Comments received on poems by aDarkerMind
Where Ends Eternity?
L. B. Mek said:
\'christened by the rose of melancholy Aphrodite;
confetti came with nettles in her hair,
in snare of love too dark to reminisce.\'
beautifully noir imagery, inked succinct
(serendipity delivers promises
gift wrapped in cacti thorns
to hug our destiny, prepare to bleed
and have our potholed hope leak
our fantastical grasp of serenity)
you always deliver such great imagery
I read and learn, wise Poet
September 22nd, 2023 03:18
L. B. Mek said:
\'christened by the rose of melancholy Aphrodite;
confetti came with nettles in her hair,
in snare of love too dark to reminisce.\'
beautifully noir imagery, inked succinct
(serendipity delivers promises
gift wrapped in cacti thorns
to hug our destiny, prepare to bleed
and have our potholed hope leak
our fantastical grasp of serenity)
you always deliver such great imagery
I read and learn, wise Poet
September 22nd, 2023 03:18
I Have Never Seen a Ghost So White
Teddy.15 said:
She always knew as she does now. Incredible I just had goosebumps for 30 seconds. What a stunning poetic vision of that special beauty always alive in your heart. Loss of such love could never ever be repaired. ❤️
September 21st, 2023 01:35
Teddy.15 said:
She always knew as she does now. Incredible I just had goosebumps for 30 seconds. What a stunning poetic vision of that special beauty always alive in your heart. Loss of such love could never ever be repaired. ❤️
September 21st, 2023 01:35
Charlie Six
Lorenz said:
I have plucked bunches of words from your text to imagine a haiku according to the rule !
My idle hands now twitching
time past
winds of autumn
September 19th, 2023 13:43
Lorenz said:
I have plucked bunches of words from your text to imagine a haiku according to the rule !
My idle hands now twitching
time past
winds of autumn
September 19th, 2023 13:43
Where Ends Eternity?
Teddy.15 said:
Troubadour a wonderful word and for some reason I\'m getting the message that if we wanted to we could live in peace with all this beauty and nature surrounding us. Anyway this is what I see and it\'s another blinder of uniqueness. Extraordinary really. 💖
September 18th, 2023 14:37
Teddy.15 said:
Troubadour a wonderful word and for some reason I\'m getting the message that if we wanted to we could live in peace with all this beauty and nature surrounding us. Anyway this is what I see and it\'s another blinder of uniqueness. Extraordinary really. 💖
September 18th, 2023 14:37
Only Women Die
L. B. Mek said:
Brilliant! dear Poet
these words echo why empathy
is a core principal of humaneness
and Truth..
(i know it\'s not my place
but could you consider
attaching the music video
\'These woman\'s work\' by Maxwell
on this page?
just a thought, just ignore it
if you think me rude for asking
or you don\'t like the song)
September 15th, 2023 05:06
L. B. Mek said:
Brilliant! dear Poet
these words echo why empathy
is a core principal of humaneness
and Truth..
(i know it\'s not my place
but could you consider
attaching the music video
\'These woman\'s work\' by Maxwell
on this page?
just a thought, just ignore it
if you think me rude for asking
or you don\'t like the song)
September 15th, 2023 05:06
From where comes light
L. B. Mek said:
\'the spoils of love as brittle as the braille\'
what imagery! brilliant dear Poet
(blinded, we reach out timidly
read with our fingertips
those storm winds in our path
love, has us petrified
yet, love has us learning braille
overnight, and so
we bravely grab tight and hope!)
September 15th, 2023 05:01
L. B. Mek said:
\'the spoils of love as brittle as the braille\'
what imagery! brilliant dear Poet
(blinded, we reach out timidly
read with our fingertips
those storm winds in our path
love, has us petrified
yet, love has us learning braille
overnight, and so
we bravely grab tight and hope!)
