Comments received on poems by sorenbarrett
Headstone
Bella Shepard said:
In my youth I sometimes thought of death as the infinite sleep, where I would simply fade off into a final dream. Now in my final years I sense the familiarity of your words and find the headstone only says that we existed, it cannont know who we were or what our dreams. Your Headstone speaks poignantly in wonderful imagery dear friend, and my privilege to read.
April 21st, 2023 13:29
Bella Shepard said:
In my youth I sometimes thought of death as the infinite sleep, where I would simply fade off into a final dream. Now in my final years I sense the familiarity of your words and find the headstone only says that we existed, it cannont know who we were or what our dreams. Your Headstone speaks poignantly in wonderful imagery dear friend, and my privilege to read.
April 21st, 2023 13:29
Headstone
Rocky Lagou said:
This is transcendental! You truly, as opposed to your poem\'s subject, SHINE with such bright, fervent radiance. The assonance in the words \"scattered, shattered\" are so haunting in the reader\'s mind. This is wonderful.
April 21st, 2023 09:40
Rocky Lagou said:
This is transcendental! You truly, as opposed to your poem\'s subject, SHINE with such bright, fervent radiance. The assonance in the words \"scattered, shattered\" are so haunting in the reader\'s mind. This is wonderful.
April 21st, 2023 09:40
Headstone
arqios said:
...imagining what sort of headstone shall mark the laying of my remains and what inscription shall be carved onto its surface knowing all well that the weathering and most probable vandalism would scour that down to a lump with no thoughts... your fine words brought my thoughts afar off, yet again!
April 21st, 2023 07:52
arqios said:
...imagining what sort of headstone shall mark the laying of my remains and what inscription shall be carved onto its surface knowing all well that the weathering and most probable vandalism would scour that down to a lump with no thoughts... your fine words brought my thoughts afar off, yet again!
April 21st, 2023 07:52
Headstone
L. B. Mek said:
Brilliant!
(\'Headstone
as our beginning, to that surreal
where, we\'ve always belonged\'
where existence\'s, poisonous
influences, can no longer
reach us, warp us, steal from us
that who
we so strived to be, once
when we looked upon a world
full of possibility\'s, light
and all our hurts, could be resolved
by a kiss or a hug
from a warmth, we never realised
will soon be taken from us
till someday, our physical bodies
devoid of breath
will match, that frozen heart
we\'ve been carrying all along
since Time, stopped becoming
our avenue to that scope
of better, we so naively
vehemently, believed
was awaiting
at that next, blind corner
or stumble
we crawled back up, from
one cruel cut of fate
at a Time...
\'Headstone\'s
as beginnings of our reprieve\')
April 21st, 2023 07:16
L. B. Mek said:
Brilliant!
(\'Headstone
as our beginning, to that surreal
where, we\'ve always belonged\'
where existence\'s, poisonous
influences, can no longer
reach us, warp us, steal from us
that who
we so strived to be, once
when we looked upon a world
full of possibility\'s, light
and all our hurts, could be resolved
by a kiss or a hug
from a warmth, we never realised
will soon be taken from us
till someday, our physical bodies
devoid of breath
will match, that frozen heart
we\'ve been carrying all along
since Time, stopped becoming
our avenue to that scope
of better, we so naively
vehemently, believed
was awaiting
at that next, blind corner
or stumble
we crawled back up, from
one cruel cut of fate
at a Time...
\'Headstone\'s
as beginnings of our reprieve\')
April 21st, 2023 07:16
Love\'s Dialectic
L. B. Mek said:
\'Beyond the horizon I lose all visibility
Myopic is mortal vision\'
what a great line, dear cherished Poet
(I read and learn)
April 21st, 2023 04:51
L. B. Mek said:
\'Beyond the horizon I lose all visibility
Myopic is mortal vision\'
what a great line, dear cherished Poet
(I read and learn)
April 21st, 2023 04:51
Acsetic
Goldfinch60 said:
Trust must always be there in our life for it to progress Soren.
Andy
April 20th, 2023 01:22
Goldfinch60 said:
Trust must always be there in our life for it to progress Soren.
Andy
April 20th, 2023 01:22
Acsetic
Bella Shepard said:
Wonderful poem, and your third stanza is certainly one to contemplate and reflect upon. This piece gave me so much to think about, and touches on a question I ask my self daily, \"Who am I really, and what do I value?\" Thank you dear friend, your words are always inspiring and thought-filled.
April 19th, 2023 14:45
Bella Shepard said:
Wonderful poem, and your third stanza is certainly one to contemplate and reflect upon. This piece gave me so much to think about, and touches on a question I ask my self daily, \"Who am I really, and what do I value?\" Thank you dear friend, your words are always inspiring and thought-filled.
April 19th, 2023 14:45
Acsetic
Bella Shepard said:
Wonderful poem, and your third stanza is certainly one to contemplate and reflect upon. This piece gave me so much to think about, and touches on a question I ask my self daily, \"Who am I really, and what do I value?\" Thank you dear friend, your words are always inspiring and thought-filled.
