Comments received on poems by arqios
another done
orchidee said:
One reaches for the stinging bottle - the graze on the knee at school, etc. Good write A.
February 25th, 2026 10:10
orchidee said:
One reaches for the stinging bottle - the graze on the knee at school, etc. Good write A.
February 25th, 2026 10:10
another done
sorenbarrett said:
Memories pour from that bottle that likewise stain and sting. Yet the day is still not over and mom still appears shaking the bottle. A wonderful poem of nostalgia that paints the mind with the past. A fave my friend
February 25th, 2026 05:54
sorenbarrett said:
Memories pour from that bottle that likewise stain and sting. Yet the day is still not over and mom still appears shaking the bottle. A wonderful poem of nostalgia that paints the mind with the past. A fave my friend
February 25th, 2026 05:54
another done
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) said:
a good write, brought back my childhood memories
February 25th, 2026 05:23
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) said:
a good write, brought back my childhood memories
February 25th, 2026 05:23
Elegy for Francis Thompson
Tristan Robert Lange said:
arqios, what works most is the arc. From fragile beginnings to artistic struggle to literary kinship and final peace. “In death, your voice shall never cease” closes it with faith and permanence. It’s a tribute shaped with devotion and care. Beautiful job on this, my friend.🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
February 24th, 2026 10:04
Tristan Robert Lange said:
arqios, what works most is the arc. From fragile beginnings to artistic struggle to literary kinship and final peace. “In death, your voice shall never cease” closes it with faith and permanence. It’s a tribute shaped with devotion and care. Beautiful job on this, my friend.🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
February 24th, 2026 10:04
Elegy for Francis Thompson
Thomas W Case said:
Your tribute hums with reverence, carrying both grief and awe—Francis’ life etched in rhythm and shadow.
Each stanza a lantern, lighting the dark corners of a troubled genius, and leaving his echo to linger.
February 24th, 2026 08:35
Thomas W Case said:
Your tribute hums with reverence, carrying both grief and awe—Francis’ life etched in rhythm and shadow.
Each stanza a lantern, lighting the dark corners of a troubled genius, and leaving his echo to linger.
February 24th, 2026 08:35
Elegy for Francis Thompson
sorenbarrett said:
Beautiful and touching this poem with good rhyme and meter is a wonderful elegy for a poet of yesteryear with diverse background from seminary of Catholic school and medical training found his place in poetry. With a prostitute as a savior he wrote his most famous poem as God as a hound of heaven relentlessly pursuing souls to bring them back. Well done Cryptic a fave
February 24th, 2026 07:03
sorenbarrett said:
Beautiful and touching this poem with good rhyme and meter is a wonderful elegy for a poet of yesteryear with diverse background from seminary of Catholic school and medical training found his place in poetry. With a prostitute as a savior he wrote his most famous poem as God as a hound of heaven relentlessly pursuing souls to bring them back. Well done Cryptic a fave
February 24th, 2026 07:03
alone
NafisaSB said:
memories of people who lass through our lives as witnessed by the silent wooden beams - brings back thoughts of people who have been in our life , and sometimes left an imprint....
February 24th, 2026 00:33
NafisaSB said:
memories of people who lass through our lives as witnessed by the silent wooden beams - brings back thoughts of people who have been in our life , and sometimes left an imprint....
February 24th, 2026 00:33
she that rides with the wind
Doggerel Dave said:
You have captured the almost subconscious personification of certain winds I feel sometimes. Definitely.
February 23rd, 2026 17:41
Doggerel Dave said:
You have captured the almost subconscious personification of certain winds I feel sometimes. Definitely.
February 23rd, 2026 17:41
she that rides with the wind
Paul Bell said:
A cold wind is a blowing.
Usually the metaphor for the Monday morning train cancellation tanoy announcement.
February 23rd, 2026 12:22
Paul Bell said:
A cold wind is a blowing.
Usually the metaphor for the Monday morning train cancellation tanoy announcement.
February 23rd, 2026 12:22
she that rides with the wind
orchidee said:
\'She\' sounds like KP! heehee. Good write A.
February 23rd, 2026 12:17
orchidee said:
\'She\' sounds like KP! heehee. Good write A.
February 23rd, 2026 12:17
she that rides with the wind
Tristan Robert Lange said:
arqios, this carries a cold edge from the first line. The mood settles in fast…bleak, wind-cut, unsettled. It feels elemental and haunting. Very powerful, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
February 23rd, 2026 10:15
Tristan Robert Lange said:
arqios, this carries a cold edge from the first line. The mood settles in fast…bleak, wind-cut, unsettled. It feels elemental and haunting. Very powerful, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
February 23rd, 2026 10:15
two eras in one land
Tristan Robert Lange said:
arqios, what I admire most here is the composure. Austen’s posture, Thompson’s weight…you let them stand side by side without collapsing them into each other. “Not braided” is the perfect choice. Each era keeps its own light, its own burden. It’s thoughtful and beautifully restrained, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
February 23rd, 2026 09:53
Tristan Robert Lange said:
arqios, what I admire most here is the composure. Austen’s posture, Thompson’s weight…you let them stand side by side without collapsing them into each other. “Not braided” is the perfect choice. Each era keeps its own light, its own burden. It’s thoughtful and beautifully restrained, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
February 23rd, 2026 09:53
she that rides with the wind
sorenbarrett said:
At first reading this made me think of the wind itself but upon seeing the part that said a breeze creates I wondered and then seeing the collections title it makes more sense to think of a broadcast. Bad news travels fast, faster than the wind. Yes it does whistle and disrupts the night. A haunting poem my friend.
