Comments received on poems by nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)
BLACK IRON
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Norman, what one heck of a poignant poem. You make this room feel almost painfully alive, bearing silent witness as an aging man faces grief, isolation, and the terrible question of whether he still wishes to remain. Deeply moving, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
July 26th, 2026 18:13
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Norman, what one heck of a poignant poem. You make this room feel almost painfully alive, bearing silent witness as an aging man faces grief, isolation, and the terrible question of whether he still wishes to remain. Deeply moving, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
July 26th, 2026 18:13
BLACK IRON
Friendship said:
Well written. The poet reflects on the coldness of their environment, both physically and emotionally, suggesting a deep sense of isolation and despair.
July 26th, 2026 12:08
Friendship said:
Well written. The poet reflects on the coldness of their environment, both physically and emotionally, suggesting a deep sense of isolation and despair.
July 26th, 2026 12:08
BLACK IRON
orchidee said:
Good write N. Is this about someone becoming lonely at that bus stop? How long is the queue? lol.
July 26th, 2026 11:52
orchidee said:
Good write N. Is this about someone becoming lonely at that bus stop? How long is the queue? lol.
July 26th, 2026 11:52
BLACK IRON
Thomas W Case said:
He begs the dead hearth like it might still answer, hands clutching rust and memory while the room exhales nothing back. The loneliness here isn’t loud—it’s the kind that settles in the bones and waits, patient as ash, for the last bit of warmth to forget his name.
July 26th, 2026 08:14
Thomas W Case said:
He begs the dead hearth like it might still answer, hands clutching rust and memory while the room exhales nothing back. The loneliness here isn’t loud—it’s the kind that settles in the bones and waits, patient as ash, for the last bit of warmth to forget his name.
July 26th, 2026 08:14
BLACK IRON
arqios said:
A slow extinguishing, the quiet room, the failing body, and the fire losing its last warmth and light all bound together. Most moving truth of life. 🙏🕊️
July 26th, 2026 07:28
arqios said:
A slow extinguishing, the quiet room, the failing body, and the fire losing its last warmth and light all bound together. Most moving truth of life. 🙏🕊️
July 26th, 2026 07:28
BLACK IRON
sorenbarrett said:
What a wonderful metaphor. I remember well at my grandfather\'s house the fireplace and the cast-iron poker, coal shuttle and iron coal stove in the kitchen.
\" Without a kiss
Its cold indifference
Empathy aloof
As smoke which left
Via chimneys shute.\"
These lines hit me hardest. How true and graphic. Nicely done my friend
July 26th, 2026 03:45
sorenbarrett said:
What a wonderful metaphor. I remember well at my grandfather\'s house the fireplace and the cast-iron poker, coal shuttle and iron coal stove in the kitchen.
\" Without a kiss
Its cold indifference
Empathy aloof
As smoke which left
Via chimneys shute.\"
These lines hit me hardest. How true and graphic. Nicely done my friend
July 26th, 2026 03:45
ALL DOORS CLOSED
Paul Bell said:
Tough one.
Losing a child must be the greatest test of faith.
Glad I\'m not religious.
July 25th, 2026 10:15
Paul Bell said:
Tough one.
Losing a child must be the greatest test of faith.
Glad I\'m not religious.
July 25th, 2026 10:15
THE MISTS OF MAAM
orchidee said:
A fine write N. How are the buses in Ireland? lol.
Oh no, a bus service is soon to be withdrawn near our area. No difference? It never arrived anyway? lol.
July 25th, 2026 09:57
orchidee said:
A fine write N. How are the buses in Ireland? lol.
Oh no, a bus service is soon to be withdrawn near our area. No difference? It never arrived anyway? lol.
July 25th, 2026 09:57
THE MISTS OF MAAM
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Norman, this is absolutely beautiful...peaceful, atmospheric, and filled with love for the Irish landscape. Wonderful poem, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
July 25th, 2026 09:19
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Norman, this is absolutely beautiful...peaceful, atmospheric, and filled with love for the Irish landscape. Wonderful poem, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
July 25th, 2026 09:19
THE MISTS OF MAAM
arqios said:
Now that is surely to be added to the places to visit bucket list. 🕊️🙏
July 25th, 2026 07:47
arqios said:
Now that is surely to be added to the places to visit bucket list. 🕊️🙏
July 25th, 2026 07:47
THE MISTS OF MAAM
sorenbarrett said:
How beautiful, natural nature is and how though it changes it remains unlike some relationships that come and go and are as ethereal as a mist. Well written my friend with most beautiful imagery
July 25th, 2026 04:29
sorenbarrett said:
How beautiful, natural nature is and how though it changes it remains unlike some relationships that come and go and are as ethereal as a mist. Well written my friend with most beautiful imagery
July 25th, 2026 04:29
A DOZEN RED
Goldfinch60 said:
Wonderful words of love for somebody who has p[assed away Norman. may all be well.
