying, "Don't walk down a non-ending road." I don't know if that last quote is really an old saying, but it sounds like it could be.

Eternal Love (Poetry) - 4/9/2013 3:01:36 PM
Classicly romantic; it sparkles.

Eternal Love (Poetry) - 4/9/2013 1:17:23 PM
You bring such love into focus in this intimately expressive poem! Blessings, Christine

Eternal Love (Poetry) - 4/9/2013 12:23:21 PM
And this, My Friend..Budd is Your inner beauty!!! Lady Vivian

Eternal Love (Poetry) - 4/8/2013 3:22:22 PM
Beautifully composed Romantic poetry Peace be with you William

Eternal Love (Poetry) - 4/8/2013 8:56:28 AM
absolutely superb..so gentle..so sweet..so..um :))))) Love it! Vesna :)

Eternal Love (Poetry) - 4/8/2013 8:09:52 AM
Ah! Love is grand! Nicely done, Budd! Anna

Lover's Stars (Poetry) - 4/7/2013 10:35:12 PM
Peeking in on Love! Exhilarating!! Lady Vivian

Eternal Love (Poetry) - 4/7/2013 5:06:37 PM
Budd, this is exquisite! What a wonderful way to sleep and dream. This has a soft, sweet touch that makes it a pleasure to read. Connie

Eternal Love (Poetry) - 4/7/2013 3:56:55 PM
Breathtaking, beautiful poem, Budd, ....that's exactly how you experience wonder.... and then.....find words to spread the joy. Thank you for sharing. Isabella.

Eternal Love (Poetry) - 4/7/2013 2:09:53 PM
Great work, Budd, I love the figure of speech-"Emerald windows"- you used for eyes. Continued success/ Barbara J. Henry

Eternal Love (Poetry) - 4/7/2013 10:00:52 AM
Love full bloom is beautiful Budd! Her hope and dream is that one day, They meet and see the words at play. Are meant for two's eternity, Love's full bloom, love's beauty seen. This wonder brought words...truly touched Budd... Teresa

foundering (Poetry) - 4/7/2013 9:07:16 AM
I memory from long ago and luckily you can tell us about it. The vivid way you tell it shows that it's still in your memory as if it happened yesterday. a very frightening experience Gerrit

Lap Top Lovers (Poetry) - 4/7/2013 9:04:02 AM
I presume Smarty and Farty become Smelly and Sticky in the end. Cute one Budd Gerrit

Eternal Love (Poetry) - 4/7/2013 9:02:16 AM
Your muse inspires you to unprecedented heights. You keep surpassing yourself in beauty and romance Wonderful again Gerrit

Lover's Stars (Poetry) - 4/7/2013 8:59:00 AM
You're such a romanticist Budd, you put romance so beautifully into words. Very beautiful Gerrit

Eternal Love (Poetry) - 4/7/2013 8:58:52 AM
Very soft and nice poem. It says il all. Love Emile

Eternal Love (Poetry) - 4/7/2013 8:08:34 AM
If I could just dream for the rest of my days, I would be perfectly happy...e

Eternal Love (Poetry) - 4/7/2013 8:02:21 AM
It's Spring and love is in the air! Well done, my friend.

Eternal Love (Poetry) - 4/7/2013 7:47:00 AM
There can bo no other peace such as this! Beautifully done. Love ya! Jane

My Okie Friend (Poetry) - 4/7/2013 5:46:43 AM
What a wonderful memory of all the joys you had with your Okie friend :) I like to sit back and recall the times I had with my old friends too! Love and Light Lily

Eternal Love (Poetry) - 4/7/2013 5:29:42 AM
How we all yearn for this kind of peace... Just beautiful words again Budd Peace, Love and Light Lily

