Ghost (poem) by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Goddess Love (Reader)

Reviewed on July 18, 2009

Quite an eloquent piece of poetry. Enjoyed.

Steve

Reviewed by OnepoetGem *the Poetic Rapper

Reviewed on July 13, 2009

no way your ghost is staying sweet lady poetess, intriquing piece Belle, haunt me, hehe, hugs

Reviewed by ~ H (Reader)

Reviewed on July 13, 2009

You're good. Wish I knew how to put music on my poetry it really adds to the poem. Excellent, love Holly

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on July 12, 2009

ghosts have a tendency to disappear and then return even in the most unexpected surroundings and transparent circumstances ...

sad yet powerful ...

Reviewed by Dallas D'Angelo-Gary

Reviewed on July 12, 2009

Ah, but the threads that keep a ghost around are stronger than wishes. She'll still be there, waiting for that one last dance....

Reviewed by Chantilly Lace (Reader)

Reviewed on July 12, 2009

Lovely writing sweet lady...Hugsss

Reviewed by John Flanagan

Reviewed on July 12, 2009

LaBelle,
Beautifully said. Is this a poem arising from personal loss, another's leaving? That's the impression it gave me.
John

Reviewed by Southern Comfort

Reviewed on July 12, 2009

My Beautiful Sissy! You are the ghost that haunts my mind and heart!
Love you always! Sissy

Reviewed by Lori Moore

Reviewed on July 12, 2009

A wonderful creation.

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on July 12, 2009

Very nice, La Belle.

Reviewed by Amber Moonstone

Reviewed on July 12, 2009

This poem captures the soul and whispers mystical words to this reader.
I feel energy that is trapped between two worlds, perhaps it is here now or the here after. Very well done, Belle, you never disappoint.
Much peace, love, and light,
Amber "V"

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on July 12, 2009

Excellent poem, and love the music; so soothing! Well penned/illustrated; brava!

(((HUGS))) and much love, your friend in Tx., Karen Lynn. :D

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on July 12, 2009

"...fading into the night..." like mist taking by a gentle breeze, mist that wanders through the forest trees and tombstones of an empty and forgoten churchyard...mist...transparent...unreal.

Georg

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on July 12, 2009

Very compelling, Belle; and quite "in sync" with the way I feel and what is happening around here. Thank you. Love and best wishes to you,

Regis

Reviewed by Ed Matlack

Reviewed on July 12, 2009

I love the music with this one, its haunting, kind of like the Ghost you wrote of...e

Reviewed by Sage Sweetwater

Reviewed on July 12, 2009

It appears by your few recent poems and your message to your AD trackers, that perhaps you've lost someone in crossing over, Belle...if so, my condolences...Ghost puts into perspective that living hell on this plane of life has cast this loving departed soul who lived it, into the afterlife, to rest in peace...be well.

Love,
Sage