September 15th, 2023 05:01
Only Women Die
Teddy.15 said:
her grieving lines once laughter through the pillars of her heart,
now dead as dormouse feeding on a drip
Marvelous Melvin. 💖
September 14th, 2023 15:44
Teddy.15 said:
her grieving lines once laughter through the pillars of her heart,
now dead as dormouse feeding on a drip
Marvelous Melvin. 💖
September 14th, 2023 15:44
From where comes light
Teddy.15 said:
You never fail to blow me away with your poetic heart and these wonderful words that come together like silk and for some reason I cannot help but feel so utterly humbled to be able to read your beautiful verses. Yet another poetry spectacular that made me just want to weep. 💖
September 13th, 2023 11:38
Teddy.15 said:
You never fail to blow me away with your poetic heart and these wonderful words that come together like silk and for some reason I cannot help but feel so utterly humbled to be able to read your beautiful verses. Yet another poetry spectacular that made me just want to weep. 💖
September 13th, 2023 11:38
To The River\'s End
Lorenz said:
We share the talent of extracting the atomic consistency of the word !
\'\'who of why and when ; who\'s who ! \"
September 11th, 2023 13:08
Lorenz said:
We share the talent of extracting the atomic consistency of the word !
\'\'who of why and when ; who\'s who ! \"
September 11th, 2023 13:08
Three Brothers We
L. B. Mek said:
beautiful!
(I always wished for brothers
so this hits home for me
I connect to it pleading tone
worded, with a defiant ink)
thank you! dear Poet
September 8th, 2023 03:48
L. B. Mek said:
beautiful!
(I always wished for brothers
so this hits home for me
I connect to it pleading tone
worded, with a defiant ink)
thank you! dear Poet
September 8th, 2023 03:48
From Genesis to Dartmoor
L. B. Mek said:
\'“I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.”
from the Bell Jar
\'from brightness to the dark side of the fruit.
in foreign voice I crawl between the curtains of reprieve.
hanging shapeless with the hero and the twitch,
our shadows hanging taller than our souls;\'
you ASTOUND, cherished Poet
(I gladly bow to your superior talent)
thank you!
September 8th, 2023 03:45
L. B. Mek said:
\'“I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am.”
from the Bell Jar
\'from brightness to the dark side of the fruit.
in foreign voice I crawl between the curtains of reprieve.
hanging shapeless with the hero and the twitch,
our shadows hanging taller than our souls;\'
you ASTOUND, cherished Poet
(I gladly bow to your superior talent)
thank you!
September 8th, 2023 03:45
Three Brothers We
Teddy.15 said:
what now we do,
we strangers in our perfect pose of sorrow?
we have walked more miles than the roots left unattended.
hungry men no older than the sleeping violin;
too proud to beg a solitary tear
You could have written this for me dear Melvin. Pain and sorrow loss yet such an amazing amount of dignity. Kudos. 💖
September 7th, 2023 17:07
Teddy.15 said:
what now we do,
we strangers in our perfect pose of sorrow?
we have walked more miles than the roots left unattended.
hungry men no older than the sleeping violin;
too proud to beg a solitary tear
You could have written this for me dear Melvin. Pain and sorrow loss yet such an amazing amount of dignity. Kudos. 💖
September 7th, 2023 17:07
As Broad as an Elephants Claw
Teddy.15 said:
four clouds of dust as risen as the dead.
slight-of-hand hides the Tarots card of god
from the drowning man, the pillow and the squawk
diving deep into the wounds of heavens well;
still comes the water. thick as candle-blood
For some reason I see Africa in this one. 💖
September 6th, 2023 02:19
Teddy.15 said:
four clouds of dust as risen as the dead.
slight-of-hand hides the Tarots card of god
from the drowning man, the pillow and the squawk
diving deep into the wounds of heavens well;
still comes the water. thick as candle-blood
For some reason I see Africa in this one. 💖
September 6th, 2023 02:19
From Genesis to Dartmoor
Teddy.15 said:
An extraordinary piece that made me want to weep. 💖 welcome back my dear friend.
September 4th, 2023 10:23
Teddy.15 said:
An extraordinary piece that made me want to weep. 💖 welcome back my dear friend.
September 4th, 2023 10:23
The Wheel That Turns Immortal
Lorenz said:
An enigmatic mercurian thought that dares to challenge the threshold dragon.
