Comments received on poems by nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)
ALCOHOLIC
Paul Bell said:
This sure has turned out to be a drinking rememberence day, and I bet we all knew someone who swayed that path.
Drink I suppose is a part of growing up, but I know many who didn\'t make it to the growing up part.
Kids today don\'t drink as much, and that\'s great, maybe being stuck on a computer is safer.
September 8th, 2026 13:12
Paul Bell said:
This sure has turned out to be a drinking rememberence day, and I bet we all knew someone who swayed that path.
Drink I suppose is a part of growing up, but I know many who didn\'t make it to the growing up part.
Kids today don\'t drink as much, and that\'s great, maybe being stuck on a computer is safer.
September 8th, 2026 13:12
ALCOHOLIC
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Powerful poem, Norman! This is a brutal portrait of addiction...not romanticized or condemned, just shown in all its slow destruction. Really well done, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
September 8th, 2026 08:47
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Powerful poem, Norman! This is a brutal portrait of addiction...not romanticized or condemned, just shown in all its slow destruction. Really well done, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
September 8th, 2026 08:47
ALCOHOLIC
orchidee said:
It\'s a serious subject but..... waiting so long at that bus stop has turned us to drink! lol.
September 8th, 2026 08:45
orchidee said:
It\'s a serious subject but..... waiting so long at that bus stop has turned us to drink! lol.
September 8th, 2026 08:45
ALCOHOLIC
Thomas W Case said:
There’s a damn bleak circularity here, with the drunkard’s staggered footsteps literally burning a pathway from one sober moment to the next bottle, turning addiction into a physical trail he can’t seem to escape. The strongest part is “a shaking hand / that buys a bottle / to eliminate / past pain,” because it strips away the romance of drinking and leaves us with the brutal truth of a man trying to medicate his history while slowly forgetting who he was.
September 8th, 2026 07:39
Thomas W Case said:
There’s a damn bleak circularity here, with the drunkard’s staggered footsteps literally burning a pathway from one sober moment to the next bottle, turning addiction into a physical trail he can’t seem to escape. The strongest part is “a shaking hand / that buys a bottle / to eliminate / past pain,” because it strips away the romance of drinking and leaves us with the brutal truth of a man trying to medicate his history while slowly forgetting who he was.
September 8th, 2026 07:39
ALCOHOLIC
arqios said:
It\'s the forgetting and being forgotten that gets to you the most. Moving poem. 👍🏻🕊️
September 8th, 2026 07:28
arqios said:
It\'s the forgetting and being forgotten that gets to you the most. Moving poem. 👍🏻🕊️
September 8th, 2026 07:28
ALCOHOLIC
sorenbarrett said:
Is it the liquid or the numbing that calls. A wonderful description in this write of alcohol\'s effects upon those that are called to it. Nicely written Norman.
September 8th, 2026 04:00
sorenbarrett said:
Is it the liquid or the numbing that calls. A wonderful description in this write of alcohol\'s effects upon those that are called to it. Nicely written Norman.
September 8th, 2026 04:00
ALCOHOLIC
Lorenz said:
\'\' Alcohol may be man\'s worst enemy but the bible says love your enemy \'\' ( Franck Sinatra)
September 8th, 2026 03:32
Lorenz said:
\'\' Alcohol may be man\'s worst enemy but the bible says love your enemy \'\' ( Franck Sinatra)
September 8th, 2026 03:32
ARCHWAY OF ROSES
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Norman, this is beautiful. There’s such peace in the way the day closes here...soft, reflective, and almost sacred in its stillness. Wonderful write, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
September 7th, 2026 13:51
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Norman, this is beautiful. There’s such peace in the way the day closes here...soft, reflective, and almost sacred in its stillness. Wonderful write, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
September 7th, 2026 13:51
OLD MEN
cully45 said:
Sad statement of life but so true. Well put together. Regards Owen
September 7th, 2026 10:42
cully45 said:
Sad statement of life but so true. Well put together. Regards Owen
September 7th, 2026 10:42
ARCHWAY OF ROSES
orchidee said:
Good write N. Does the no 7 bus go through any archways of roses? Or dunno - it\'s never turned up yet! lol.