Lover's Stars (Poetry) - 4/7/2013 5:27:33 AM
What a beautifully written poem... A muse can bring such inspiration as some of my muses do as well... To be inspired to write so magnificently is a talent only a few are able to put down in such descriptive words... Breathtaking... Love and Light Lily

foundering (Poetry) - 4/7/2013 5:23:37 AM
Heavens this is drowning! Completely I feel it within... I feel the air being sucked from my lungs... What a terrible memory Budd! Well written! Love and Light Lily

Lap Top Lovers (Poetry) - 4/7/2013 5:21:59 AM
LOL almost sounds like a children's little ditty... Very cute Budd... Love and Light Lily

Eternal Love (Poetry) - 4/7/2013 4:51:07 AM
I wonderful tribute to the love of ones life…

Eternal Love (Poetry) - 4/7/2013 4:35:39 AM
Wonderful poetic words!

Eternal Love (Poetry) - 4/7/2013 4:26:13 AM
A nice bit of yearning here, Budd. I can relate.

Eternal Love (Poetry) - 4/7/2013 3:46:47 AM
Love truly is a many splendored thing.

Lover's Stars (Poetry) - 4/6/2013 10:36:15 AM
Love it!

Lover's Stars (Poetry) - 4/6/2013 6:32:26 AM
A lovely sensorial depiction of Nature's impact on willing beings.

Lover's Stars (Poetry) - 4/5/2013 6:42:32 PM
I like the 'bass of old bullfrogs'. Some good descriptions. Cheers

Lover's Stars (Poetry) - 4/5/2013 11:37:59 AM
For some reason, this innocent little ditty has a erotic quality. Ron

In the Shadows (Poetry) - 4/5/2013 10:33:30 AM
Very deep Budd, the darkness on a man's soul can be totally suffocating. No where to escape from it. Gerrit

Love's Lightening Strike (Poetry) - 4/5/2013 10:26:12 AM
Beautiful when you can hold on to someone in your dour days. Someone who lifts you up and takes away the hard taste of bitterness. Very well done Budd Gerrit

Lover's Stars (Poetry) - 4/5/2013 5:51:52 AM
Well done, my friend! Hugs Katt

Lover's Stars (Poetry) - 4/4/2013 2:08:32 PM
Dear Bud, Great imagery of love, which finally connects the two lovers. Well done, my friend, love, Emile

Lover's Stars (Poetry) - 4/4/2013 6:44:37 AM
Beautifully penned!!! Awesome imagery and wonderful phrasing! Anna

Lover's Stars (Poetry) - 4/4/2013 6:37:52 AM
emerald eyes and hair like cornsilk-well Budd I have often felt that if my Muse was a woman it would be a tall blond with green eyes-might she have a twin sister?? LOL-excellent poetry

Lover's Stars (Poetry) - 4/4/2013 5:07:27 AM
How damn beautiful! My goodness.......I got chills and everything. Love ya! Jane

Lover's Stars (Poetry) - 4/4/2013 3:14:04 AM
A romantic poem expressed most eloquently. A pleasure to read. Ingeborg

Lover's Stars (Poetry) - 4/4/2013 2:55:14 AM
What a lovely setting - be it dream, fantasy, or real.

Lover's Stars (Poetry) - 4/4/2013 2:19:50 AM
Brilliant poem, Budd. Love the "blinking suns....reflected in the River", enjoyed very much the time with birds songs and..."aromatic Bachelor Buttons"...., which I know as a cornflower growing in corn crop fields (wheat, barley),..sage (anti-aging herb), ...much pressure for romantically challenged, with a Chickasaw County Cupid's arrows set loose upon......love starved... that happened to be gazing up, reaching to the stars,... and those... really got me landing on cloud nine. Thank you for sharing. Isabella.

Lover's Stars (Poetry) - 4/4/2013 12:39:26 AM
I wouldn't even dare to venture a guess. Well done, Budd.

My Okie Friend (Poetry) - 4/3/2013 7:40:59 PM
It looks desolate but interesting country. We make many friends on life's journey. Cheers

Lover's Stars (Poetry) - 4/3/2013 5:33:43 PM
Well I'm not here to guess.

