Faded Rose (poem) by Linda M Hill on AuthorsDen

Reviewed on March 12, 2004

...The beauty of the rose should never be allowed to be undermined or hidden by the jealous, close-guarding briars that ever brood close by. Let her glory shine for the benefit of those who can appreciate her true value: Let Cinderella head the voice of the Prince, and not the Ugly Sisters, mindful of their own worthlessness! Don't allow your precious treasure to be wasted, valuable Rose! We are hungry for such beauty! KB

Reviewed by KJ McPhee

Reviewed on March 8, 2004

ah rose, if i was the dew I'd fall on you!

You're rose poem is sweetly delicate!

Reviewed by Simon Thurlow (Reader)

Reviewed on March 7, 2004

Beautiful Linda

Reviewed by Michael Morash (Reader)

Reviewed on March 6, 2004

Wow. You have an amazing way with words.

Bravo

Michael

Reviewed by Karen Lynn Vidra, The Texas Tornado

Reviewed on March 6, 2004

Beautiful and tender write, enjoyed much!

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

Reviewed by David Mohd

Reviewed on March 6, 2004

Oh Linda,every rose represt a moment of fragnence.And the memory would b there forever.U noce friend,b happy.
with love
David

Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader)

Reviewed on March 6, 2004

This is so tender and beautiful just like you linda...
So much alike yes and your compassion is always so loving...

Peg

Reviewed by John Bidwell

Reviewed on March 6, 2004

Your heart is ever blessing those around you with beauty and the fragrance of love.
May Spring bless you as you bless all of us, and may you see in the mirror the beautiful rose we all see.
Love,
John

Reviewed by J. Allen Wilson

Reviewed on March 6, 2004

Super write Linda, and I do have to agree with Jerry on this. Clip those thorns, and allow the beauty that is there to be held once again. Superb writing in every way.
*Time for a cup dont ya say*

Allen

Reviewed by Jerry Bolton (Reader)

Reviewed on March 6, 2004

Briars can be clipped, never to return. Clip them thar briars, Linda, me sweet! You'll see how the rose will again open its petals to the wonders of love.

Reviewed by Tinka Boukes

Reviewed on March 6, 2004

Heart touching poem Linda!!

I can relate to this feeling!!

Love Tinka

Reviewed by na na (Reader)

Reviewed on March 6, 2004

Linda, unlike the faded rose .... your heart and love and life can bloom again into a fresh adventure and journey though love. Is it ever to late to start over? Capture life with someone who offers it without reservation. Bill

Reviewed by Lori Moore

Reviewed on March 5, 2004

Great images.

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on March 5, 2004

Deeply symbolic and meaningful, Linda. Thank you for this offering. Love and peace. Regis

Reviewed by George Carroll

Reviewed on March 5, 2004

A metaphor on life. Well done

Reviewed by gaurishankar chemudupati

Reviewed on March 5, 2004

You are not a faded rose dear Linda! rose is beautiful, no doubt! But it has no heart! Your heart ever remains noble and loving!A rose one can hide, but a rose with loving mind is like sun that none can hide! Lovely write but the comparison pains me!

Reviewed by - - - - - TRASK

Reviewed on March 5, 2004

Excellent_

I Rose Pedal Has More Life In It Than All Rocks/Mass In Entire Universe!

Your Friend, TRASK

Reviewed by Debashish Haar (Reader)

Reviewed on March 5, 2004

Heart touching write! Some more pls...