September 7th, 2026 09:11
orchidee said:
Good write N. Does the no 7 bus go through any archways of roses? Or dunno - it\'s never turned up yet! lol.
September 7th, 2026 09:11
ARCHWAY OF ROSES
arqios said:
Beauty can be the gateway or threshold of the moment of departure while twilight softens grief. The night them wraps the world in an embrace of acceptance. All in all keeping our dignity. z👍🏻🕊️
September 7th, 2026 05:00
arqios said:
Beauty can be the gateway or threshold of the moment of departure while twilight softens grief. The night them wraps the world in an embrace of acceptance. All in all keeping our dignity. z👍🏻🕊️
September 7th, 2026 05:00
ARCHWAY OF ROSES
sorenbarrett said:
Most picturesque and lovely, this poem is also metaphoric and for me depicts the ending that could be of life itself or of loss. Nicely done my friend.
September 7th, 2026 04:07
sorenbarrett said:
Most picturesque and lovely, this poem is also metaphoric and for me depicts the ending that could be of life itself or of loss. Nicely done my friend.
September 7th, 2026 04:07
PRECIOUS MEMORIES
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Norman, this really moved me. There’s such tenderness in facing death through love rather than fear…quiet, heartfelt, and deeply human. Beautiful write, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
September 6th, 2026 13:04
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Norman, this really moved me. There’s such tenderness in facing death through love rather than fear…quiet, heartfelt, and deeply human. Beautiful write, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
September 6th, 2026 13:04
PRECIOUS MEMORIES
Lorenz said:
We all have a precious sepia-toned memory within us...
September 6th, 2026 06:53
Lorenz said:
We all have a precious sepia-toned memory within us...
September 6th, 2026 06:53
PRECIOUS MEMORIES
sorenbarrett said:
A clever and catchy rhyme is delivered in this poetic report of holding onto love through life and into death. Nicely done my friend
September 6th, 2026 04:41
sorenbarrett said:
A clever and catchy rhyme is delivered in this poetic report of holding onto love through life and into death. Nicely done my friend
September 6th, 2026 04:41
PRECIOUS MEMORIES
orchidee said:
Good write N. And now - Precious memories too, of when buses would pass by, and even stop at bus stops. Must have been a long time ago - about 200 years?! lol.
September 6th, 2026 03:13
orchidee said:
Good write N. And now - Precious memories too, of when buses would pass by, and even stop at bus stops. Must have been a long time ago - about 200 years?! lol.
September 6th, 2026 03:13
BABYN YAR
Goldfinch60 said:
Fine words Norman, we need t show our grandchildren that life can be wonderful.
Andy
September 6th, 2026 01:57
Goldfinch60 said:
Fine words Norman, we need t show our grandchildren that life can be wonderful.
Andy
September 6th, 2026 01:57
BABYN YAR
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Norman, what a devastating piece. The history is enormous, but you bring it into one intimate moment between a grandfather and child…love trying to shelter innocence even when nothing else can. That final lullaby absolutely breaks the heart. Powerful work, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
September 5th, 2026 20:15
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Norman, what a devastating piece. The history is enormous, but you bring it into one intimate moment between a grandfather and child…love trying to shelter innocence even when nothing else can. That final lullaby absolutely breaks the heart. Powerful work, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
September 5th, 2026 20:15
HALFWAY HOUSE
Tristan Robert Lange said:
What a haunting piece, Norman. The whole room feels saturated with lives that have passed through it…old songs, fading memories, empty chairs, and that quiet heaviness left behind when the night is over. One heck of a poem, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
September 5th, 2026 19:44
Tristan Robert Lange said:
What a haunting piece, Norman. The whole room feels saturated with lives that have passed through it…old songs, fading memories, empty chairs, and that quiet heaviness left behind when the night is over. One heck of a poem, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
September 5th, 2026 19:44
BABYN YAR
orchidee said:
A fine write N. Can this madness be stopped too? - people waiting at bus stop for non-existent No 7 bus? lol.
September 5th, 2026 04:50
orchidee said:
A fine write N. Can this madness be stopped too? - people waiting at bus stop for non-existent No 7 bus? lol.
September 5th, 2026 04:50
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