April 19th, 2023 13:07
Bella Shepard said:
Wonderful poem, and your third stanza is certainly one to contemplate and reflect upon. This piece gave me so much to think about, and touches on a question I ask my self daily, \"Who am I really, and what do I value?\" Thank you dear friend, your words are always inspiring and thought-filled.
April 19th, 2023 13:07
Acsetic
orchidee said:
Good write SB.
A daft tale - I gave someone a pack of cards. I said if the last card I choose in the pack is the Ace of Spades, you owe me £10 million.
He did not know they were ALL Ace of Spades! lol.
April 19th, 2023 11:35
orchidee said:
Good write SB.
A daft tale - I gave someone a pack of cards. I said if the last card I choose in the pack is the Ace of Spades, you owe me £10 million.
He did not know they were ALL Ace of Spades! lol.
April 19th, 2023 11:35
Acsetic
arqios said:
...the simple and the clear makes the most of that last card. Or so one can presume! Thanks for feeding thought.
April 19th, 2023 07:44
arqios said:
...the simple and the clear makes the most of that last card. Or so one can presume! Thanks for feeding thought.
April 19th, 2023 07:44
Acsetic
sorenbarrett said:
Thank you for your welcome review and most kind comment
April 19th, 2023 07:19
sorenbarrett said:
Thank you for your welcome review and most kind comment
April 19th, 2023 07:19
Acsetic
Bobby O said:
Certainly also a message to those who may be tempted by ill gotten gains, do not sell your soul. Nice piece
April 19th, 2023 06:57
Bobby O said:
Certainly also a message to those who may be tempted by ill gotten gains, do not sell your soul. Nice piece
April 19th, 2023 06:57
Love\'s Dialectic
Goldfinch60 said:
We must each love ourselves Soren but if we are fortunate, as I am, we have love filled by another as well.
Andy
April 18th, 2023 00:41
Goldfinch60 said:
We must each love ourselves Soren but if we are fortunate, as I am, we have love filled by another as well.
Andy
April 18th, 2023 00:41
Love\'s Dialectic
Rocky Lagou said:
Wow, this poem is truly a masterpiece. Your analogies draw such sublime comparisons to your subjects, and I am left in awe by such precision. Such a profound message as well, one that we ought to heed to: self-love. Above all, though, your rhythmic words are what most enchant me. There’s a certain staccato melody that is so spellbinding, and the second-person pov makes it so much more personal.
April 17th, 2023 11:32
Rocky Lagou said:
Wow, this poem is truly a masterpiece. Your analogies draw such sublime comparisons to your subjects, and I am left in awe by such precision. Such a profound message as well, one that we ought to heed to: self-love. Above all, though, your rhythmic words are what most enchant me. There’s a certain staccato melody that is so spellbinding, and the second-person pov makes it so much more personal.
April 17th, 2023 11:32
Love\'s Dialectic
arqios said:
Should ever there be a love that glints and beckons like fools gold, I have been taken in entire by both and have never truly recovered.
April 17th, 2023 08:43
arqios said:
Should ever there be a love that glints and beckons like fools gold, I have been taken in entire by both and have never truly recovered.
April 17th, 2023 08:43
Epitaph
L. B. Mek said:
wise words and impactful
lines to read and contemplate
wise Poet
and hopefully reawaken that spirit
of community and kindness
in a society, so determined to insure
antisocial, is a state of mind
future generations will inherit
as their reality\'s, status quo...
April 17th, 2023 02:20
L. B. Mek said:
wise words and impactful
lines to read and contemplate
wise Poet
and hopefully reawaken that spirit
of community and kindness
in a society, so determined to insure
antisocial, is a state of mind
future generations will inherit
as their reality\'s, status quo...
April 17th, 2023 02:20
Epitaph
Bella Shepard said:
You have packed into two lines a phylosophy of life that gives it meaning. Beautifully done!
April 15th, 2023 13:18
Bella Shepard said:
You have packed into two lines a phylosophy of life that gives it meaning. Beautifully done!
April 15th, 2023 13:18
Rock, clay, mud and sand
L. B. Mek said:
a majestic waterfall of poetic decadence
simply beautiful, my wise friend:
\'Natives to this land said no one owns it, it is a gift for all.
Blown like a tumbleweed I have no roots and know no fences. \'
\'Ignoring the price for a forbidden apple, I purchased the seeds of knowledge. \'
\'I shivered through long nights, that turned my spirit to ice.
In frozen ground I buried my pride. \'
\'Dirt, baptized with my blood, becomes a philosophers stone changing the inanimate to life.\'
\'I am the rock, clay, mud and sand that covers me.
I don\'t know where I end and the land begins.\'
April 14th, 2023 02:42
L. B. Mek said:
a majestic waterfall of poetic decadence
simply beautiful, my wise friend:
\'Natives to this land said no one owns it, it is a gift for all.
Blown like a tumbleweed I have no roots and know no fences. \'
\'Ignoring the price for a forbidden apple, I purchased the seeds of knowledge. \'
\'I shivered through long nights, that turned my spirit to ice.
