Comments received on poems by arqios
of being alive
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Ariqos, this is precisely the sort of existential rabbit hole I enjoy wandering into! LOL! We’re such wonderfully complicated creatures, aren’t we? Half the time we can’t even agree with ourselves! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
November 4th, 2026 21:59
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Ariqos, this is precisely the sort of existential rabbit hole I enjoy wandering into! LOL! We’re such wonderfully complicated creatures, aren’t we? Half the time we can’t even agree with ourselves! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
November 4th, 2026 21:59
of being alive
Kevin Hulme said:
We are a Mass of Emotions and Contradictions.
Well Said.
November 4th, 2026 19:14
Kevin Hulme said:
We are a Mass of Emotions and Contradictions.
Well Said.
November 4th, 2026 19:14
of being alive
Tony Grannell said:
Greetings, arqios,
A poem as if written by some eastern sage of yore. Wonderful and a truly delightful and insightful read. Bravo!
Fond regards, my friend,
Tony.
November 4th, 2026 18:15
Tony Grannell said:
Greetings, arqios,
A poem as if written by some eastern sage of yore. Wonderful and a truly delightful and insightful read. Bravo!
Fond regards, my friend,
Tony.
November 4th, 2026 18:15
feel for you
Tony Grannell said:
Greetings, arqios,
The good in oneself retrieved in the feelings for another - the healing arts of love. There is great power in this one and it lingers on. Excellent, my friend.
Wishing you fine health,
Tony.
November 4th, 2026 17:21
Tony Grannell said:
Greetings, arqios,
The good in oneself retrieved in the feelings for another - the healing arts of love. There is great power in this one and it lingers on. Excellent, my friend.
Wishing you fine health,
Tony.
November 4th, 2026 17:21
of being alive
orchidee said:
A fine write A. And looking inside oneself, one finds... only 3 brain cells! Aww, why they say to me: \'You speak for yourself!\' lol.
November 4th, 2026 09:41
orchidee said:
A fine write A. And looking inside oneself, one finds... only 3 brain cells! Aww, why they say to me: \'You speak for yourself!\' lol.
November 4th, 2026 09:41
where no one looks
NafisaSB said:
If waiting for eyes to see must be the written word. So many times the meaaage waits for its turn to be read and understood 🤔
November 4th, 2026 09:32
NafisaSB said:
If waiting for eyes to see must be the written word. So many times the meaaage waits for its turn to be read and understood 🤔
November 4th, 2026 09:32
of being alive
sorenbarrett said:
The complexity of living woven into this work. Each line (some with subtle rhyme) flows forth with great metaphors and allegories. It weaves a complex pattern as is life itself where one needs to stand far back to see its pattern and beauty. Beautifully written my friend
November 4th, 2026 06:58
sorenbarrett said:
The complexity of living woven into this work. Each line (some with subtle rhyme) flows forth with great metaphors and allegories. It weaves a complex pattern as is life itself where one needs to stand far back to see its pattern and beauty. Beautifully written my friend
November 4th, 2026 06:58
of being alive
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) said:
An outlook upon life itself
November 4th, 2026 05:35
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) said:
An outlook upon life itself
November 4th, 2026 05:35
feel for you
Tristan Robert Lange said:
There’s something quietly confrontational about this, Rik. It makes me wonder how often we mistake feeling strongly about something for actually caring enough to do something about it. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
November 3rd, 2026 23:05
Tristan Robert Lange said:
There’s something quietly confrontational about this, Rik. It makes me wonder how often we mistake feeling strongly about something for actually caring enough to do something about it. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
November 3rd, 2026 23:05
feel for you
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) said:
A sense of resignation in this piece my friend, much enjoyed
November 3rd, 2026 05:04
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) said:
A sense of resignation in this piece my friend, much enjoyed
November 3rd, 2026 05:04
feel for you
sorenbarrett said:
It is in paradox that this one speaks to me in metaphor as well and here there are too many closed doors for my meager mind to proceed and it surrenders after a few attempts. There is meaning in green to grey. The paradox of willful in line with nature is most interesting. Personification has long been present in the area of mother. Two hearts in one paired with another paradoxical statement \"love\'s indifference\". Lastly the redemption of self interest is an interesting way of stating taking care of self needs first. This one feels greater than my meager mind can comprehend
November 3rd, 2026 04:38
sorenbarrett said:
It is in paradox that this one speaks to me in metaphor as well and here there are too many closed doors for my meager mind to proceed and it surrenders after a few attempts. There is meaning in green to grey. The paradox of willful in line with nature is most interesting. Personification has long been present in the area of mother. Two hearts in one paired with another paradoxical statement \"love\'s indifference\". Lastly the redemption of self interest is an interesting way of stating taking care of self needs first. This one feels greater than my meager mind can comprehend
November 3rd, 2026 04:38
last search
Kevin Hulme said:
A Kettle that Whistles. Very Old School.
Nice one.
November 2nd, 2026 19:32
Kevin Hulme said:
A Kettle that Whistles. Very Old School.
Nice one.
November 2nd, 2026 19:32
last search
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Rik, this gets me thinking about why we turn up here to read each other...never quite knowing whose words we need that day. Glad yours are here. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
November 2nd, 2026 17:55
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Rik, this gets me thinking about why we turn up here to read each other...never quite knowing whose words we need that day. Glad yours are here. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
November 2nd, 2026 17:55
last search
Doggerel Dave said:
Come on, that will not be your last.... oh you just mean the last time you searched? Lucky you only got stuck between a cat video and the smell of rain. There are much deeper holes...
One of your \'moment\' poems I really enjoyed.
