Comments received on poems by Paul Bell
Great Personality
Doggerel Dave said:
You certainly enjoy tickling the boundaries of good taste, which serves both for a good laugh and a challenge to the stiff upper lip syndrome which I understand to be an affliction possessed of Englishmen…..
August 7th, 2026 19:44
Doggerel Dave said:
You certainly enjoy tickling the boundaries of good taste, which serves both for a good laugh and a challenge to the stiff upper lip syndrome which I understand to be an affliction possessed of Englishmen…..
August 7th, 2026 19:44
Great Personality
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Oh Paul...😂 This guy doesn’t merely put his foot in his mouth, he climbs in after it and starts redecorating. By the end I’m amazed she hasn’t made good on at least one of those threats. Hilarious stuff, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 7th, 2026 08:38
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Oh Paul...😂 This guy doesn’t merely put his foot in his mouth, he climbs in after it and starts redecorating. By the end I’m amazed she hasn’t made good on at least one of those threats. Hilarious stuff, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 7th, 2026 08:38
Great Personality
sorenbarrett said:
This one made me smile with the twists in plot and the fun about feigned or real recognition problems and memory. I guess it never hurts to try. Fine write Paul
August 7th, 2026 07:07
sorenbarrett said:
This one made me smile with the twists in plot and the fun about feigned or real recognition problems and memory. I guess it never hurts to try. Fine write Paul
August 7th, 2026 07:07
Three in the morning
Doggerel Dave said:
The journey travelled is a full life story. And its the truth no three in the morning is ever the same. Subtle way to mark times passing.
August 6th, 2026 08:55
Doggerel Dave said:
The journey travelled is a full life story. And its the truth no three in the morning is ever the same. Subtle way to mark times passing.
August 6th, 2026 08:55
Three in the morning
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Paul, this is one heck of a devastating poem! An entire relationship unfolds through fractured recollections, moving from intimacy into betrayal, separation, grief, and unanswered questions. Powerful work, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 6th, 2026 08:15
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Paul, this is one heck of a devastating poem! An entire relationship unfolds through fractured recollections, moving from intimacy into betrayal, separation, grief, and unanswered questions. Powerful work, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 6th, 2026 08:15
Three in the morning
sorenbarrett said:
The first thing that came to my mind was the song by Simon and Garfunkel 3 AM. This is a wonderful write Paul that focuses on the past lost and the moment of recognition in the dark moment of the early morning. Reflections are bitter sweet as one focuses on the what ifs that never will be.
August 6th, 2026 07:56
sorenbarrett said:
The first thing that came to my mind was the song by Simon and Garfunkel 3 AM. This is a wonderful write Paul that focuses on the past lost and the moment of recognition in the dark moment of the early morning. Reflections are bitter sweet as one focuses on the what ifs that never will be.
August 6th, 2026 07:56
Vampire Delight
Teddy.15 said:
lol what ever floats your boat or indeed tickles your and taste buds try Chianti! 🍷 Paul your antics always bring me a smile.
August 4th, 2026 10:43
Teddy.15 said:
lol what ever floats your boat or indeed tickles your and taste buds try Chianti! 🍷 Paul your antics always bring me a smile.
August 4th, 2026 10:43
Vampire Delight
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Paul, this is wickedly funny…shameless, filthy, and completely committed to its own depravity. I laughed all the way through. Fantastic write, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 4th, 2026 08:40
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Paul, this is wickedly funny…shameless, filthy, and completely committed to its own depravity. I laughed all the way through. Fantastic write, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 4th, 2026 08:40
Vampire Delight
sorenbarrett said:
Made me smile Paul, a fun read that was needed on a gray day. Well written my friend.
August 4th, 2026 07:57
sorenbarrett said:
Made me smile Paul, a fun read that was needed on a gray day. Well written my friend.
August 4th, 2026 07:57
The past
Thomas W Case said:
This poem carries a quiet, wintry sorrow where nature and loss fold into one another. The final turn reframes the omen beautifully, suggesting it wasn’t fate or symbol—but life itself—that bore the true weight of tragedy.