September 3rd, 2023 16:26
Lorenz said:
An enigmatic mercurian thought that dares to challenge the threshold dragon.
September 3rd, 2023 16:26
where hides my sun and moon
Teddy.15 said:
From the mouth of poetry itself as it always is dear Melvin it\'s extraordinary I can never ever choose just one favourite line, your last stanza marvelous 💖 so wonderful to see you my friend.
September 3rd, 2023 08:43
Teddy.15 said:
From the mouth of poetry itself as it always is dear Melvin it\'s extraordinary I can never ever choose just one favourite line, your last stanza marvelous 💖 so wonderful to see you my friend.
September 3rd, 2023 08:43
Kingfishers Eyes
jarcher54 said:
I love it but haven\'t figured it all out! But that my friend is a good thing.
August 19th, 2023 10:40
jarcher54 said:
I love it but haven\'t figured it all out! But that my friend is a good thing.
August 19th, 2023 10:40
If I Take No Turn
L. B. Mek said:
(thank you for sharing such a revealing and honest write, dear Masterful Poet
and for inspiring my own little scribbled reply..
\'What a Talent!)
\'when we, but flesh and pulsing hope
meet, without first learning to greet
where do we acquire the fortitude
to stand erect, in that familiar face
of dread?
I seek, comfort in the absence
of parenthood, that chose to exist
as silent investor\'s in a portfolio
they stumbled upon, on a drunken night
and were too prideful
to open, that morning-after pill
of salvation and instead, caged us all
in this sinking fate
without Houdini\'s, tricks
to grant us a chance: for escape...\'
November 4th, 2021 03:20
L. B. Mek said:
(thank you for sharing such a revealing and honest write, dear Masterful Poet
and for inspiring my own little scribbled reply..
\'What a Talent!)
\'when we, but flesh and pulsing hope
meet, without first learning to greet
where do we acquire the fortitude
to stand erect, in that familiar face
of dread?
I seek, comfort in the absence
of parenthood, that chose to exist
as silent investor\'s in a portfolio
they stumbled upon, on a drunken night
and were too prideful
to open, that morning-after pill
of salvation and instead, caged us all
in this sinking fate
without Houdini\'s, tricks
to grant us a chance: for escape...\'
November 4th, 2021 03:20
I Need No Eye
L. B. Mek said:
\'not for the sellers arm, left right or tooth,
can I walk unaided, limping in a straw-foot,
of Porcupine, a travelling spine
for the grape-seed grind,
hind-leg-happy. lungs in a pigs heart.
meat as bone in a crackling box,
as lost as she,
chicken-pox on a greek skin,
tinsel queen;
she came with rust on a mustard grin,
sinning saviour to the sibling\'s young on a carousel of lime.\'
(I have \'cherished\' sisters as well..
nothing more, need be said!)
🍻 to you,
dear fellow, \'blessed\' sufferer
🍻!
lmao
October 26th, 2021 05:17
L. B. Mek said:
\'not for the sellers arm, left right or tooth,
can I walk unaided, limping in a straw-foot,
of Porcupine, a travelling spine
for the grape-seed grind,
hind-leg-happy. lungs in a pigs heart.
meat as bone in a crackling box,
as lost as she,
chicken-pox on a greek skin,
tinsel queen;
she came with rust on a mustard grin,
sinning saviour to the sibling\'s young on a carousel of lime.\'
(I have \'cherished\' sisters as well..
nothing more, need be said!)
🍻 to you,
dear fellow, \'blessed\' sufferer
🍻!
lmao
October 26th, 2021 05:17
Three Kicks The Mule
L. B. Mek said:
wonderfully fun!
reminding us, that before we thought-up
Sci-Fi\'s escapism, space ships
it was within poetry, itself
where a few chose
\'to go where no Person
has dared - to, Before\'...
who says poetry, isn\'t futuristic?
