Comments received on poems by arqios
but words keep rising...
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Arqios, this is a quiet masterpiece…self-erasure turned confession. The spacing, the strikethroughs, the echo, the futility....all rendered with surgical precision and heart. You let silence speak.Brilliantly done. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 15th, 2025 13:42
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Arqios, this is a quiet masterpiece…self-erasure turned confession. The spacing, the strikethroughs, the echo, the futility....all rendered with surgical precision and heart. You let silence speak.Brilliantly done. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 15th, 2025 13:42
but words keep rising...
Bella Shepard said:
A place of plaguing thoughts, words always in the background, echoing, a feeling of unease that can never quite be quelled. This poem in its simplicity speaks volumes. So done my friend!
October 15th, 2025 12:43
Bella Shepard said:
A place of plaguing thoughts, words always in the background, echoing, a feeling of unease that can never quite be quelled. This poem in its simplicity speaks volumes. So done my friend!
October 15th, 2025 12:43
but words keep rising...
orchidee said:
Now we gotta argue over whether to strike-through once, still being able to view the word; or strike-through several times so that a word is annihilated! lol.
October 15th, 2025 10:15
orchidee said:
Now we gotta argue over whether to strike-through once, still being able to view the word; or strike-through several times so that a word is annihilated! lol.
October 15th, 2025 10:15
but words keep rising...
sorenbarrett said:
Can a word be taken back once uttered, a thought retracted from the mind once thought, a printed line erased or painted over? The door is open, the bird has flown and now to gather it back? Does a line through a word extract its meaning or draw attention to it? A line under intended notice given but a line through more notice still rooted in our rebellious and obstinate curious nature of wonder. Who wrote it and who struck it through? Nicely done Cryptic
October 15th, 2025 06:39
sorenbarrett said:
Can a word be taken back once uttered, a thought retracted from the mind once thought, a printed line erased or painted over? The door is open, the bird has flown and now to gather it back? Does a line through a word extract its meaning or draw attention to it? A line under intended notice given but a line through more notice still rooted in our rebellious and obstinate curious nature of wonder. Who wrote it and who struck it through? Nicely done Cryptic
October 15th, 2025 06:39
the wonder of self-emptying
NafisaSB said:
yes, if you empty a place, you are in fact making space for another to enter and fill the void
well explained
October 14th, 2025 23:46
NafisaSB said:
yes, if you empty a place, you are in fact making space for another to enter and fill the void
well explained
October 14th, 2025 23:46
_ underscore _
sorenbarrett said:
To me when I see an underscore it jumps out screaming \"read me\" it glows with importance. It says there is something to be noted here. Am I amiss? This contradiction in quiet for what I see loud, what is half said I see as fully noted, the subtle to me as if bold print. Is there a message in this too a poem not finished indeed. Loved this one cryptic puzzle as if it was all underscored.
October 14th, 2025 08:50
sorenbarrett said:
To me when I see an underscore it jumps out screaming \"read me\" it glows with importance. It says there is something to be noted here. Am I amiss? This contradiction in quiet for what I see loud, what is half said I see as fully noted, the subtle to me as if bold print. Is there a message in this too a poem not finished indeed. Loved this one cryptic puzzle as if it was all underscored.
October 14th, 2025 08:50
_ underscore _
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Arqios, this is breathtaking craftsmanship____the underscore____as symbol, seam, and silence all at once. It’s linguistic choreography…restraint elevated to revelation. Stunning, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 14th, 2025 08:22
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Arqios, this is breathtaking craftsmanship____the underscore____as symbol, seam, and silence all at once. It’s linguistic choreography…restraint elevated to revelation. Stunning, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 14th, 2025 08:22
_ underscore _
orchidee said:
__Good__write__A__. Notice the use of the underscore there. lol. I\'m in debate with a poet over ellipses. Should it be two dots (..) or three dots (...)? It\'s a matter of major importance - we shouldn\'t be wasting dots, if two dots is the correct format. lol.__ __ __ __ No need to go mad over underscores, though it\'s probably the highlight of your week, Fido says to me! lol.