August 4th, 2026 06:31
Thomas W Case said:
This poem carries a quiet, wintry sorrow where nature and loss fold into one another. The final turn reframes the omen beautifully, suggesting it wasn’t fate or symbol—but life itself—that bore the true weight of tragedy.
August 4th, 2026 06:31
The past
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Paul, what a haunting piece. The changing seasons, the faithful presence of the crow, and the discovery at the end all build toward a conclusion that replaces superstition with compassion. That final realization is both heartbreaking and deeply moving. Powerful write, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 3rd, 2026 18:04
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Paul, what a haunting piece. The changing seasons, the faithful presence of the crow, and the discovery at the end all build toward a conclusion that replaces superstition with compassion. That final realization is both heartbreaking and deeply moving. Powerful write, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 3rd, 2026 18:04
The past
Tristan Robert Lange said:
What stayed with me most was the image of the crow lying beside her. It transforms everything that came before it, inviting the reader to see companionship where others only saw an omen. Beautifully done, Paul. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 3rd, 2026 17:45
Tristan Robert Lange said:
What stayed with me most was the image of the crow lying beside her. It transforms everything that came before it, inviting the reader to see companionship where others only saw an omen. Beautifully done, Paul. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 3rd, 2026 17:45
The past
sorenbarrett said:
A picture painted where time kills all and we need a better explanation which we shape into superstition. Well done my friend
August 3rd, 2026 04:42
sorenbarrett said:
A picture painted where time kills all and we need a better explanation which we shape into superstition. Well done my friend
August 3rd, 2026 04:42
Free
Tristan Robert Lange said:
What stayed with me most, Paul, was “She has a tattoo on life.” That shift from something physical to something deeply internal gives the poem its emotional center. Beautifully done. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 1st, 2026 20:43
Tristan Robert Lange said:
What stayed with me most, Paul, was “She has a tattoo on life.” That shift from something physical to something deeply internal gives the poem its emotional center. Beautifully done. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 1st, 2026 20:43
Free
Megan Blaney said:
\"She has a tattoo on life.\" Love that line. Great poem!
August 1st, 2026 07:20
Megan Blaney said:
\"She has a tattoo on life.\" Love that line. Great poem!
August 1st, 2026 07:20
Free
sorenbarrett said:
A trailer hitch and the trailer both made of steel held together by the male and female fittings. This is a hard hitting poem of reality to some extent in many relationships. A fave my friend
August 1st, 2026 07:04
sorenbarrett said:
A trailer hitch and the trailer both made of steel held together by the male and female fittings. This is a hard hitting poem of reality to some extent in many relationships. A fave my friend
August 1st, 2026 07:04
Assassinated
Friendship said:
Nicely written. You capture the emotional weight of loss and the way it reverberates through time, affecting both individual experiences and collective memory.
July 31st, 2026 09:29
Friendship said:
Nicely written. You capture the emotional weight of loss and the way it reverberates through time, affecting both individual experiences and collective memory.
July 31st, 2026 09:29
Assassinated
Tristan Robert Lange said:
This really hit me, Paul. You capture both the collective shock of a nation and the private grief that can become inseparable from it. Haunting and deeply affecting, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
July 31st, 2026 08:15
Tristan Robert Lange said:
This really hit me, Paul. You capture both the collective shock of a nation and the private grief that can become inseparable from it. Haunting and deeply affecting, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
July 31st, 2026 08:15
Assassinated
sorenbarrett said:
The clues lead to one famous occasion and a magic bullet. I was in the sixth grade when the principal came to the room and announced it. Nicely written this poem does so well with the imagery that is cold and stark as was the incident yet it flies in one\'s face and sticks in one\'s mind as a paper to a wall. A lovely selection of words and pacing my friend a fave
July 31st, 2026 04:10
sorenbarrett said:
The clues lead to one famous occasion and a magic bullet. I was in the sixth grade when the principal came to the room and announced it. Nicely written this poem does so well with the imagery that is cold and stark as was the incident yet it flies in one\'s face and sticks in one\'s mind as a paper to a wall. A lovely selection of words and pacing my friend a fave
July 31st, 2026 04:10
Black Tie
Thomas W Case said:
This poem carries a heavy, cinematic sense of grief, capturing how a single message can divide a life into before and after. The personification of the black tie and suit adds a haunting touch, giving sorrow a quiet voice that stays with the reader.