My Okie Friend (Poetry) - 4/3/2013 4:00:19 PM
This reminds me as well of all the solo hikes, climbs and wanderings among ice caves, glaciers (with super caution) and peaks...those places where the companionship of a like wanderer would have been appreciated, where, as you say, there would be no need for goodbyes, what might the experience have offered in addition to the wonders of self-realization that I did indeed experience? What might that have been like? You've succeeded in arousing my frustrations (never any regrets) when I tackled the Appalachian 400 club challenge that climbed the New England peaks of New Hampshire, Vermont, and Mass. (often alone, but some with my wife at the time) and saw as your poem suggests, a void where an "okie friend" (or in my case, an organic climber, many of which I knew) would have enhanced the experience. Thank you the reminder of experiences I wish I had been privileged to partake in. (I did make up for the somewhat frustrated solo work in New England, however, when I moved back to the west coast and took on the Cascades and especially my habitual trek to Mt. McKinley, west, east, and south walls. Wow...what a period of experiencing nature's threat and reward.)

My Okie Friend (Poetry) - 4/3/2013 3:38:44 AM
I hear you Budd--I too have memories that I can recall and cherish in my heart-well done--I often wish I could have my old friends back with me once more---DK

My Okie Friend (Poetry) - 4/3/2013 3:09:23 AM
Some memories are worth cherishing, forever.

My Okie Friend (Poetry) - 4/2/2013 9:07:01 PM
Treasures kept in the mind can be stored in the heart! Thanks *Budd* for sharing!! Lady Vivian

Love's Lightening Strike (Poetry) - 4/2/2013 10:26:11 AM
Romeo's play of words spoken, stir hearts around the world to this want and need of moon beams and ebony nights. Grace being the incense of the one who knows these words and is moved to dance with Romeo and his moon beam into those ebony nights! Lightning struck ...purified this mind! Awesome write! Teresa

My Okie Friend (Poetry) - 4/2/2013 10:10:21 AM
Some of us were just born to explore. Ron

My Okie Friend (Poetry) - 4/2/2013 10:04:37 AM
I feel the swinging bridge crossed by feet long ago...Kiamichi mountains for me... The peace felt could not be bought these days and times and starry skies are seldom looked at from blankets where heads rest...who knows, maybe the indian cupid will shoot his arrowhead and it land where no more goodbyes will have to be said... Truly touched Budd... Teresa

My Okie Friend (Poetry) - 4/2/2013 6:02:33 AM
Great reflections on the past...nice writing. Cheers, Dan

My Okie Friend (Poetry) - 4/2/2013 5:31:07 AM
Memories are pure gold aren't they?! I think childhood memories are the best of all...those were the times when imaginations led us into grand adventures!!! giggle...nicely done, Budd! Anna

My Okie Friend (Poetry) - 4/2/2013 4:53:07 AM
There's nothing like a good adventure........always looking onto the new adventure. Love ya! Jane

My Okie Friend (Poetry) - 4/2/2013 4:45:20 AM
We are all wanderers.

My Okie Friend (Poetry) - 4/2/2013 3:20:37 AM
Great memories, Budd.

foundering (Poetry) - 3/30/2013 9:30:30 PM
Written like a spiritual awakening *Budd* for the heart and soul of who you have become being thankful! Lady Vivian

foundering (Poetry) - 3/30/2013 4:08:29 PM
Budd, A 'breathtaking' tale, no pun intended.:) I am thankful that you survived. I've always felt drowning would be terrible, to not be able to breathe. I am very claustrophobic and get the 'feeling' I can't breathe if I'm in tight or crowded places. I cannot imagine what you went through. You have an angel watching over you. Many blessings, Linda+

