Comments received on poems by sorenbarrett
Avocado
Paul Bell said:
Just glad they sell fruit in my local store, cos I\'m like death around garden plants.
August 27th, 2025 13:36
Paul Bell said:
Just glad they sell fruit in my local store, cos I\'m like death around garden plants.
August 27th, 2025 13:36
Avocado
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Reading this felt like standing in an orchard of truths…growth, care, timing, and renewal all woven into the cycle. Beautifully captured, Soren. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 27th, 2025 13:05
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Reading this felt like standing in an orchard of truths…growth, care, timing, and renewal all woven into the cycle. Beautifully captured, Soren. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 27th, 2025 13:05
Avocado
orchidee said:
Good write SB. ahh, a suggestion for KP\'s pudding - mouldy avocados. lol. Dunno why she complains. I give her all this luxury food. heehee.
August 27th, 2025 12:11
orchidee said:
Good write SB. ahh, a suggestion for KP\'s pudding - mouldy avocados. lol. Dunno why she complains. I give her all this luxury food. heehee.
August 27th, 2025 12:11
Avocado
Lorenz said:
Avocado farming poses serious environmental and social problems.Notably through the deplation of groundwater reserves and massive deforestation .
August 27th, 2025 09:05
Lorenz said:
Avocado farming poses serious environmental and social problems.Notably through the deplation of groundwater reserves and massive deforestation .
August 27th, 2025 09:05
Avocado
Salvia.S 🌹 said:
Wow!! A beautiful meditation on growth, care and natural cycles all through the metaphor of an avocado tree. Well written!
August 27th, 2025 07:57
Salvia.S 🌹 said:
Wow!! A beautiful meditation on growth, care and natural cycles all through the metaphor of an avocado tree. Well written!
August 27th, 2025 07:57
Avocado
Doggerel Dave said:
Viva the avocado In my local store...
Good homage, Soren.
August 27th, 2025 07:42
Doggerel Dave said:
Viva the avocado In my local store...
Good homage, Soren.
August 27th, 2025 07:42
Avocado
Teddy.15 said:
Succulent and full of colour flavour and wisdom, another gorgeous write, I adore the avocado. You always make me smile whilst reading your poems. 🌹
August 27th, 2025 05:43
Teddy.15 said:
Succulent and full of colour flavour and wisdom, another gorgeous write, I adore the avocado. You always make me smile whilst reading your poems. 🌹
August 27th, 2025 05:43
Avocado
Friendship said:
This poem revolves around the cycle of life and growth, using the metaphor of an avocado tree to explore themes of love, nurturing, and the natural process of maturation. The poet encompasses the stages of growth—from planting the seed to harvesting the fruit—highlighting the importance of patience, care, and the interconnectedness of nature.
August 27th, 2025 05:08
Friendship said:
This poem revolves around the cycle of life and growth, using the metaphor of an avocado tree to explore themes of love, nurturing, and the natural process of maturation. The poet encompasses the stages of growth—from planting the seed to harvesting the fruit—highlighting the importance of patience, care, and the interconnectedness of nature.
August 27th, 2025 05:08
The band
NafisaSB said:
wonderful description of the tiny industrious creature - a job well done, and so beautifully portrayed
August 27th, 2025 00:29
NafisaSB said:
wonderful description of the tiny industrious creature - a job well done, and so beautifully portrayed
August 27th, 2025 00:29
The band
rebellion_in_sanity said:
Though the poem was about bees, I felt it had a wider scope if we took bees as a metaphor- perhaps a quite and beautiful reflection on nature. A picture drawn in the dawn with dews. Perhaps I was wrong.
August 26th, 2025 09:20
rebellion_in_sanity said:
Though the poem was about bees, I felt it had a wider scope if we took bees as a metaphor- perhaps a quite and beautiful reflection on nature. A picture drawn in the dawn with dews. Perhaps I was wrong.
August 26th, 2025 09:20
The band
hzugman said:
A poetic reminder of where would we be without bees. Nicely done, SB
August 26th, 2025 09:13
hzugman said:
A poetic reminder of where would we be without bees. Nicely done, SB
August 26th, 2025 09:13
The band
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Wow, reading this felt like listening in on nature’s secret rehearsal—music made of wings and silence. You caught their essence perfectly, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 26th, 2025 08:17
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Wow, reading this felt like listening in on nature’s secret rehearsal—music made of wings and silence. You caught their essence perfectly, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 26th, 2025 08:17
The band
Friendship said:
Your poem captures the beauty and significance of bees, portraying them as gentle creatures that contribute to nature’s harmony through their labor and song. It emphasizes their role in the ecosystem, particularly in the creation of honey and the pollination of flowers, while also alluding to the unacknowledged communication and artistry present in nature.
August 26th, 2025 07:52
Friendship said:
Your poem captures the beauty and significance of bees, portraying them as gentle creatures that contribute to nature’s harmony through their labor and song. It emphasizes their role in the ecosystem, particularly in the creation of honey and the pollination of flowers, while also alluding to the unacknowledged communication and artistry present in nature.