July 28th, 2026 08:26
Thomas W Case said:
This poem carries a heavy, cinematic sense of grief, capturing how a single message can divide a life into before and after. The personification of the black tie and suit adds a haunting touch, giving sorrow a quiet voice that stays with the reader.
July 28th, 2026 08:26
Black Tie
sorenbarrett said:
Curious how we dress for a funeral. Black and white yet I hope at mine they will come, if they come, as they are, shorts, sandals, flip flops, bare feet, all colors, close with tears and hair unkept. I would offer free beer and no preacher let everyone just throw in a hand of dirt. A great read my friend I hope the shirt and tie are retired and will not be called on again. Nicely written my friend.
July 27th, 2026 10:06
sorenbarrett said:
Curious how we dress for a funeral. Black and white yet I hope at mine they will come, if they come, as they are, shorts, sandals, flip flops, bare feet, all colors, close with tears and hair unkept. I would offer free beer and no preacher let everyone just throw in a hand of dirt. A great read my friend I hope the shirt and tie are retired and will not be called on again. Nicely written my friend.
July 27th, 2026 10:06
Black Tie
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Paul, this really moved me. Having stood beside families while entire lives are compressed into brief services, I felt the exhaustion running through this…and giving the formal clothing its own awareness makes those garments quiet companions in unbearable grief. One heck of a powerful piece, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
July 27th, 2026 09:11
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Paul, this really moved me. Having stood beside families while entire lives are compressed into brief services, I felt the exhaustion running through this…and giving the formal clothing its own awareness makes those garments quiet companions in unbearable grief. One heck of a powerful piece, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
July 27th, 2026 09:11
Vanity
Thomas W Case said:
There’s a bitter, cutting edge here—identity worn like armor, polished for a world that never quite sees the person underneath.
That last turn lands cold and clean, like walking away long before the mirror ever learned to tell the truth.
July 26th, 2026 08:10
Thomas W Case said:
There’s a bitter, cutting edge here—identity worn like armor, polished for a world that never quite sees the person underneath.
That last turn lands cold and clean, like walking away long before the mirror ever learned to tell the truth.
July 26th, 2026 08:10
Vanity
Tristan Robert Lange said:
What a deliciously cutting poem, Paul! The playful cadence, mounting satire, and sudden emotional chill work beautifully together. I laughed…and then that final turn reminded me how thoroughly a relationship may end before anyone actually leaves. Excellent work, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
July 24th, 2026 09:37
Tristan Robert Lange said:
What a deliciously cutting poem, Paul! The playful cadence, mounting satire, and sudden emotional chill work beautifully together. I laughed…and then that final turn reminded me how thoroughly a relationship may end before anyone actually leaves. Excellent work, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
July 24th, 2026 09:37
Vanity
sorenbarrett said:
Vanity has its price as does all else. Age peals the pain and rusts the steel. Mirror mirror on the wall who\'s the fairest of them all. Entropy takes its toll and even the fairest fall into wrinkles and rot. None escape the maggots. Well written Paul
July 24th, 2026 05:38
sorenbarrett said:
Vanity has its price as does all else. Age peals the pain and rusts the steel. Mirror mirror on the wall who\'s the fairest of them all. Entropy takes its toll and even the fairest fall into wrinkles and rot. None escape the maggots. Well written Paul
July 24th, 2026 05:38
Divine Advice
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Wow, Paul, this is one gloriously twisted exchange! He fancies himself a romantic legend while she is cataloguing negligence, bodily injury, and ecclesiastical corruption…then the priest strolls in as both sex coach and dispenser of penance. Absolutely hilarious, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
July 21st, 2026 20:21
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Wow, Paul, this is one gloriously twisted exchange! He fancies himself a romantic legend while she is cataloguing negligence, bodily injury, and ecclesiastical corruption…then the priest strolls in as both sex coach and dispenser of penance. Absolutely hilarious, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
July 21st, 2026 20:21
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