Instead, I propose
Poetry\'s, deemed Archaic
is the wisdom
we\'ve yet, to catch-up to
\'in my humble opinion\'... lol
October 26th, 2021 05:11
L. B. Mek said:
wonderfully fun!
reminding us, that before we thought-up
Sci-Fi\'s escapism, space ships
it was within poetry, itself
where a few chose
\'to go where no Person
has dared - to, Before\'...
who says poetry, isn\'t futuristic?
Instead, I propose
Poetry\'s, deemed Archaic
is the wisdom
we\'ve yet, to catch-up to
\'in my humble opinion\'... lol
October 26th, 2021 05:11
When Every Thing Was All
L. B. Mek said:
I hope the lady you\'re celebrating in this ode, is worthy of your beautiful words
and in those Sun and Moon offspring\'s,
her life\'s crimson-earned rewards:
may be fully realised...
(forgive me if I have mistaken the meaning, in your choice wording;
and thank you
for sharing such intimate feelings, with such brave transparency my friend)
October 26th, 2021 05:03
L. B. Mek said:
I hope the lady you\'re celebrating in this ode, is worthy of your beautiful words
and in those Sun and Moon offspring\'s,
her life\'s crimson-earned rewards:
may be fully realised...
(forgive me if I have mistaken the meaning, in your choice wording;
and thank you
for sharing such intimate feelings, with such brave transparency my friend)
October 26th, 2021 05:03
Sing Loud The Counted Day\'s
L. B. Mek said:
\'breathless men in glass-house womb
more wounded than the sky;
where flies the sun
no hidden mass dare follow;
the stars have eyes!
eyes greater than the life it shields;
this life;
where day\'s once gone
comes day\'s of second chance;\'..
Amen!
October 26th, 2021 04:54
L. B. Mek said:
\'breathless men in glass-house womb
more wounded than the sky;
where flies the sun
no hidden mass dare follow;
the stars have eyes!
eyes greater than the life it shields;
this life;
where day\'s once gone
comes day\'s of second chance;\'..
Amen!
October 26th, 2021 04:54
When Autumn Breathed Her Silence
L. B. Mek said:
\'each day I walk, as blind
as veins to the watermark,
tinned-torso dark,
mole-teeth
dead to sight and sound,
I have lost her Paris eyes
in fallen leaves;
when Autumn came and cried our child,
on clouds of wounds
more distant than the scar.
I crawl as wolf; hunter of the growling moon;
my bayonet
for the black-veined throat of hunger!\'..
There is nothing worse, than
a whole season
being coffined, by the worst nightmare\'s
our life, has survived;
especially, as it rears
its unwanted Medusa head of memories
and yanks open, all that repressed pain
one more time, every time;
stilling us, as-if being dunked in fast-drying cement...
(another powerful write, dear Masterful Poet
for some reason
I picked-up, on some raw
and untameable tethers,
to Time refined, anguish
being emoted in this particular poem,
leaking through, from all the passion you imbue)
\'what a talent!\'
October 26th, 2021 04:46
L. B. Mek said:
\'each day I walk, as blind
as veins to the watermark,
tinned-torso dark,
mole-teeth
dead to sight and sound,
I have lost her Paris eyes
in fallen leaves;
when Autumn came and cried our child,
on clouds of wounds
more distant than the scar.
I crawl as wolf; hunter of the growling moon;
my bayonet
for the black-veined throat of hunger!\'..
There is nothing worse, than
a whole season
being coffined, by the worst nightmare\'s
our life, has survived;
especially, as it rears
its unwanted Medusa head of memories
and yanks open, all that repressed pain
one more time, every time;
stilling us, as-if being dunked in fast-drying cement...
(another powerful write, dear Masterful Poet
for some reason
I picked-up, on some raw
and untameable tethers,
to Time refined, anguish
being emoted in this particular poem,
leaking through, from all the passion you imbue)
\'what a talent!\'
October 26th, 2021 04:46
I Need No Eye
spilleronsheet said:
Well crafted dear poet
Rich imagery in play
October 25th, 2021 23:51
spilleronsheet said:
Well crafted dear poet
Rich imagery in play
October 25th, 2021 23:51
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