In frozen ground I buried my pride. \'
\'Dirt, baptized with my blood, becomes a philosophers stone changing the inanimate to life.\'
\'I am the rock, clay, mud and sand that covers me.
I don\'t know where I end and the land begins.\'
April 14th, 2023 02:42
Sannyasi
L. B. Mek said:
Brilliant!
more power to your enlightenment
wise Poet
that you choose to share and hope
despite knowing it all
is testimony to your lion heart\'s
laudable defiance of unbending
bravery!
(onwards, dear poet kin
how sweet this accursed breath
how salty our tears of refrain
hoe poetic this legacy we boldly
ink)
April 14th, 2023 02:38
L. B. Mek said:
Brilliant!
more power to your enlightenment
wise Poet
that you choose to share and hope
despite knowing it all
is testimony to your lion heart\'s
laudable defiance of unbending
bravery!
(onwards, dear poet kin
how sweet this accursed breath
how salty our tears of refrain
hoe poetic this legacy we boldly
ink)
April 14th, 2023 02:38
Rock, clay, mud and sand
Goldfinch60 said:
We are all part of this earth and will be back within it some time. Very good words soren.
Andy
April 14th, 2023 00:36
Goldfinch60 said:
We are all part of this earth and will be back within it some time. Very good words soren.
Andy
April 14th, 2023 00:36
Rock, clay, mud and sand
sophin said:
\"Blown like a tumbleweed I have no roots and know no fences. \"
\"the voices of thousands of years are whispered by every moss covered bolder and tree.
Lost with no trails, thick foliage and thorns rip and tear my flesh.\"
beautifully expansive, dear poet. to be able to resonate with to the primal wilderness that birthed us is a magnificent thing in this modern age, and I applaud you for being able to express the feeling of being free but not lost
April 13th, 2023 11:51
sophin said:
\"Blown like a tumbleweed I have no roots and know no fences. \"
\"the voices of thousands of years are whispered by every moss covered bolder and tree.
Lost with no trails, thick foliage and thorns rip and tear my flesh.\"
beautifully expansive, dear poet. to be able to resonate with to the primal wilderness that birthed us is a magnificent thing in this modern age, and I applaud you for being able to express the feeling of being free but not lost
April 13th, 2023 11:51
Rock, clay, mud and sand
arqios said:
An epic expression in poetry Soren! As the dust hurries on to claim me back it intensifies its meaning and appeal.
April 13th, 2023 09:15
arqios said:
An epic expression in poetry Soren! As the dust hurries on to claim me back it intensifies its meaning and appeal.
April 13th, 2023 09:15
Sannyasi
Bella Shepard said:
Wow, I am blown away! This is such a wonderful treatise, in poetic form, on a society that has embraced self importance to the extent that it has lost sight of the meaning of the word \"selfless\".
Perhaps \"selfie\" is truly an appropriate moniker these days. Such a life fails to find meaning and value in its superficial existence. Perhaps it has to get worse before it can get better, I can only hope. Thank you dear poet for this wise and very powerful piece.
April 11th, 2023 13:47
Bella Shepard said:
Wow, I am blown away! This is such a wonderful treatise, in poetic form, on a society that has embraced self importance to the extent that it has lost sight of the meaning of the word \"selfless\".
Perhaps \"selfie\" is truly an appropriate moniker these days. Such a life fails to find meaning and value in its superficial existence. Perhaps it has to get worse before it can get better, I can only hope. Thank you dear poet for this wise and very powerful piece.
April 11th, 2023 13:47
Once there was a time
L. B. Mek said:
loved this! a great read
thank you, dear Poet:
\'Primal water, eroded frowns to smiles
Amity permeated all people
We were young and naive to wiles
And all dreams were believable
With the weight of falling sand
Maturity ripened into a crime
What was beautiful fell out of hand
Once there was a time\'
April 10th, 2023 03:58
L. B. Mek said:
loved this! a great read
thank you, dear Poet:
\'Primal water, eroded frowns to smiles
Amity permeated all people
We were young and naive to wiles
And all dreams were believable
With the weight of falling sand
Maturity ripened into a crime
What was beautiful fell out of hand
Once there was a time\'
April 10th, 2023 03:58
The end of time
L. B. Mek said:
so true, dear Poet
similarities, a little scary
so many
of antiquity\'s myths and geniuses
martyred
so as to be granted posterity\'s
immortality..
(makes you think, what is acclaim
to a corpse\'s vanity
what is victory, beyond
comprehension\'s, breath of tangibility..
Time
as our aggregator of meaningful worth
yet we dream
in realms too far out of fathomability\'s
...reach)
April 10th, 2023 03:55
L. B. Mek said:
so true, dear Poet
similarities, a little scary
so many
of antiquity\'s myths and geniuses
martyred
so as to be granted posterity\'s
immortality..
(makes you think, what is acclaim
to a corpse\'s vanity
what is victory, beyond
comprehension\'s, breath of tangibility..
Time
as our aggregator of meaningful worth
yet we dream
in realms too far out of fathomability\'s
...reach)
April 10th, 2023 03:55
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