Comments received on poems by sorenbarrett



Heaven\'s rain
David Hopkins said:

That’s one of the favs for sure

September 23rd, 2025 11:11

Ghosts
Friendship said:

Well written. This poem, \"Ghosts,\" explores the transient nature of existence, highlighting how moments, like smoke and shadows, come and go, leaving behind a cycle of growth and change. It reflects on the inevitability of time\'s passage and the way new beginnings arise from decay.

September 23rd, 2025 07:51

Ghosts
Tristan Robert Lange said:

Ghosts we are, indeed. Like wisps of clouds remnants...here one moment, then scattered like rain in the ground, buried, absorbed...forgotten. What about history? Eventually even that will be forgotten one day when humanity ceases to exist. Nothing lasts forever, not even memory. Thus, in some ways, we are ghosts now, haunting our abodes and other lives for a time...only to be gone. At least, that is what I get out of this short, but brilliantly metaphorical poem. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

September 23rd, 2025 07:46

Ghosts
arqios said:

I may be misreading this, but I love the last line; about leaving no scar or no mark. That is how it feels somehow much like our digital presence and footprints. But that is just the wayward way of my imagination. Of course, there is so much more to this poem, I\'m afraid that this comment had not done any justice to it.🙏🕊️

September 23rd, 2025 05:49

Greater love hath no man
Tom Dylan said:

A fine write, Soren, that flows wonderfully.

September 23rd, 2025 02:50

Heaven\'s rain
Goldfinch60 said:

So true soren, some things that happen in life are just inexplicable.

Andy

September 23rd, 2025 01:19

Heaven\'s rain
Dan Williams said:

\"A drop of sky caught by the eye\". . . just wonderful in its simple wisdom. More good work from you.

September 22nd, 2025 23:15

Heaven\'s rain
Tristan Robert Lange said:

Soren, what a piece. It reads like a hymn to the inexplicable…a reminder that not everything must be understood to be real. That paradox is its own kind of grace. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛ A fave, my friend.

September 22nd, 2025 20:42

Heaven\'s rain
Paul Bell said:

I was thinking of a nuclear fallout site where nothing grows.
Nature does eventually clean it all.


September 22nd, 2025 11:59

Heaven\'s rain
Friendship said:

The poem explores the idea of unexpected occurrences in life that evoke curiosity and contemplation. It suggests that some phenomena, like a single drop of rain, may lack a clear explanation but still hold significance and beauty.

September 22nd, 2025 10:31

Heaven\'s rain
Teddy.15 said:

From your title to every line, quite breathtaking my dear sorrenbarret 🌹

September 22nd, 2025 04:22

Greater love hath no man
Goldfinch60 said:

Fine words soren, love cna be so compellingly wonderful in life.

Andy

September 22nd, 2025 01:08

The band
Keyara S Trotman said:

My dearest Soren beautifully written out “The band” I can say, one thing I’ve noticed is that the word “band” isn’t capitalized. Now is there a reason as to why this is such? What is the meaning behind your title, when we are referring to the word band, there is a marching of people. For your poem your main point or maybe your main focus was on bees. I do love the background picture you’ve provided as this does correlate with your poem. With bees or even fish the background gives coral vibes or even where bees hide, or with pollen per-say. Your poem is nature, it’s a natural sense, environmental such. 🥂✨✨✨

September 21st, 2025 20:49

Read
Keyara S Trotman said:

ADORATION 👏🏼👏🏼👏🏼 My dear Soren I love how everything is fluent. There is rhyme and rhythm. Your word choices, “ berserk” just curious have you ever seen someone go beserk???

You stated in your writing that which I’d like to point out:

“Life blood spent, present of content drains from veins that spurt and flow
Perfume\'s scent, love\'s air bent, pain will vent from a poetic blow”
This is beautiful.. there a feeling of horror, yet we are referring to poetry, and poetry can be so many genres. Here you’ve managed for me yet I don’t know your particular aim here but I got horrifying, it’s terrifying.
Overall your piece is amazing… well put together, structured 👏🏼🥂✨✨✨

September 21st, 2025 20:38

Catinga was his name
David Welch said:

Excellent rhyming and meter.

September 21st, 2025 20:23

Greater love hath no man
Tristan Robert Lange said:

Soren, this is weighty and profound. The layers of sacrifice you trace...from mother to martyr to hidden love...this feels raw, unvarnished, and deeply human. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛ Well done!

September 21st, 2025 18:36

Greater love hath no man
Teddy.15 said:

Forgive me dearest sorrenbarret but I see this as a rape poem, one that a women takes the greatest sacrifice, grows a life and gives to another as a gift, regardless of her torture. Kudos my friend. 🌹

September 21st, 2025 12:16

Greater love hath no man
orchidee said:

A fine write SB.
Being daft - in second place of greatness - me, laying down me life, well me cash, for KP\'s botox! lol. Sewage for dinner again dear! lol.

September 21st, 2025 11:28

Greater love hath no man
TommyDingo said:

Poetry at its finest! Brilliantly written!

September 21st, 2025 09:14

Greater love hath no man
Friendship said:

Well written. This poem explores the theme of sacrifice and the complexities of love, particularly the lengths one might go to for the sake of another. It highlights the idea that true love often involves selflessness and taking on burdens, even to the point of personal ruin or misunderstanding.

September 21st, 2025 07:04

Catinga was his name
Goldfinch60 said:

Fine words soren, you can never see the beauty within the outside of anybody.

Andy

September 21st, 2025 01:09

Catinga was his name
Thomas W Case said:

Excellent work.

September 20th, 2025 23:03

Catinga was his name
Acheel said:

Brilliantly balanced beats

September 20th, 2025 20:31

Catinga was his name
Tristan Robert Lange said:

Soren, this piece is unforgettable. You build him from stench, stagger, and worn shoes, a man derided and reviled. Yet the final turn...that toothless grin, innocence shining despite a world gone wild...redeems the whole portrait. A character both broken and whole, disgrace on the outside yet grace within. Beautifully done, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

September 20th, 2025 19:16

Catinga was his name
Lorenz said:

Really a moving portrait !

September 20th, 2025 11:50

Catinga was his name
Teddy.15 said:

Loved your first stanza it made me chuckle at the imagery, hey we have a few like this in London too, as I have an enormous compassion and empathy, your last stanza made me think, we are all different but in the end we are all the same, we are human yet very rarely does one find the treatment the same, easy to hate easy to judge kindness is definitely a reward to those who give it, and those less fortunate who receive it. 🌹 A powerful piece that brings reflections to the reader.

September 20th, 2025 09:49

Catinga was his name
rebellion_in_sanity said:

Read the line \"Inside undefiled by a world gone wild,\" quite a few times. I don\'t know why it really spoke...
Perhaps that line brought about the contrast..

September 20th, 2025 09:29

Catinga was his name
orchidee said:

Good write SB. I thought it was gonna be about a cat. \'Here, puss, dinner time!\' lol.

September 20th, 2025 08:46

Catinga was his name
Friendship said:

Well-written. Never judge a book by its cover. This poem revolves around the juxtaposition of societal judgment and the intrinsic worth of an individual, illustrated through the character of Catinga. The subject matter delves into themes of poverty, alienation, and the innocence that can exist despite external circumstances. Catinga, although reviled and marginalized by society, embodies a certain wisdom and purity that contrasts sharply with the disdain he receives from others. The poem invites readers to reconsider notions of value and dignity, suggesting that true worth lies beyond superficial appearances and societal standards.

September 20th, 2025 08:25

The Seed
Ria_1005 said:

Beautiful metaphor!

September 20th, 2025 03:33



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