Comments received on poems by arqios
cartography of echoes
sorenbarrett said:
A wonderful toast to another great poetic soul. Well written this poem sparked an old fear or rather concern. When poems were paper chained fire their greatest enemy today digital and screen based a simple solar flare could take out all.
December 30th, 2025 05:13
sorenbarrett said:
A wonderful toast to another great poetic soul. Well written this poem sparked an old fear or rather concern. When poems were paper chained fire their greatest enemy today digital and screen based a simple solar flare could take out all.
December 30th, 2025 05:13
endurings
Kevin Hulme said:
Lichen always reminds me of Gravestones ; as in Stanza 6. Good Write.
December 29th, 2025 21:27
Kevin Hulme said:
Lichen always reminds me of Gravestones ; as in Stanza 6. Good Write.
December 29th, 2025 21:27
endurings
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, this settles into the body slowly. It’s patient, restrained, and deeply attentive. Nothing rushes, nothing explains itself…and that quiet confidence makes it powerful. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
December 29th, 2025 15:01
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, this settles into the body slowly. It’s patient, restrained, and deeply attentive. Nothing rushes, nothing explains itself…and that quiet confidence makes it powerful. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
December 29th, 2025 15:01
endurings
orchidee said:
I endured to the end of this good write, which is more than I can say for some over-long poems on here! lol.
December 29th, 2025 10:40
orchidee said:
I endured to the end of this good write, which is more than I can say for some over-long poems on here! lol.
December 29th, 2025 10:40
endurings
Friendship said:
I enjoy this poem very much. Your poem uses natural imagery to convey the emotional weight of grief, the inevitability of change, and the ways in which life continues despite sorrow. It juxtaposes elements of nature with personal reflection, emphasizing how both are interconnected.
December 29th, 2025 08:58
Friendship said:
I enjoy this poem very much. Your poem uses natural imagery to convey the emotional weight of grief, the inevitability of change, and the ways in which life continues despite sorrow. It juxtaposes elements of nature with personal reflection, emphasizing how both are interconnected.
December 29th, 2025 08:58
endurings
sorenbarrett said:
This poem ingeniously weaves seemingly unconnected pieces together into a breathless work. There are several lines that I loved parts 2 and 4 were particularly stunning. \"clouds bleed quiet\" is a wonderful line. For one that understands this poem is not only botanical but a metaphor as well and one that people would do well to understand. A masterful work Cryptic my congratulations
December 29th, 2025 06:06
sorenbarrett said:
This poem ingeniously weaves seemingly unconnected pieces together into a breathless work. There are several lines that I loved parts 2 and 4 were particularly stunning. \"clouds bleed quiet\" is a wonderful line. For one that understands this poem is not only botanical but a metaphor as well and one that people would do well to understand. A masterful work Cryptic my congratulations
December 29th, 2025 06:06
the bridge at dusk
Goldfinch60 said:
Wonderful words Rik, problems can often be solved by meeting with one another an a bridge.
Andy
December 29th, 2025 02:51
Goldfinch60 said:
Wonderful words Rik, problems can often be solved by meeting with one another an a bridge.
Andy
December 29th, 2025 02:51
the bridge at dusk
orchidee said:
Good write A. That you on that bridge there? Can\'t see a lot - bit dusky! lol.
December 28th, 2025 10:41
orchidee said:
Good write A. That you on that bridge there? Can\'t see a lot - bit dusky! lol.
December 28th, 2025 10:41
the bridge at dusk
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, what patient, weathered, and deeply human write! The grit in the dialogue, the wind as witness, the refusal to offer a tidy moral…all of it trusts the reader. Walking in the same direction again without ceremony feels like the truest ending possible. Beautiful work. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
December 28th, 2025 08:05
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, what patient, weathered, and deeply human write! The grit in the dialogue, the wind as witness, the refusal to offer a tidy moral…all of it trusts the reader. Walking in the same direction again without ceremony feels like the truest ending possible. Beautiful work. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
December 28th, 2025 08:05
the bridge at dusk
sorenbarrett said:
Eloquent writing here my friend. Poetry indeed saying without saying, knowing without being told, surrender under the flag of pride where war is avoided and both emerge victor\'s in their own mind. A fave
December 28th, 2025 06:48
sorenbarrett said:
Eloquent writing here my friend. Poetry indeed saying without saying, knowing without being told, surrender under the flag of pride where war is avoided and both emerge victor\'s in their own mind. A fave
December 28th, 2025 06:48
Pancras Pancakes
Goldfinch60 said:
St Pancras here I come for the Pancakes Rik.
