Comments received on poems by sorenbarrett



Tree and the lily
Friendship said:

Well written,

February 13th, 2026 09:36

Tree and the lily
Soman Ragavan said:

This is like a fable of the French writer La Fontaine. We don\'t know the value of what we have until we lose it.... In four lines the poem has passed a valuable message to all humanity. We prize not what we have until we lose it...

February 13th, 2026 09:07

Tree and the lily
Paul Bell said:

That\'s Lily for you, just never happy.
Wonder if the tree mentioned to the Lily. Don\'t worry you won\'t be here long.

February 13th, 2026 06:23

Tree and the lily
Teddy.15 said:

How beautiful dear sorrenbarret, Lily\'s are certainly delicate underneath the great oak. 🌹

February 13th, 2026 05:10

Car of rust
Paul Bell said:

Cars like the woman all go south at some point, and no paint job or overhaul is going to fix it.
Still got the pictures and the memories and that keeps you going.
Do like the smell of new cars, not sure if I could break a new woman in mind you.

February 13th, 2026 04:21

Tree and the lily
orchidee said:

Good write SB.

February 13th, 2026 04:13

Car of rust
Goldfinch60 said:

Getting attached to a car can happen soren.

Andy

February 13th, 2026 02:48

Car of rust
Doggerel Dave said:

You\'ve just reminded me that there is something to be said for public transport. The picture of you stood beside a heap of metal with your memories is complete, Soren.

February 12th, 2026 17:47

Car of rust
Tristan Robert Lange said:

Soren, the layered deterioration reads like more than machinery…it feels autobiographical in spirit. The junkyard priest blessing its end, the overheating climb, the unseen lease…all of it builds toward that final line of refusal. Worn down, but still loved. Powerful metaphor, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

February 12th, 2026 17:09

Where is Santa? Does God know?
Joseph M Marion said:

Very heartfelt very true I love the way you write Great job my friend

February 12th, 2026 11:02

Car of rust
soheil khodaparasti said:

Thank you for your gracious words. It was a pleasure to engage with your nice poem.

February 12th, 2026 10:44

Car of rust
Lorenz said:

Objects do you have a soul that attaches itself to our soul and offers us this power to love ?

February 12th, 2026 09:43

Car of rust
Friendship said:

Nicely written, Soren. Your poem is about the love for an old, dilapidated vehicle that serves as a metaphor for aging and the inevitable decline of possessions, as well as the emotional weight that can come with such attachments. The poet reflects on the passage of time and the deterioration of both a physical object (the old vehicle) and the nostalgic memories it evokes. It explores themes of attachment, loss, and the difficulty of letting go of something that once held great value.

February 12th, 2026 07:38

Car of rust
Teddy.15 said:

So your great love is now a rust bucket, 🤣great poem, my dream car would be a land rover discovery, but that\'s just a dream. 🌹

February 12th, 2026 07:04

Car of rust
soheil khodaparasti said:

The speaker’s emotional attachment to the personified car, combined with the revelation that it was only ever on lease—an idea that suggests we do not truly own our bodies or our lives—creates a thoughtful meditation on aging, attachment, and mortality. The extended metaphor is skillfully sustained.

February 12th, 2026 04:05

Car of rust
orchidee said:

Good write SB. Ahh, I must get a car like that for KP! lol.

February 12th, 2026 03:33

Pests
Goldfinch60 said:

You are forgiven soren.

Andy

February 12th, 2026 02:51

Birth
Vipassana said:

lots of compelling imagery, starting with

I have drank the poisonous drug of life

beautifully crafted, sir

February 12th, 2026 02:09

Baby
Priya Tomar said:

Lovely poem .
Many many congratulations .

February 11th, 2026 23:42

Pests
NinjaGirl said:

I find I do detest bugs, but I similarly feel guilty after killing them... I like the way you explain this!

February 11th, 2026 23:24

Uncle Dave
Vipassana said:

truth really is stranger than fiction!

February 11th, 2026 16:22

Pests
Vipassana said:

repentance is a bitch.

lots of catchy (musical) lines, like

From ash to trash, basket to casket they\'ve flown

February 11th, 2026 16:16

Pests
Tristan Robert Lange said:

Soren, I’ve felt that kind of inner drone…the noise that won’t quiet no matter how hard you thrash. The repetition here mirrors that perfectly. It feels like wrestling conscience itself…messy, loud, unavoidable. You captured that unrest with force. Great job on this, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

February 11th, 2026 12:50

Pests
Neville said:



I can barely think of anything worse .. but flies in a verse just takes the biscuit 🪰👍

February 11th, 2026 11:46

A thirsty muse
2781 said:

O sing unto the LORD a new song: sing unto the LORD, all the earth.

February 11th, 2026 09:35

Pests
Friendship said:

Nicely written. Your poem \"Pests\" revolves around the metaphor of flies as a representation of guilt, annoyance, and degradation that comes from personal sins and societal lies. The poem reflects on how these “pests” invade one’s life, paralleling the way guilt and the consequences of our actions can linger and overwhelm us.

February 11th, 2026 09:21

Pests
Teddy.15 said:

Bravo, this is amazing when read loud, love the language in here, and your last lines, acknowledgement is strength! 🌹 🤣

February 11th, 2026 05:26

Pests
arqios said:

Pests , they are as their definition inspires🕊️🙏🏻

February 11th, 2026 05:17

Pests
orchidee said:

Ahh, I\'m gonna take KP to that restaurant. Then leave her there, while Fido and I go home for a roast dinner. lol.
She says to me \'You think a million times more of that hound than you do of me\'. I reply \'Yep!\' heehee.

February 11th, 2026 03:46

Pests
soheil khodaparasti said:

The poem’s use of flies as a symbol of guilt and moral decay conveys the inescapable nature of sin and the speaker’s struggle toward atonement—all in just eight lines. Really well done.

February 11th, 2026 03:44



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