November 2nd, 2026 16:28
Doggerel Dave said:
Come on, that will not be your last.... oh you just mean the last time you searched? Lucky you only got stuck between a cat video and the smell of rain. There are much deeper holes...
One of your \'moment\' poems I really enjoyed.
November 2nd, 2026 16:28
last search
Tony Grannell said:
Hello, arqios,
Motes of glittering dust encased in batter and peppered with the aroma of rain served up on a salver of delicious poetry. I was salivating in the reading. A great poem.
Wishing you much happiness,
Tony,
November 2nd, 2026 08:54
Tony Grannell said:
Hello, arqios,
Motes of glittering dust encased in batter and peppered with the aroma of rain served up on a salver of delicious poetry. I was salivating in the reading. A great poem.
Wishing you much happiness,
Tony,
November 2nd, 2026 08:54
last search
Paul Bell said:
This is why, fish and chips shops, bakeries, coffee houses exist.
We walk by and we\'re drawn in.
Then at some point that aroma returns, and it doesn\'t matter what the weather, you need that fix.
November 2nd, 2026 07:00
Paul Bell said:
This is why, fish and chips shops, bakeries, coffee houses exist.
We walk by and we\'re drawn in.
Then at some point that aroma returns, and it doesn\'t matter what the weather, you need that fix.
November 2nd, 2026 07:00
last search
sorenbarrett said:
If one looks closely the steam from the kettle smells of petrichor. We all go thirsty from time to time licking at the mear smell of vapor. Nicely written my friend, hope it rains soon.
November 2nd, 2026 04:30
sorenbarrett said:
If one looks closely the steam from the kettle smells of petrichor. We all go thirsty from time to time licking at the mear smell of vapor. Nicely written my friend, hope it rains soon.
November 2nd, 2026 04:30
it never showed
Kevin Hulme said:
It\'s the Small things in life that we perform everyday that make up our lifes. In the Meantime: Time flows on .
November 1st, 2026 19:45
Kevin Hulme said:
It\'s the Small things in life that we perform everyday that make up our lifes. In the Meantime: Time flows on .
November 1st, 2026 19:45
it never showed
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Oof, arqios. I know that struggle intimately. Sometimes just getting the groceries and making it through the day feels like an accomplishment, even when nobody else notices anything unusual. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
November 1st, 2026 19:02
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Oof, arqios. I know that struggle intimately. Sometimes just getting the groceries and making it through the day feels like an accomplishment, even when nobody else notices anything unusual. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
November 1st, 2026 19:02
it never showed
Friendship said:
Nicely done. Your poem explores the theme of instability and the struggle for control in daily life.
November 1st, 2026 13:07
Friendship said:
Nicely done. Your poem explores the theme of instability and the struggle for control in daily life.
November 1st, 2026 13:07
it never showed
orchidee said:
Yes, and I been trying to collect water in this sieve for 4 hours now! Why don\'t I try collecting it in me hands?! lol.
November 1st, 2026 10:57
orchidee said:
Yes, and I been trying to collect water in this sieve for 4 hours now! Why don\'t I try collecting it in me hands?! lol.
November 1st, 2026 10:57
it never showed
sorenbarrett said:
I may be missing a far deeper meaning to this Cryptic but the first thing that came to mind was psychological not metaphorical. Maybe because having been a psychologist all these years has frozen my mind into this area. The instability held in place being pushed out of consciousness over rides complete instability under the surface (interesting that \"Beneath the day\'s footing--- a small body of water\" I thought of sweat from the stress cleverly worded as if in double meaning it ran down under one\'s feet or under the footing itself). This picture of one on the edge of loosing it. And how does one keep it still below the surface and stable by diversion into small tasks of repairing cracks in the building (errands) so that the real problem never needs to be addressed This keeps the hands from shaking or from others seeing it if it is there. Nicely done my friend
November 1st, 2026 10:00
sorenbarrett said:
I may be missing a far deeper meaning to this Cryptic but the first thing that came to mind was psychological not metaphorical. Maybe because having been a psychologist all these years has frozen my mind into this area. The instability held in place being pushed out of consciousness over rides complete instability under the surface (interesting that \"Beneath the day\'s footing--- a small body of water\" I thought of sweat from the stress cleverly worded as if in double meaning it ran down under one\'s feet or under the footing itself). This picture of one on the edge of loosing it. And how does one keep it still below the surface and stable by diversion into small tasks of repairing cracks in the building (errands) so that the real problem never needs to be addressed This keeps the hands from shaking or from others seeing it if it is there. Nicely done my friend
November 1st, 2026 10:00
it never showed
Thomas W Case said:
There’s a quietly unsettling portrait here of someone moving through ordinary responsibilities while the ground beneath their inner life keeps shifting, and the contrast between the outward steadiness of errands and the private effort of holding things together gives the poem its tension. “each list a small task / to steady the shake / that never shows in the hands” is the keeper for me, because it captures the invisible labor of appearing composed when even the simplest routines have become a way of keeping oneself from coming apart.
November 1st, 2026 09:18
Thomas W Case said:
There’s a quietly unsettling portrait here of someone moving through ordinary responsibilities while the ground beneath their inner life keeps shifting, and the contrast between the outward steadiness of errands and the private effort of holding things together gives the poem its tension. “each list a small task / to steady the shake / that never shows in the hands” is the keeper for me, because it captures the invisible labor of appearing composed when even the simplest routines have become a way of keeping oneself from coming apart.
November 1st, 2026 09:18
the melding of roads
Kevin Hulme said:
We are but the Sum of all we know and Known.
Good Write.
October 31st, 2026 19:19
Kevin Hulme said:
We are but the Sum of all we know and Known.
Good Write.
October 31st, 2026 19:19
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