Andy
December 28th, 2025 02:48
Goldfinch60 said:
St Pancras here I come for the Pancakes Rik.
Andy
December 28th, 2025 02:48
winterspeak
cellinic said:
Very deep poem with well-founded poetic arguments) best wishes,
December 28th, 2025 02:06
cellinic said:
Very deep poem with well-founded poetic arguments) best wishes,
December 28th, 2025 02:06
Pancras Pancakes
Kevin Hulme said:
200 years ago last September; the very first Passenger Train pulled out of my home town -Shildon- on its way to Darlington then Stockton.
\'The Locomotion\' built by George Stephenson.
I often walk along the Path by the original route which is still used. Whenever I see a Train anywhere in the World I think : It all started right here. Enjoyed your Poam. To think St Pancras was to be Demolished until John Betjeman stepped in.
December 27th, 2025 20:33
Kevin Hulme said:
200 years ago last September; the very first Passenger Train pulled out of my home town -Shildon- on its way to Darlington then Stockton.
\'The Locomotion\' built by George Stephenson.
I often walk along the Path by the original route which is still used. Whenever I see a Train anywhere in the World I think : It all started right here. Enjoyed your Poam. To think St Pancras was to be Demolished until John Betjeman stepped in.
December 27th, 2025 20:33
way into warmth
Thomas W Case said:
This is quiet encouragement done right—small human gestures carrying real power. The image of winter softening feels earned, not forced, and the warmth arrives naturally through play rather than insistence.
December 27th, 2025 18:05
Thomas W Case said:
This is quiet encouragement done right—small human gestures carrying real power. The image of winter softening feels earned, not forced, and the warmth arrives naturally through play rather than insistence.
December 27th, 2025 18:05
Pancras Pancakes
orchidee said:
Did ya pop over to us in the UK via Eurostar train?! (St Pancras). I will pop over to see ya. I\'m checking if the No.7 bus here goes to Australia. lol.
December 27th, 2025 14:42
orchidee said:
Did ya pop over to us in the UK via Eurostar train?! (St Pancras). I will pop over to see ya. I\'m checking if the No.7 bus here goes to Australia. lol.
December 27th, 2025 14:42
Pancras Pancakes
Tristan Robert Lange said:
arqios, this is clever without being clever-for-its-own-sake. You let place, sound, and appetite mingle until the poem becomes both linguistic play and sensory experience. It’s light on its feet, attentive, and quietly joyful. Loved it, dearest friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
December 27th, 2025 10:12
Tristan Robert Lange said:
arqios, this is clever without being clever-for-its-own-sake. You let place, sound, and appetite mingle until the poem becomes both linguistic play and sensory experience. It’s light on its feet, attentive, and quietly joyful. Loved it, dearest friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
December 27th, 2025 10:12
Pancras Pancakes
sorenbarrett said:
A strange pairing. A she wolf that adopts a child. Romulus and Remus legendary founders of Rome, Here the mere near homophone easily distorted takes one down two paths one of rails and another of flesh and blood, the rails carry the flesh and blood that created it. In this poem the station and train are personified breathing and lifting the other sends travelers too through ducts and vessels in a body. A related image where mixed like batter they become pancakes. Such a strange mixture in mistaken ingredients in words as well as materials that often make a mistaken item. Excuse my rambling mind Cryptic it too mistakes the meaning in words and poem and comes up with pancakes
December 27th, 2025 08:02
sorenbarrett said:
A strange pairing. A she wolf that adopts a child. Romulus and Remus legendary founders of Rome, Here the mere near homophone easily distorted takes one down two paths one of rails and another of flesh and blood, the rails carry the flesh and blood that created it. In this poem the station and train are personified breathing and lifting the other sends travelers too through ducts and vessels in a body. A related image where mixed like batter they become pancakes. Such a strange mixture in mistaken ingredients in words as well as materials that often make a mistaken item. Excuse my rambling mind Cryptic it too mistakes the meaning in words and poem and comes up with pancakes
December 27th, 2025 08:02
wintergreen
Kevin Hulme said:
I always await the first Daffodils of Spring.