February 23rd, 2026 07:05
sorenbarrett said:
At first reading this made me think of the wind itself but upon seeing the part that said a breeze creates I wondered and then seeing the collections title it makes more sense to think of a broadcast. Bad news travels fast, faster than the wind. Yes it does whistle and disrupts the night. A haunting poem my friend.
February 23rd, 2026 07:05
two eras in one land
Goldfinch60 said:
We all carry home our own thoughts and reasons Rik.
Andy
February 23rd, 2026 02:00
Goldfinch60 said:
We all carry home our own thoughts and reasons Rik.
Andy
February 23rd, 2026 02:00
two eras in one land
Kevin Hulme said:
It\'s Jane Austen meets Conan Doyle.
Enjoyed.
February 22nd, 2026 20:45
Kevin Hulme said:
It\'s Jane Austen meets Conan Doyle.
Enjoyed.
February 22nd, 2026 20:45
two eras in one land
sorenbarrett said:
Multileveled Cryptic architecture and literature metaphors for life styles and views different eras and perspectives. Jane Austin, Victoria Thompson two very different authors in different eras. Cleverly interwoven several threads that make one fabric in this poem. Very nice Cryptic this has to be a fave for the most skillful weaving here
February 22nd, 2026 07:30
sorenbarrett said:
Multileveled Cryptic architecture and literature metaphors for life styles and views different eras and perspectives. Jane Austin, Victoria Thompson two very different authors in different eras. Cleverly interwoven several threads that make one fabric in this poem. Very nice Cryptic this has to be a fave for the most skillful weaving here
February 22nd, 2026 07:30
an unveiling
Goldfinch60 said:
May that path always be filled with truth Rik.
Andy
February 22nd, 2026 02:52
Goldfinch60 said:
May that path always be filled with truth Rik.
Andy
February 22nd, 2026 02:52
an unveiling
Tristan Robert Lange said:
arqios, this reads like a manifesto for clarity. “Truth is a tree, its roots entwine” gives the piece its grounding… and when you end with “Guides us through, and is our stay,” it feels like you’ve drawn a clean line in the sand. Simplicity as strength. Calm, deliberate, assured. Well done, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
February 21st, 2026 10:58
Tristan Robert Lange said:
arqios, this reads like a manifesto for clarity. “Truth is a tree, its roots entwine” gives the piece its grounding… and when you end with “Guides us through, and is our stay,” it feels like you’ve drawn a clean line in the sand. Simplicity as strength. Calm, deliberate, assured. Well done, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
February 21st, 2026 10:58
an unveiling
sorenbarrett said:
Lovely and clear this poem speaks of truth which I take to be emotions felt not just word written. A wonderful piece my friend
February 21st, 2026 09:09
sorenbarrett said:
Lovely and clear this poem speaks of truth which I take to be emotions felt not just word written. A wonderful piece my friend
February 21st, 2026 09:09
Letters from the Sanctuary
Tristan Robert Lange said:
4️⃣ Fusion
My friend, this balances wit and weight in a really satisfying way. The layered voices, the slow tightening tension, and the final declaration of autonomy all work together. It’s playful on the surface but serious at its core…freedom chosen, not granted. Strong work. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
February 20th, 2026 01:20
Tristan Robert Lange said:
4️⃣ Fusion
My friend, this balances wit and weight in a really satisfying way. The layered voices, the slow tightening tension, and the final declaration of autonomy all work together. It’s playful on the surface but serious at its core…freedom chosen, not granted. Strong work. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
February 20th, 2026 01:20
Letters from the Sanctuary
Doggerel Dave said:
\'Obviously\'? Was it easier to write then? (Hoped they would make it.)
February 19th, 2026 20:23
Doggerel Dave said:
\'Obviously\'? Was it easier to write then? (Hoped they would make it.)
February 19th, 2026 20:23
Letters from the Sanctuary
sorenbarrett said:
Visions of George Orwell and Animal Farm. A lovely metaphor where freedom is pursued and where the innocent must run. Today there are no sanctuaries and the new world is as dangerous as the old. Well written my friend.
February 19th, 2026 05:53
sorenbarrett said:
Visions of George Orwell and Animal Farm. A lovely metaphor where freedom is pursued and where the innocent must run. Today there are no sanctuaries and the new world is as dangerous as the old. Well written my friend.
February 19th, 2026 05:53
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