love this Belle, very creative and holds some truths, love is the best fantasy though, no one can take our dreams and fantasies but the grime reaper, love & hugs
We have to believe in love for that is what shines through our words as we share them with others no matter what the write is about. Thank you for sharing a great write La Belle.
In my heart I have been always a sucker for "true" love, sadly my cynical head never went along.
But, as a poet, I wanted to believe, oh! how I wanted to believe it!
...most excellent poetry La Belle...and though I do believe in love...you have given a ring...to many a cracked bell...in my heart.
again this...one of my favorites...
John
Well stated and with a lot of truth, but I don't know if it is always a fairy tale...some loves are permanent and last forever so that would make love a reality. Lovely thoughts to ponder in this one though dear friend and fellFee
I will ALWAYS believe in love. When love comes, everything becomes beautiful and a fairytale. It doesn't matter how long it will last, it is still a fairytale when love comes; and we should not doubt love when it comes to us, just being in it and enjoying it fully is the way to true love.
It doesn't matter what everyone else think either when it comes to true love, for if it's true your hearts will know it.
Yes, I believe in what you have said in this poem..Once someone like us that can write about such things, loses that ultimate love, we do go into fairytale mode, but we write it so well...Nice poem Belle. You are wonderful.
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
Your thoughts weave a tale of sorts and yet we are the weavers of those poems and expressions that carry love along the waves of displays...a very nice work La Belle...
Not always "romantic deceivers", sometimes "romantic deceivers... of ourselves", not always "in love", sometimes "in love with"... fantasy, sometimes not "in love"... with ourselves, always weavers, always poets, always men and women, sometimes we love deeply and truly and irremediably, which sometimes makes us suffer like the damned, and yet, sometimes, makes us blissful and whole like those in heaven... a heaven like only poets can imagine and write and bring alive, even it bleeds and burns like hell. No one loves like a poet... when a poet loves! (And only poets can tell the subtle differences... so, non-poets, beware!)
Brilliant; like only a Poet who knows can feel and write and bring alive!
{{{{{{{{hugs}}}}}}}}}
Alexandra*
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Newfie hugs, Rose
But, as a poet, I wanted to believe, oh! how I wanted to believe it!
Georg
again this...one of my favorites...
John
(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D
This much I think I do know...love is its own feedback. -gene.
It doesn't matter what everyone else think either when it comes to true love, for if it's true your hearts will know it.
Sandie May Angel :o)
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"
enjoyed...
art Sun...
Love is love is love.
New love is so grand, then,
Heartbreak becomes part of the circle of life.
Walt
These lines are sad, in a way - especially,
"poets must yet believe in love
or there is nothing left
to believe in ...."
To not love is not to have been loved at all. :( Well done.
(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Brilliant; like only a Poet who knows can feel and write and bring alive!
{{{{{{{{hugs}}}}}}}}}
Alexandra*