Amazing to think of the Animals in Hibernation now waiting for Next years Springtime.
Well Said.
December 26th, 2025 19:45
Kevin Hulme said:
I always await the first Daffodils of Spring.
Amazing to think of the Animals in Hibernation now waiting for Next years Springtime.
Well Said.
December 26th, 2025 19:45
wintergreen
Tristan Robert Lange said:
I love this and, being that I know you are currently in your summer time, I love how you provide home to us northern hemisphere folks. Honestly, your thoughtfulness makes me think it tis the Northern Hemispher that is walk sideways and upside down, just saying. 🤣 Wonderful write, my friend! I needed to be reminded of evergreen as a blast of the white stuff heads our way in a little while! Much appreciated! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
December 26th, 2025 10:31
Tristan Robert Lange said:
I love this and, being that I know you are currently in your summer time, I love how you provide home to us northern hemisphere folks. Honestly, your thoughtfulness makes me think it tis the Northern Hemispher that is walk sideways and upside down, just saying. 🤣 Wonderful write, my friend! I needed to be reminded of evergreen as a blast of the white stuff heads our way in a little while! Much appreciated! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
December 26th, 2025 10:31
wintergreen
orchidee said:
Good write A. But you is in Summer there. heehee.
December 26th, 2025 09:10
orchidee said:
Good write A. But you is in Summer there. heehee.
December 26th, 2025 09:10
wintergreen
Friendship said:
Your poem serves to remind readers of the importance of patience and the assurance that life will return after a period of stillness, encouraging a sense of hope and resilience in the face of challenges.
December 26th, 2025 08:11
Friendship said:
Your poem serves to remind readers of the importance of patience and the assurance that life will return after a period of stillness, encouraging a sense of hope and resilience in the face of challenges.
December 26th, 2025 08:11
wintergreen
PerditaRose said:
Each phrase offers a new perspective. Thoroughly enjoyed your poem. Thank you, arqios.
December 26th, 2025 06:56
PerditaRose said:
Each phrase offers a new perspective. Thoroughly enjoyed your poem. Thank you, arqios.
December 26th, 2025 06:56
wintergreen
sorenbarrett said:
Cryptic this is a beautiful dive into the metaphysical a metaphor for all life and change that breaths in its waves of respiration, its inhale and exhale and the pauses in-between that do not signal an end but merely a new beginning in the endless cycle. Brief but merely a signal of what is yet to come. This poem encapsulates in its words that pause.
December 26th, 2025 05:46
sorenbarrett said:
Cryptic this is a beautiful dive into the metaphysical a metaphor for all life and change that breaths in its waves of respiration, its inhale and exhale and the pauses in-between that do not signal an end but merely a new beginning in the endless cycle. Brief but merely a signal of what is yet to come. This poem encapsulates in its words that pause.
December 26th, 2025 05:46
way into warmth
NafisaSB said:
Maybe will start to do it today - and follow up tomorrow 🤗🤔😁😆
December 26th, 2025 04:06
NafisaSB said:
Maybe will start to do it today - and follow up tomorrow 🤗🤔😁😆
December 26th, 2025 04:06
way into warmth
orchidee said:
Good write A. But you is warm there! You told me it was 38C the other night! heehee.
Summat like -38C here in UK just now. Not quite, but feels like that anyway!
December 25th, 2025 11:13
orchidee said:
Good write A. But you is warm there! You told me it was 38C the other night! heehee.
Summat like -38C here in UK just now. Not quite, but feels like that anyway!
December 25th, 2025 11:13
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