Heart of Stone (once again) (poem) by Georg E Mateos on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Roger Ochs

Reviewed on March 22, 2010

Brevity shouts its accomplishments. hurrah, for you. It is no secret that you are among the very best.

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart

Reviewed on March 22, 2010

there is nothing so secret or hard that love cannot touch it. A short but stunning write Georg.

Reviewed by 000 000 (Reader)

Reviewed on March 21, 2010

I'll tell you mine-If you tell me yours!

Reviewed by J'nia Fowler

Reviewed on March 21, 2010

If I had never read any of your works/masterpieces, this poem would still be a challenge to me, to peek just a little bit into your jade heart. But your poems and prose have revealed much of the treasure you keep inside. Can't help but love you anyway. So sue me. Hugs and more hugs Georg, J'nia

Reviewed by Sheri Uy

Reviewed on March 20, 2010

Better stand guard to your secret day and night, George. Many of us are just waiting for a chance to get through and find out what's inside that heart of stone... (-:
Beautifully written, as usual.

Love and hugs,
Sheri

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on March 20, 2010

Bro George, you are such a splendid poet. But remember Ma said you'd get indigestion from hard long kept secrets...so tell me.I promise not to tell anyone;) love, tiger lily

Reviewed by Abdi-Noor Mohamed (Eagle Of Hope)

Reviewed on March 20, 2010

Secrets can be suppressed but never ever can they be denied to come out but if they are buried in a stone heart it is very dangerous because it will come out in the form of a revenge. Great work

Reviewed by Patrick Granfors

Reviewed on March 20, 2010

A man with a stone heart could not write this fantastic piece Georg. Now a man with a stoned heart...that's another thing. Some wounds never heal and I know you have some deep ones. And you know in your stoned heart that love is the only salve. Patrick

Reviewed by Liana Margiva

Reviewed on March 20, 2010

I LOVE IT!!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

Reviewed by Jms Bell

Reviewed on March 19, 2010

WE ALL HAVE THE HONOR AND PRIVILEGE OF HAVING AT LEAST ONE SECRET...GUARD IT WELL! THANKS FOR SHARING AND GOD BLESS. LOVE,
JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on March 19, 2010

secret hearts made of stone are sadly impervious to the ones they love ...

Reviewed by Christine Alwin

Reviewed on March 19, 2010

Looks like it is in safe keeping for sure..that is what a secret should be~

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on March 19, 2010

I hope you find someone to share that secret with old buddy for no matter how much we keep our secret...without another to share it with is it truly a secret or just an unheard tale.
fee

Reviewed by Carole Mathys

Reviewed on March 19, 2010

Very intense write, Georg...well done!

Carole~

Reviewed by Peter Schlosser (Reader)

Reviewed on March 19, 2010

Even jade is shattered,
Even gold is crushed,
Even quetzal plume are torn . . .
One does not live forever on this earth:
We endure only for an instant!

--Aztec Poem

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on March 19, 2010

Whats the secret; you know me, I can keep it secret...;-) e

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on March 19, 2010

Power in such a small package; perfect, Georg!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in America, Karen Lynn in Texas. :)

Reviewed by Amber Moonstone

Reviewed on March 19, 2010

Such power in a short poem, Georg. We all have our own little secrets, otherwise we would not be human. If you tell then you will be set free. Perhaps the truth is what will mend your heart of stone.

I wish you all the love, peace and light!

Amber "V"

Reviewed by Victoria's Poetry & Voices of Muse

Reviewed on March 19, 2010

secrets are a powerful thing on many levels
we all love them in different ways
for the value of their clout in a sense
from our own levels of personal curiosities
“You got a secret”...oh tell me…tell me…..tell me true!....
Whether it’s getting dirt on people or secrets to success
We all love to know secrets…
And since I am just as human as anyone &
my mind imaginative wheels turn as my cauliflower ear grows
Come see my closet of dancing skeletons Georg!
Love Vickie
(How I made this bold italic is one of my lil' secrets)

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on March 19, 2010

You wrote your own epitaph

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on March 19, 2010

Both poem and picture are powerful.