When I Am Gone (poem) by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on September 7, 2007

Yes, I will shed a tear and smile over the words you have written that remain after you are gone. But don't go anywhere too soon, hear? I feel like I am at a wake and someone for got the tippin' bottle. My hanky is sure wet. Oh La Belle don't you go anywhere. I've just discovered you and your words. What a woman you are! Hugs. Liz

Reviewed by Lydia Shutter (Reader)

Reviewed on September 7, 2007

This is a hearbreaking write, La Belle. First of all, you will not be gone for many moons, for many walks down alphabet lane! Second of all, when the time comes, you will leave behind many who cared for you, who loved you, who needed you. Your words are your legacy, dear friend. They shall live on in perpetuity. This is a classic poem....and while it brought tears to my eyes, I loved it. Lydia

Reviewed by Gwendolyn Thomas Gath

Reviewed on September 6, 2007

SIMPLY LOVED THIS!!
LaBelle perhaps we could all feel this way~serenity.

Continued love and enlightenment to you,
~Gwendolyn

Reviewed by Dark Knight (Reader)

Reviewed on September 5, 2007

Beautiful

Reviewed by Michael Guy

Reviewed on September 5, 2007

Actually, I don't think that first stanza is true at all -- but you have your days I see. Still, I'm one of the few around here who actually "cherishes" books. This internet is so impersonal. Your a real poet for sure. Have a nice week.

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on September 5, 2007

Ma petit grande coeur:
When you are gone your poetry will roam inside the hearts of all those that read your unforgetable words.
And we will whisper to the wind to take our thoughts to you.
But what I am saying? you will never ever be gone!
Georg

Reviewed by John Leko

Reviewed on September 4, 2007

La Belle...this is beautiful write...not sad...because of its beauty in the word...a spirit does not leave in such beauty of this pen.
the best...
John

Reviewed by Rose Rideout

Reviewed on September 4, 2007

Le Belle I am sure many will share a smile as they look back of fond memories of you dear, for so many have enjoyed your words. Thank you for sharing.
Newfie Hugs, Rose

Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader)

Reviewed on September 4, 2007

Your poem is powerfully written & suggests that few actually care. I believe from what I've seen you've touched many people's lives... God Bless, Holly

Reviewed by Jennave Coz

Reviewed on September 4, 2007

I promise not to cry...And every smile you gave me comes back to you,
In rainbow colored drops of joy, Beautiful words do convey you...Endear you...Jen

Reviewed by Marcia Miller-Twiford

Reviewed on September 4, 2007

This is a profound write Belle and in its sadness it's hauntingly beautiful. While attending a memorial service for a very dear friend I overheard someone say, "Just think, in a week or two her family will be watching TV, baking cookies, and laughing again." Truer words were never spoken. Perhaps through our poetry some of us will be remembered. Then again, does it really matter?

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on September 4, 2007

A profound offering sis!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by Don Juan Amante

Reviewed on September 4, 2007

when we are gone, may our legacy live on!

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Reviewed on September 4, 2007

i'll leave a legacy of words
wrapped in love that lives on
when i am gone

Bittersweet, yet who knows how many will read any of our words, but only if we write them - they just may.

Reviewed by D Johnson

Reviewed on September 4, 2007

Belle, a heart-felt write, so well done, and I think many of us ask that same question.

I don't know about anyone else that regularly reads here at AD, but when writers use a light shade of type, it becomes difficult to read. Guess I'm losing my eyesight, but I do take much pleasure from your pen.

Thanks,
Dan

Reviewed by Amber Moonstone

Reviewed on September 4, 2007

Belle,
You aren't going anywhere for a very long time. I insist!
I can feel your passionate embrace of life here. Tis a good piece of writing for sure!
Peace, Love, and Light,
Amber "V"

Reviewed by Walt Hardester

Reviewed on September 4, 2007

Belle,

When we do depart this life, and we all will,the last memories of us as a person will also depart with our grandchildrens memories of us. But the words we write will endure, hopefully to inspire some future reader to know that a person/poet/writer can live on through their words, or deeds. And if by come chance, I can inspire one person, or make someone feel the love I have put into my poetry, then it may have well been worth all these soul wrenching words I have written....someday.

Walt

Reviewed by Susan Bailey

Reviewed on September 4, 2007

Beautiful work, Belle. Love the picture too.
Take care
Sue

Reviewed by Charles Keller

Reviewed on September 4, 2007

Poignant work, Belle. We poets are a rare breed. We bleed our souls into public awareness in hopes that our words will continue to live and touch future souls. Wonderfully written. Shakespeare had similar thoughts, I have no doubt. And his words live all these hundreds of years after he thought: "When I Am Gone?"

Reviewed by Dolly Arksey

Reviewed on September 4, 2007

The words took my breath away. These are thoughts some of us feel but are afraid to speak out loud. There is music to be found in these haunting and touching words. Beautiful.

Reviewed by Kate Burnside

Reviewed on September 4, 2007

Fabulous art to accompany the bittersweet tenderness of your words, Belle. Your sentiments make me think of the beauty of the last clinging petal of a full-blown rose, clinging by no more than the breath of a sigh, and of the opulence her colour and form has graced us with. Sultry and moody, this fits with the final rays of summer sunshine flooding my heart and mind today, preparing my soul for change. Think we can all relate to this one, Darlin. When the wind turns, so then do we perhaps also think about changes of direction. Classic poetry in your own inimitable voice. The one that of course will always linger in the halls and corridors of our hearts and minds. Lovely, Belle, thank you. Kate xx

Reviewed by Felix Perry

Reviewed on September 4, 2007

...and susch is the legacy of all writers, amateur or professional, good or bad, of any genre...we leave our words to mellow with age as a testament to our lifes...you would be sadly missed by your peers here at the den that is for sure.

Fee

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on September 4, 2007

>tears! <

Heartbreakingly emotion-filled write; I only hope you are okay; you are in my prayers, dear (((friend)))! God bless you!

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

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on September 4, 2007

*tears* You have penned your own epitaph -- not only your own, but every poet's as well -- with grace and dignity. Thank you. Absolutely beautiful.

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

Reviewed by Ted Bossis

Reviewed on September 4, 2007

You were always alive & never die - It's not my quote but agreed upon & so I gather as much from people like you as possible - To enhance & allow that transfer it's inevitably outcome * Blissful & Graceful a culmination of the beautiful - All goodness & Love ^Ted^

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on September 4, 2007

Very profound writing here La Belle. You touched my soul with this one and I can well relate to your words. Take care m'lady and God bless. Paul