Lap Top Lovers (Poetry) - 3/30/2013 2:56:35 PM
Such a lovely ending to a fitting story *Budd* Lady Vivian

foundering (Poetry) - 3/30/2013 6:22:48 AM
great imagery excellent write Peace be with you William

foundering (Poetry) - 3/29/2013 3:00:19 AM
Terrifying indeed, and glad to hear that life went on.

foundering (Poetry) - 3/28/2013 4:14:19 PM
Oh my Budd...beautifully descriptive! You captivated your audience by words, pulled us into the deep, while treading water in our minds, and waiting for our next breaths! Totally moved! Teresa

foundering (Poetry) - 3/28/2013 3:36:12 PM
Happened several times to me and your thoughts were not far from mine.

foundering (Poetry) - 3/28/2013 8:48:25 AM
An interesting work with the mind alternating both a conscious interpretation and one of enigmatic value, i.e., projecting these words into our daily thoughts of what death might be like. Then, taking the literal value of the piece, one is struck with the confirmation that ONLY life as we know it dies, relenting to the infinite nature of matter, be the remains of flesh and bone, or ash. Matter knows not the cessation of existence. That's what it is...what it will always be. Provocative and insightful.

foundering (Poetry) - 3/28/2013 7:47:06 AM
Frightening...well done, Budd...you leave the reader gasping for air.. Anna

foundering (Poetry) - 3/28/2013 7:27:17 AM
An intense portrayal of what drowning must be like. From your note, I assume it must be first-hand experience. While I found myself flailing trying to swim at seven, I first visited the city swimming pool where for ten cents one could put your feet solidly on the bottom of the 2 foot end of the pool, see in the chlorine stinging clear water, and find that underwater was more pleasant than trying to struggle at the surface at something called “swimming.” Rivers and lakes came later when I had already learned the basics and never had to “put my foot down on murky bottom” to make it to shore. Ron

foundering (Poetry) - 3/28/2013 5:52:36 AM
I know that feeling...nice write. Cheers, Dan

foundering (Poetry) - 3/28/2013 5:00:14 AM
Great write Budd,the vivid language expresses the danger very clearly. Kind of scary for for those of us who don't love the water. Continued success- Barbara J Henry

foundering (Poetry) - 3/28/2013 4:50:18 AM
~Budd~ A living from completely gone can't behold through the red to see on. A very heartfelt and clenched teeth in this liquid enfold. I'm thankful for the life to go on. Lady Mary Ann

foundering (Poetry) - 3/27/2013 7:19:52 PM
Scary moments! Love ya, Jane

foundering (Poetry) - 3/27/2013 6:03:34 PM
Powerfully written, Budd. Well done.

foundering (Poetry) - 3/27/2013 5:48:51 PM
When I was that age you speak of I used to surf and body surf in the ocean where I lived for the most part of my life...used to get caught in the occasional rip tide, like that of what Jerry speaks of, but as kids that lived at the beach, we knew how to handle rip tides...but when we got dumped off our surfboard by the power of a wave and got bounced off the bottom or ocean floor, that was when we might think we see God or "the" light, as all breath is knocked out of u and you do finally come up choking on salt water...but damned if we didn't go back out and on the same day and take the chance to have it happen all over again...THIS IS A VERY WELL WRITTEN, DESCRIPTIVE PIECE, BUDD, PERHAPS YOUR BEST SO FAR...ENJOYED READING IT...e

foundering (Poetry) - 3/27/2013 5:22:53 PM
I was a lusty twenty-something-year-old and was at Jones beach in Long Island, with Nanette, my wife and a few friends. I was into the surf, got caught up in a rip tide. I had figured I was going to die, but, like this poem said, my feel finally touched bottom and I made it to the shore. I'll never forget my close encounter with death. I had that same close encounter a number of times in years to come although of a different nature..

foundering (Poetry) - 3/27/2013 5:14:21 PM
I tried to envision how awful it must be to drown. A very descriptive poem of such a sad event. If it was you, I am so glad you lived to talk about it… Ingeborg

Lap Top Lovers (Poetry) - 3/27/2013 4:03:37 PM
A reminder that relationships do indeed come in all sizes, shapes and species.