August 26th, 2025 07:52
The band
Jerry Reynolds said:
Beautiful morning read, sorenbarrett. Finally, it i light enough to go water my flowers and attract my bees.
August 26th, 2025 05:09
Jerry Reynolds said:
Beautiful morning read, sorenbarrett. Finally, it i light enough to go water my flowers and attract my bees.
August 26th, 2025 05:09
Blood and bone
Goldfinch60 said:
We can all do things that we would never do again soren, fine write.
Andy
August 26th, 2025 00:42
Goldfinch60 said:
We can all do things that we would never do again soren, fine write.
Andy
August 26th, 2025 00:42
Sky vine
C.W. Bleu said:
I feel personal growth through community when I read this. It also reminds me of a house I lived in way back when. The back wall had ivy growing up it and there was an old wooden ladder attached to the house that couldn’t be climbed because of the ivy and rot. I don’t know, haven’t thought much about that place for quite some time. Beautiful piece. Lots of visions.
August 25th, 2025 23:05
C.W. Bleu said:
I feel personal growth through community when I read this. It also reminds me of a house I lived in way back when. The back wall had ivy growing up it and there was an old wooden ladder attached to the house that couldn’t be climbed because of the ivy and rot. I don’t know, haven’t thought much about that place for quite some time. Beautiful piece. Lots of visions.
August 25th, 2025 23:05
Blood and bone
Bella Shepard said:
How many people would have the courage to survive at such a cost? A story told in wonderful verse, and I suppose a valuable lesson learned.
August 25th, 2025 12:15
Bella Shepard said:
How many people would have the courage to survive at such a cost? A story told in wonderful verse, and I suppose a valuable lesson learned.
August 25th, 2025 12:15
Blood and bone
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Whoa! That scene with the ants crawling...ruthless, impossible to relax...was chilling. Truly chilling. It grounded the whole piece in physical terror before the real horror even began. Powerful work. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛ You know I LOVED THIS from the title onward! 🤣
August 25th, 2025 07:53
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Whoa! That scene with the ants crawling...ruthless, impossible to relax...was chilling. Truly chilling. It grounded the whole piece in physical terror before the real horror even began. Powerful work. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛ You know I LOVED THIS from the title onward! 🤣
August 25th, 2025 07:53
Blood and bone
Friendship said:
This poem revolves around survival, resilience, and the harsh realities of the natural world. It tells the harrowing story of a man who suffers a severe injury while chopping wood in the wilderness but manages to overcome the dire situation through sheer willpower and determination. The poet includes themes of pain, isolation, and the struggle for survival, as well as a reflection on the consequences of risky behavior in nature. The poet highlights the themes of resilience, the human capacity to endure pain, and the lessons learned from dangerous encounters with nature. It serves as a cautionary tale about the risks of underestimating the wilderness and the human spirit\'s ability to overcome seemingly insurmountable challenges.
August 25th, 2025 06:20
Friendship said:
This poem revolves around survival, resilience, and the harsh realities of the natural world. It tells the harrowing story of a man who suffers a severe injury while chopping wood in the wilderness but manages to overcome the dire situation through sheer willpower and determination. The poet includes themes of pain, isolation, and the struggle for survival, as well as a reflection on the consequences of risky behavior in nature. The poet highlights the themes of resilience, the human capacity to endure pain, and the lessons learned from dangerous encounters with nature. It serves as a cautionary tale about the risks of underestimating the wilderness and the human spirit\'s ability to overcome seemingly insurmountable challenges.
August 25th, 2025 06:20
Blood and bone
arqios said:
Your poem reads like an oral epic rendered in bush‑ballad rhythm; a survival yarn told by firelight, equal parts grit and gallows humour. You can almost hear the voice leaning in over the table as the “few beers” loosen the tongue and the story takes on its unstoppable roll. It’s a meditation on endurance stripped of all abstraction: pain, isolation, and the choices made when no help is coming. The physicality is so vivid it almost crowds the air from the page, yet there’s also an underlying respect for the quiet, stubborn will to survive. By the end, the vow to “never do that again” rings with wry understatement, the kind of closing line that makes the listener exhale, in part disbelief and part admiration.
August 25th, 2025 05:37
arqios said:
Your poem reads like an oral epic rendered in bush‑ballad rhythm; a survival yarn told by firelight, equal parts grit and gallows humour. You can almost hear the voice leaning in over the table as the “few beers” loosen the tongue and the story takes on its unstoppable roll. It’s a meditation on endurance stripped of all abstraction: pain, isolation, and the choices made when no help is coming. The physicality is so vivid it almost crowds the air from the page, yet there’s also an underlying respect for the quiet, stubborn will to survive. By the end, the vow to “never do that again” rings with wry understatement, the kind of closing line that makes the listener exhale, in part disbelief and part admiration.
August 25th, 2025 05:37
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