Mournful Dove In A Winter Storm (poem) by La Belle Rouge Poetess Of The Heart on AuthorsDen

Reviewed by D. Vegas (Reader)

Reviewed on March 9, 2015

"coo, coo, coo, Missus, I am sister to you," mourning like the dove waiting for springtime.

Always,

Deborah

Reviewed by Jms Bell

Reviewed on March 8, 2015

IT MATTERS NOT THE SPECIES...LONELINESS COUPLED WITH COLD CAN BE...MOURNFUL. THANKS FOR SHARING, LABELLE. LOVE, BLESSINGS AND FAITH...JOYCE * HIS INSPIRATIONS

Reviewed by Isabella Koldras

Reviewed on March 7, 2015

La Belle, your gentle poem's words...in a literal sense...coincide with the Northern Hemisphere's cold-rainy-winter day...and a white dove...the promise of hope..elicits a light of brighter days ahead...coming with a Spring....but...it seems to me...is used here as a metaphor for a "mournful time"...and appearance of...a soul's return to celestial realm...somebody close to you..."Missus I'm sister to you"...
Heavenly visitation...indeed....
God Blessings!

Reviewed by Mary Ann Biddinger

Reviewed on March 7, 2015

~Lady La Belle~
Snowflakes blend the coo, coo, coo. Mournful Ms. Dove
is calling to Spring. Lovely penned of white plumbs ever
so softly the scene unfolds.

Lady Mary Ann

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on March 7, 2015

Certainly a soul-stirring write, Belle; most apt and timely where it is cold and still snowy. Here, the daffodils are blooming and many trees as well. No winter for two years now; not "normal." Thank you for sharing. Love and best wishes to you,

Regis

Reviewed by Michael Schafer

Reviewed on March 7, 2015

As the weather warms,
Spring is about to start
Coo, Coo, Coo.
This melancholy poem,
Warms the coldest heart.

Michael D.

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on March 7, 2015

It's so easy to identify with that mournful cry. And white as snow doves are precious reminders of nature's beauty like red cardinals in white snow.

This one bleeds of loneliness, but teardrops will end with the arrival of spring and his homecoming.

Ron

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton

Reviewed on March 7, 2015

I think about all the animals, birds, etc. who are left to make their way as best they can during these horrible winters we have been having for the last few winters.

Reviewed by Jon Willey

Reviewed on March 7, 2015

Humanity imitating nature, beautiful and melancholy. Spectacular is the fury and color of winter's grip upon the landscape and the human psyche. The winter brings many challenges in many forms to all. Sad and I can hear the forlorn cooing of the dove Belle. We are all kindred folk to the dove in winter. Beautifully crafted rendering. Jon Michael