Lap Top Lovers (Poetry) - 3/27/2013 3:05:31 PM
this is the kinda relationship ya gotta love...whatever! asa

Lap Top Lovers (Poetry) - 3/27/2013 1:31:10 PM
Surprising relationship secrets....spend time, tangled together.....lovingly....what? ....ah!..-touched. Makes me smile. Isabella.

Lap Top Lovers (Poetry) - 3/27/2013 9:45:42 AM
Reads like the world was gone to the dogs, or is it the kittens? Ron

Lap Top Lovers (Poetry) - 3/27/2013 9:36:17 AM
Aw such a sweet and touching poem Laura

Lap Top Lovers (Poetry) - 3/27/2013 9:06:00 AM
This is such a cute poem, Budd. Be it puppies, rabbits or people, it brings a smile about how much they love to tangle. Lol Always, Sandy '-'

Lap Top Lovers (Poetry) - 3/27/2013 4:37:25 AM
Awwwww!!! So cute! Love ya, Jane

Lap Top Lovers (Poetry) - 3/27/2013 2:37:09 AM
Love truly is a many splendored thing!

Lap Top Lovers (Poetry) - 3/26/2013 10:18:52 PM
Nice poetic a-la-natural story. The best Lap top lover I ever seen! Go Bud! JMD

Lap Top Lovers (Poetry) - 3/26/2013 7:37:11 PM
I'm not sure who Smartie and Farty are - frogs though I haven't seen a frog with curly dark hair. A nice little ditty

Lap Top Lovers (Poetry) - 3/26/2013 5:52:06 PM
Farty sounds too cute...e

Lap Top Lovers (Poetry) - 3/26/2013 5:21:02 PM
~Budd~ This is so darn cute!! Hilarious, thus they go through life lovingly touched...ooooo>>> Lady Mary Ann

Lap Top Lovers (Poetry) - 3/26/2013 5:20:48 PM
Hahahaha..I love this!!! Lovingly touched here in this red neck country! We don't even know who we touch through this art of air being born to share with others!!! A marvelous way to be fun! Bravo!!! Touched... Teresa

Lap Top Lovers (Poetry) - 3/26/2013 4:40:40 PM
Touchy-feely couple, huh?

Lap Top Lovers (Poetry) - 3/26/2013 4:30:41 PM
Cute one, Budd.

Lap Top Lovers (Poetry) - 3/26/2013 4:23:43 PM
Seems like it's a good idea if you can't smell anything. Always love to sit next to my bride but draw the line if I smell a fart.

In the Shadows (Poetry) - 3/25/2013 3:55:17 PM
Particularly intense and honest and fresh writing Budd! Blessings, Christine

In the Shadows (Poetry) - 3/25/2013 5:19:21 AM
Very profound writing, Budd...well done. Anna

In the Shadows (Poetry) - 3/24/2013 11:04:33 AM
This is deeply moving and very well written, Budd. I enjoyed reading it very much! Peace, love and light, Amber

In the Shadows (Poetry) - 3/23/2013 5:55:04 AM
Budd, We can never escape our wrongful deeds, they follow us everywhere we go. Repenting is the answer. Many blessings, +Linda

In the Shadows (Poetry) - 3/23/2013 12:10:40 AM
The youth of the past is something yet to be captured - but it will only replenish strength and in return will diminish wisdom. It is the nature of all things that as experience grows, the vessel becomes fatigued. Rx

