Where does love go to die? (poem) by Lori L Moore on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on June 23, 2004

Extremely sad and stark reminder that all that glitters is not gold .
Still we must not allow ourselves to carry a Candle for a wholly unworthy and dishonourable liar

Peter paton

Reviewed by Kate Clifford (Reader)

Reviewed on May 20, 2003

Love can't die but other emotions can. Good write.

Reviewed by Paul Berube

Reviewed on March 1, 2003

Lori, Memories of lost loves are always sad but we do move on and so does life. Be strong.

Reviewed by Lynn Barry

Reviewed on February 23, 2003

Never thought about it...thanks for bringing this to my attention in a well written verse..

Reviewed by Birdie Houston (Reader)

Reviewed on February 9, 2003

Good question I'm still wondering myself

Excellent write

Reviewed by Leysa Lowery

Reviewed on January 15, 2003

I agree that love doesn't die -- some just never learn the value of love. It's a sadly, beautiful poem.

Reviewed by jude forese

Reviewed on January 14, 2003

it never dies, just gets buried in our sorrow... great write!

Reviewed by Mari Laureano (Reader)

Reviewed on January 14, 2003

sorrowful moments expertly caught and woven by your lyrics...**Mari**

Reviewed by Tami Krueger

Reviewed on January 12, 2003

Excellent images, very creative. Great question.

Tami

Reviewed by coni lea harris (Reader)

Reviewed on January 10, 2003

that was a cool write, as well as a cool read, like the way your creative way put * touch to it,,,and it is a questioj to ponder,,

Reviewed by coni lea harris (Reader)

Reviewed on January 9, 2003

I really liked your style of writing on this. So real...and straight from the heart.
Looking foreward to more.
Sterline

Reviewed by Peter Addo

Reviewed on January 8, 2003

Powerful words......

Reviewed by Anwer Sher (Reader)

Reviewed on January 8, 2003

Lori.. your words have such a special meaning and so touching as always...

Reviewed by James David Compton (Reader)

Reviewed on January 8, 2003

Boy, I see you're developing quite the following. Keep up the good work!
-James

Reviewed by Elizabeth Smith

Reviewed on January 8, 2003

The Bible says that two shall cleave together and become one. When the one splits it leaves splinters, fragments of the missing part. That's how love is. The love will always be alive in you just as Christ is. Afterall....God is love. God bless! BEAUTIFUL writing!

Love,
Beth

Reviewed by John Valentino (Reader)

Reviewed on December 31, 2002

In the graveyard with all the broken hearts I imagine.

Your poetry is so meaningful~

John

Reviewed by Marilyn Seray

Reviewed on December 30, 2002

Love might be dormant, but it's always there, waiting to be released. Never dead. it's the mind that thinks it's dead.

Reviewed by Erin Kelly-Moen

Reviewed on December 29, 2002

I think it goes from our hearts into our heads, Lori, a tender area that we touch from time to time, to feel that particular "Love" again, though it is done with pain and sadness. And I think that it actually grows, or changes, into a piece of the person's soul-life, making us more than before...anyway, thinking aside, you've certainly given the reader a nuance of human life many of us would prefer to brush aside, or linger to long upon.

Wonderful New Year to you and yours, Lori!

Erin
:)

Reviewed by Sandie May Joyce (Sandie Angel)

Reviewed on December 29, 2002

Lori:

Even though you've said some html are missing from the design of this poem because it wasn't allowed here. I find this poem most intriquing. Your final line - "Where does love go to die" - says a million heartbreaks and is most touching and heartfelt. Hope this is only a poem and not real. Take care!

Happy New Year!!!!!

~ Sandie and Buddy ~

Reviewed by Ronald Hull

Reviewed on December 29, 2002

It digs a hole in your heart before it does, wherever it goes.

Reviewed by Russ Okamura (Reader)

Reviewed on December 29, 2002

STILL, this is very magnificent ARTistry from a truly GIFTED ARTIST, with A BRAVE and TRUE HEART! You have an AWESOME WAY with your WORDS!

As LOVE GROWS, where MY ROSE-Mary goes, and NOBODY KNOWS, like mE!

HOW many ROADS WILL a man WALK UPON, before, they CALL HIM a MAN?
The ANSWERS MY FRIEND is BLOWING in the WIND!
The ANSWERS are BLOWING in the WIND!

MOORE than the GREATEST LOVE the WORLD has KNOWN
This IS the LOVE I give to YOU, ALONE!
MOORE than MY HEART IS breaking.
MOORE than my situation, MOORE than you�ll EVER dream of WAKING, SLEEPING, LAUGHING, HEALING!

You are MUCH MOORE than A LOT of other AUTHORS, show THEMSELVES to TRUEly BE!

I HATE FALSEHOODS, But I LOVE YOUR POETIC WORDS!
KEEP writing, you and poetry fits HAND in GLOVE!

Reviewed by Angela Velez (Reader)

Reviewed on December 29, 2002

a question i never thought about
i shall never forget this
you a brought my mind to a new level
thanku...happy new year

Reviewed by Amber Lynn (Reader)

Reviewed on December 29, 2002

Amazing imagery that I am now experincing. looking forward to reading more.

Reviewed by John Hutchinson

Reviewed on December 29, 2002

How did that song go "The dream never dies-just the dreamer"?

Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader)

Reviewed on December 29, 2002

Lori I felt the sadness here. So touching, well done, Yes I wish it were easier to post poems that need html effects too....great job on this one. Floria

Reviewed by Ed Lupinacci (Reader)

Reviewed on December 28, 2002

Exceptional as always you write with so much depth of meaning

Reviewed by La Belle Rouge (Reader)

Reviewed on December 28, 2002

This is so poignant, nothing could take away from it, Lori.

Reviewed by Patricia Boudreau (Reader)

Reviewed on December 28, 2002

Does a broken heart ever truly heal ?? Does love die, or perhaps just "tarnish" ?? I liked the way you did this one...

Reviewed by Dee C.

Reviewed on December 27, 2002

Lori...what a tearful write. As you can see...all of us have had some experience with a dying love...but it doesn't mean that new seeds can't be planted again to bloom and flourish. Excellent write!
~ Dee

Reviewed by L M (Reader)

Reviewed on December 27, 2002

Excellent!

Reviewed by richard poor

Reviewed on December 27, 2002

that love just fades....the next will be greater....as is this write.

Reviewed by Maria Lupinacci

Reviewed on December 27, 2002

Lori,
What can I say that everyone else has not? This is a very creative, dark poem, I like it a lot!

"the RinG, now burried in a landfill....
the plans, now Divorced from tomorrow....
The ProMiseS, now dead in my... what can be said...
Where does love go to Die...."

I always enjoy your work!

Hugs,
Maria

Reviewed by Janet Caldwell

Reviewed on December 27, 2002

Hi Lori,
This is a very creative poem, the form is superb.

Love, Janet xoxoxoxo

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on December 27, 2002

love to die in the next love to come....
On it's own.....till then its in the heart that still cannot...... let go....forever

Reviewed by Kevin Whitworth

Reviewed on December 27, 2002

Yes. a heart is more fragile than gold . . . but it's so much more beautiful � Especially in love.

Reviewed by Nicole Davis Vergara (Reader)

Reviewed on December 27, 2002

Very nice and creatively done Lori! ;O) Alas, love is like life..."never certain and filled with its times of pain, heartache and strife!"
Gods and Goddesses Bless
Nikki

Reviewed by Sanil nath (Reader)

Reviewed on December 27, 2002

Where Does Love Go To Die ?
Hey Lori L Moore ... All People in this world say we are living in modern world. Modernisation has conquered everyones life ... It conquered everywhere that everyone want faster life and all look for faster and still faster life ... No one can complaint Love ... Bcoz Modernisation is conquring Love tooo... It should also move fast ... Ha ha ha ... There will be a day to come ... where Love and season will have no difference .... Love will be more Like Season ...

"Love will Change from one person to another in months and so Like season."

With Regards
~Sanil

Reviewed by Ted Sheridan (Reader)

Reviewed on December 27, 2002

love is buried in the soul, the heart keeps trying to jump start it.

Reviewed by Drkman (Reader)

Reviewed on December 27, 2002

Lori
Love is but a shadow once exposed to the harsh light of reality it simply disappears.
Excellent heartfelt write.
Drkman

Reviewed by Marc(Marciano) Phoenix(Weber)

Reviewed on December 27, 2002

Very creative! Keep up the good work!

Marc Phoenix

Reviewed by Dens Dreamweaver (Reader)

Reviewed on December 26, 2002

{{{ Lori!! }}} I have missed reading your works... It is sooo good to see you posting. I hope the holidays were good to you.. and that 2003 will be a year of many blessings for you and yours.. You deserve them!

Love
Melanie

Reviewed by Connie Hinnen Cook (Reader)

Reviewed on December 26, 2002

"vacant words of promise"...Eileen said it well...exquisite, so elegantly exquisite!

Reviewed by Theresa Koch

Reviewed on December 26, 2002

I loved this writng and structure...

Reviewed by g g (Reader)

Reviewed on December 26, 2002

Beautifully written Lori I feel the emotion in this poem(:

Reviewed by Kay P Devenish

Reviewed on December 26, 2002

So beautiful and sad....have a happy safe new year please Lori.

Reviewed by Brittany Ren�e

Reviewed on December 26, 2002

Alex put it beautifully. "Love never dies. It's just the hearts that grow cold." I couldn't have said it better. Love lives forever in your heart, it never dies because it's something you can't physcially take away. It's not a choice, but it is the winner in all battles it fights.

Happy New Year!!
*-Brittany-*

Great Poem Lori. This was soo good. Emotional and quite sigh worthy ;)

Reviewed by john zimmerman

Reviewed on December 26, 2002

good write -- suits my mood just now --
i dont thinkk that love ever dies and that is the problem (for me just now)

your poem looks fine as well as reading well although formatting ~is~ a problem ---

again good write ---

john +

Reviewed by Alexander Shaumyan (Reader)

Reviewed on December 26, 2002

Love never dies. It's just the hearts that grow cold. :) Love your new site. Love, Alex

Reviewed by E T Waldron

Reviewed on December 26, 2002

Lori, nothing can take away from the beauty of your poetry...this is exquisite!

Reviewed by na na (Reader)

Reviewed on December 26, 2002

Lori, love alwys dies inside your heart. And it dies a very painful, slow, agonizing death. But its rebirth is also inside the heart. And it blooms quickly and makes the world a bright and cheerful place. Death and birth is always the same place.
(((hugs)))) Bill Murray