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

Reviewed on August 19, 2009

Such a lovely write. soft and beautiful

Reviewed on August 19, 2009

HEAVENLY BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!!!!!! MOST TALENTED WORDS!!!!!!!!!!!!! YOUR TALENT IS ENDLESS!!!!!!!!!!!!! THIS POEM WILL LIVE IN THIS WORLD FOREVER, LIKE OMAR HAYYAM'S POEMS!!!!!!!!!!!! Liana Margiva

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on August 18, 2009

Oh La Belle what memories you possess within your heart and soul...

Be always safe,
Karen

Reviewed by Poetess of The Soul Sheila G

Reviewed on August 18, 2009

Such beauty and style written in this well-crafted poem Belle!
I see the soft warmth of those green jade eyes,that you speak/write of!
A yearning poem felt in the pit of the heart!

WRITE ON!
Blessings, Peace and Hugs, Purple_Passions_Pulsing, SHEExooo

Reviewed by Dallas D'Angelo-Gary

Reviewed on August 18, 2009

A bittersweet and poignant write, La Belle. One can feel the longing with a tinge of regret, and the resignation. Well done.

Reviewed by Walt Hardester

Reviewed on August 18, 2009

Elequent as always.

~W~

Reviewed by Ankin Timourian

Reviewed on August 17, 2009

I am really touched� combination of sad music and words spoken from the heart is genuine. I guess we all relate to the feeling � one time or another. Beautiful poem!!
Love, Ankin
Inspired by Fountain of Trevi

Reviewed by Lori Moore

Reviewed on August 17, 2009

A triumphant write.

Reviewed by Robert Jude(Ace) Forese

Reviewed on August 17, 2009

the emotion and passion of lost jade eyes is deep and unsettling yet you write it exquisitely ...

Reviewed by John Flanagan

Reviewed on August 17, 2009

LaBelle,
Sad, yes, but the beauties of your thought and expression cheer me and make this poem a true one. Yes!

John

ps: the photograph reminds me of 'The Dead Man' an island off Dingle, Kerry, in the south-west of Ireland

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on August 17, 2009

It is often when long time has passed that we forget the sadness, the anger, the urge for revenge and even the hatred, instead we recall some of the good things we shared or enjoyed...even if it is just a memory of someones eyes.

fee

Reviewed by Dark Knight (Reader)

Reviewed on August 17, 2009

love the words and picture-I guess for me I am not a big fan of music
with poems but you who know me very well already knew that

Reviewed by Carole Mathys

Reviewed on August 17, 2009

The eyes in an old photgraph reflect the memories that were, and sadly are no more...beautiful writing

Carole~

Reviewed by Southern Comfort

Reviewed on August 17, 2009

You shine with inward and outward beauty. My sweet Sissy, with a heart of pure gold! Your words touched my heart and made me cry! LOVE Sissy

Reviewed by Don Juan Amante

Reviewed on August 17, 2009

sad how the memory of eyes can bring tears

Reviewed by D Johnson

Reviewed on August 17, 2009

Belle, a lovely song of time long ago. Great picture too.

Cheers,
Dan

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on August 17, 2009

Powerfully penned sadness and longing in these lines, La Belle - well done.

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on August 17, 2009

Sad but so beautifully written and illustrated; well done, Belle! BRAVA!

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

Reviewed by Kate Clifford

Reviewed on August 17, 2009

So very sad but beautifully written.

Reviewed by Ray { The Great Canadian Buzzard }

Reviewed on August 17, 2009

Sad but wonderfully written as always
The guy who wrote
" it's better to have loved and lost than to never have love at all "
This person in my opinion, was in denial :)
Hope you have a wonderful day
The Buzzard

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on August 17, 2009

How I wish that some jade eyes could warm my soul on a cold winter day!

Georg

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on August 17, 2009

... the eyes hold all the power, all the memory, all the future somehow: everything connects, comes together or dies away in the eyes, not in just their depth and colour but their brilliance or dullness. I can relate so very heartily to this one, Darlin. Give me everything but weariness in the way your other looks at you... All eyes can be rainbow if they are alive and functioning through all mood spectrums in a healthy way... So much food for thought in this one, Belle. xx

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on August 17, 2009

Touching write, La belle.

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on August 17, 2009

To find love within jade eyes and to see those same eyes turn into a raging thunderstorm which cannot be harnessed will confound and hurt for a long time, maybe forever. The saying, "There's a thin line between love and hate," has never been expressed so eloquently as is done here. Maybe hate is too strong a word, but at lead deep, deep resentment.