In the Shadows (Poetry) - 3/22/2013 3:41:53 PM
Ah, regret! Regret can be your worst enemy or your best friend. You have the "Power to choose". I've been ruminating on the duality of the.."I hunted and then was he the prey"...and,..."wrongful decision, escape is naught in the shadows of night".. The proverbial table was turned; the hunter had become the hunted, isn't new concept, and one doesn't need to go to the war to experience it. Regular, every days trip to workplace, interpersonal relationship, TV news, politics, East-West (and all other directions) issues, provide enough of battlefields exposure, and opportunity of getting hurt. Emotional hurt seriously alter human brain chemistry. Brain runs on neurotransmitters. Some of them give us energy (adrenalin), some control body movement (dopamine), and some control mood (serotonin). When serotonin drops (prolonged stress), our brain turns against us, will reach into our memory, pull out every bad memory it can find ("the worse the better"),and makes us being tortured by our own thoughts (especially at 3 am, "in the shadows of night"). Get the picture. Thank you Budd for sharing a masterpiece of an outstanding work of a creative Artist. With warm regards Isabella.

In the Shadows (Poetry) - 3/22/2013 3:26:52 PM
Of the mind You write so wise *Budd* concise, but with so much depth! Lady Vivian

In the Shadows (Poetry) - 3/22/2013 11:40:23 AM
Well said, Budd.

In the Shadows (Poetry) - 3/22/2013 9:50:09 AM
We cannot escape the evil we do. It will return to haunt us even in the dead of night. Ron

In the Shadows (Poetry) - 3/22/2013 8:53:27 AM
~Budd~ Ebony shadows to the darkness on a man's soul. Excellent thoughts. Lady Mary Ann

In the Shadows (Poetry) - 3/22/2013 5:15:37 AM
A vernacular dance through a labyrinth of shadow and light. Inventive and provocative.

In the Shadows (Poetry) - 3/22/2013 2:55:57 AM
Powerfully good, Budd.

In the Shadows (Poetry) - 3/21/2013 7:55:39 PM
Dark and somber, and extremely well written. Cheers, Dan

In the Shadows (Poetry) - 3/21/2013 5:26:38 PM
Stark poetic thoughts lurk within the words of this one. The photo looked like a pizza at first but closer revealed Fungi Peace be with you...

In the Shadows (Poetry) - 3/21/2013 5:14:10 PM
Gave me much to think on. Enjoyed! Rebecca

In the Shadows (Poetry) - 3/21/2013 5:00:02 PM
This is some heavy stuff. My mind went onto a very dark world tour here. Great write! Love ya! Jane

In the Shadows (Poetry) - 3/21/2013 4:41:41 PM
Ah yes, where escape is in a different light... wrong decisions making us captive within our own shadows of the night... Excellent Budd, how we have gone from the trained ending up the captive... Love and Light Lily

Lover's Night (Poetry) - 3/21/2013 3:02:51 AM
Wonderful images ! This is a keeper poem!...M

Love's Lightening Strike (Poetry) - 3/21/2013 3:01:07 AM
What a beautiful poem! It's words are soft and velvety....M

Unwritten (Poetry) - 3/20/2013 1:58:11 PM
Profundity with the music of a riddle. Wonderful, Budd. ~~ Diana

Love's Lightening Strike (Poetry) - 3/20/2013 8:57:18 AM
Oh that second verse is too marvelous for a comment. Gorgeous poem Budd.

Love's Lightening Strike (Poetry) - 3/19/2013 9:57:49 AM
How romantic! I especially love the last line. Not that is an ending that speaks of beginnings! Lesserowner Uvgreenize

Love's Lightening Strike (Poetry) - 3/18/2013 7:02:27 PM
I like emeral eyes. A delicate little love poem.

Love's Lightening Strike (Poetry) - 3/18/2013 2:53:14 PM
Just gorgeous! Blessings, Christine

Lover's Night (Poetry) - 3/16/2013 3:20:29 PM
Beautifully penned. Love and Dreams, Karen

Unwritten (Poetry) - 3/15/2013 5:27:13 PM
Ah yes....I know what you mean and I agree.