Another Side Of Me (poem) by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by Elizabeth Price

Reviewed on March 2, 2008

So sad. So true. So, so tender. Excellent. Liz

Reviewed by Kathy Armijo

Reviewed on March 2, 2008

So much truth in this. Incredible!!

God bless you. Kathy

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on February 26, 2008

no doubt, a side worth knowing and a poem that grows on one's heart ...

Reviewed by Dark Knight (Reader)

Reviewed on February 26, 2008

his loss Ms la Belle--perhaps you need call a Dark Knight on his cell phone sometime? :-) lovely poem

Reviewed by Georg Mateos

Reviewed on February 26, 2008

As I see it...he will never go beyond that, and you will be a starving twins. Love doesn't compromise.
Yes, it is another side, covered by a see through veil.

Georg

Reviewed by Karen Palumbo

Reviewed on February 25, 2008

Brilliantly sentimental, yet loving at the same time.....

Be always safe,
Karen

Reviewed by Taylor Ryan

Reviewed on February 25, 2008

So good to read you again dear Belle, and what a poem to return to. I feel as though I'm reading something so familiar, but in words I could only wish to piece together. This is one that I'll return to...hauntingly. Such a beautiful and gripping piece.
Love,
Taylor

Reviewed by Amber Moonstone

Reviewed on February 25, 2008

This is absolutely a remarkably stunning piece of poetry. Very wonderfully written and felt across all these miles.
Peace, love, and light,
Amber "Vivianna"

Reviewed by Susan de Vegter

Reviewed on February 25, 2008

This is absolutely beautifully sad. I think a love unconditioned is the hardest to ever deal with and , most likely, will never see healing.
love and blessings,
Susan

Reviewed by Regina Pounds

Reviewed on February 25, 2008

ma Belle, this poem comes straight from the heart of a wise and tender woman...and so it is with long distance affections.

hugs
Gina

Reviewed by ~ Holly Harbridge (Reader)

Reviewed on February 25, 2008

A love so profoundly perfect... and unconditional as this would do no other than hide thine own self....and give love, what a girl! love ya, holly

Reviewed by Jill Eisnaugle

Reviewed on February 25, 2008

Belle,
I think we all keep a side that we never allow our loved ones to see, sometimes by choice; others from necessity. Isn't it funny how we don't question why we never shared our "whole" selves, until it is, seemingly, too late, though? I must ask why we do this to ourselves and to others.
Thanks for allowing me to ponder this. The picture is gorgeous and the poem, while tinged by sadness, is nice, too.

Jill

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner

Reviewed on February 25, 2008

Beautiful slice of heaven on Earth - exquisitely penned.

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

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on February 25, 2008

Out of Greek mythology comes this passionate tale of love unrequited . . . Poems for caresses . . . Heartfelt and tender are moments shared twixt twilight and dawn of life's ebb and flow . . . I hear the sighs of hope-filled contentment . . .

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on February 25, 2008

This is stunning: music, verse, picture! BRAVA!!

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

Reviewed by John Leko

Reviewed on February 25, 2008

...how beautiful ones pens the memory...of sailing sides...and hidden by angels...a smile...remains in a world...where love comes full circle...not fallen...off the face of the earth.
so much beauty to be held in sadness penned here La Belle...
John