Andy
July 25th, 2026 01:48
Goldfinch60 said:
Wonderful words of love for somebody who has p[assed away Norman. may all be well.
Andy
July 25th, 2026 01:48
A DOZEN RED
Tristan Robert Lange said:
What a beautifully painful poem, Norman! Its restraint and emotional honesty honor the complicated reality of grieving someone with whom much remained unresolved. I have known that mixture myself...and you capture its lingering ache with tremendous sensitivity. Powerful work, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
July 24th, 2026 09:30
Tristan Robert Lange said:
What a beautifully painful poem, Norman! Its restraint and emotional honesty honor the complicated reality of grieving someone with whom much remained unresolved. I have known that mixture myself...and you capture its lingering ache with tremendous sensitivity. Powerful work, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
July 24th, 2026 09:30
A DOZEN RED
arqios said:
One day it will be our turn to receive such respects. In a way we can envy Tom Sawyer at his own funeral for obvious reasons 🙏🏻🕊️
July 24th, 2026 06:14
arqios said:
One day it will be our turn to receive such respects. In a way we can envy Tom Sawyer at his own funeral for obvious reasons 🙏🏻🕊️
July 24th, 2026 06:14
A DOZEN RED
sorenbarrett said:
There is sadness and mourning in this write that is filled with memories and nostalgia as well. It has a dark mood well written Norman
July 24th, 2026 04:19
sorenbarrett said:
There is sadness and mourning in this write that is filled with memories and nostalgia as well. It has a dark mood well written Norman
July 24th, 2026 04:19
SEVEN YEARS
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Wow, Norman! This is such a tender and heartbreaking portrait of bereavement. Life continues its ordinary rhythm while the bereaved remain surrounded by reminders of someone who departed far too quickly. Quietly devastating, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
July 23rd, 2026 08:30
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Wow, Norman! This is such a tender and heartbreaking portrait of bereavement. Life continues its ordinary rhythm while the bereaved remain surrounded by reminders of someone who departed far too quickly. Quietly devastating, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
July 23rd, 2026 08:30
A VOICE FROM THE PAST
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Norman, this is one heck of a poem. Tenderness and raw desire collide beautifully here...proof that time may alter the body, but it cannot erase what the body remembers. Wonderful write, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
July 23rd, 2026 08:05
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Norman, this is one heck of a poem. Tenderness and raw desire collide beautifully here...proof that time may alter the body, but it cannot erase what the body remembers. Wonderful write, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
July 23rd, 2026 08:05
SEVEN YEARS
sorenbarrett said:
Norman you have outdone yourself on this one setting the mood with a beautiful haunting setting, careful use of metaphor and a good rhyme have created a haunting mood. I particularly love the rhyme flow and symbolism of the following part:
\"The dripping tap
Keeps steady pace
The chair back keeps
Perfumed lace in place\"
The ending as well is a haunting line.
\"A quiet room
That contemplates
The watching moon
Its rays to touch
The wooden floor
Where your footsteps
Walked before.\"
A fave my friend
July 23rd, 2026 04:02
sorenbarrett said:
Norman you have outdone yourself on this one setting the mood with a beautiful haunting setting, careful use of metaphor and a good rhyme have created a haunting mood. I particularly love the rhyme flow and symbolism of the following part:
\"The dripping tap
Keeps steady pace
The chair back keeps
Perfumed lace in place\"
The ending as well is a haunting line.
\"A quiet room
That contemplates
The watching moon
Its rays to touch
The wooden floor
Where your footsteps
Walked before.\"
A fave my friend
July 23rd, 2026 04:02
A VOICE FROM THE PAST
Lorenz said:
Always such elegance in your choice of words !
July 22nd, 2026 08:56
Lorenz said:
Always such elegance in your choice of words !
July 22nd, 2026 08:56
A VOICE FROM THE PAST
sorenbarrett said:
A relationship marked by sexual encounter it is sensual and engaging. Nicely written
July 22nd, 2026 04:36
sorenbarrett said:
A relationship marked by sexual encounter it is sensual and engaging. Nicely written
July 22nd, 2026 04:36
A BATTERED VERSE
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Wow, Norman, this is one deeply haunting poem. The winter landscape becomes almost unbearably human…cold, tearful, and abandoned beneath a sky that witnesses everything but intervenes in nothing. Brilliantly devastating work, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
July 21st, 2026 19:53
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Wow, Norman, this is one deeply haunting poem. The winter landscape becomes almost unbearably human…cold, tearful, and abandoned beneath a sky that witnesses everything but intervenes in nothing. Brilliantly devastating work, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
July 21st, 2026 19:53
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