October 14th, 2025 08:11
orchidee said:
__Good__write__A__. Notice the use of the underscore there. lol. I\'m in debate with a poet over ellipses. Should it be two dots (..) or three dots (...)? It\'s a matter of major importance - we shouldn\'t be wasting dots, if two dots is the correct format. lol.__ __ __ __ No need to go mad over underscores, though it\'s probably the highlight of your week, Fido says to me! lol.
October 14th, 2025 08:11
gather your fragments
Bella Shepard said:
\"gather up the fragments that remain, that nothing be lost\", a reminder that we are stewards of this world, that nothing be wasted or squandered, for all that we are fortunate enough to have is precious. A beautiful lesson, told beautifully in this exquisite poem. Everything to love here!
October 13th, 2025 11:33
Bella Shepard said:
\"gather up the fragments that remain, that nothing be lost\", a reminder that we are stewards of this world, that nothing be wasted or squandered, for all that we are fortunate enough to have is precious. A beautiful lesson, told beautifully in this exquisite poem. Everything to love here!
October 13th, 2025 11:33
gather your fragments
orchidee said:
Good write A. Some spiritual things here too - cues for more hymn-poems from me? Yes, as long as I don\'t sing/screech \'em, they say! lol.
October 13th, 2025 10:26
orchidee said:
Good write A. Some spiritual things here too - cues for more hymn-poems from me? Yes, as long as I don\'t sing/screech \'em, they say! lol.
October 13th, 2025 10:26
gather your fragments
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Friend, this is sacred in its quiet…a prayer stitched in fragments. The tenderness of “crumbs becoming abundance” stopped me cold. Hope and loss braided perfectly. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 13th, 2025 09:42
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Friend, this is sacred in its quiet…a prayer stitched in fragments. The tenderness of “crumbs becoming abundance” stopped me cold. Hope and loss braided perfectly. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 13th, 2025 09:42
gather your fragments
sorenbarrett said:
Matthew 10:29-31, which states: \"Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them falls to the ground apart from your Father\'s will.\" comes to mind. A wonderful write Cryptic that speaks of the importance of everything and how they are linked to nature\'s memory in that one thing can not happen without affecting something else. Loved it
October 13th, 2025 07:23
sorenbarrett said:
Matthew 10:29-31, which states: \"Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them falls to the ground apart from your Father\'s will.\" comes to mind. A wonderful write Cryptic that speaks of the importance of everything and how they are linked to nature\'s memory in that one thing can not happen without affecting something else. Loved it
October 13th, 2025 07:23
skylight morning
Goldfinch60 said:
Wonderful words Rik, yes that light will always return in our lives.
October 13th, 2025 00:59
Goldfinch60 said:
Wonderful words Rik, yes that light will always return in our lives.
October 13th, 2025 00:59
skylight morning
rebellion_in_sanity said:
Just loved it. Of course it had be a fave too. Please do keep writing like this more and more
October 12th, 2025 07:54
rebellion_in_sanity said:
Just loved it. Of course it had be a fave too. Please do keep writing like this more and more
October 12th, 2025 07:54
skylight morning
sorenbarrett said:
Another lovely write Cryptic. I love your metaphors they weave an allegory simple to understand. This one speaks to me of nature\'s language that we in our arrogance overlook and pretend not to understand. The simplicity of nature ignored feeling somehow we are superior and only the hidden and enigmatic is worthy of our exploration.
October 12th, 2025 06:16
sorenbarrett said:
Another lovely write Cryptic. I love your metaphors they weave an allegory simple to understand. This one speaks to me of nature\'s language that we in our arrogance overlook and pretend not to understand. The simplicity of nature ignored feeling somehow we are superior and only the hidden and enigmatic is worthy of our exploration.
October 12th, 2025 06:16
thoughts on world homeless day (October 10)
Goldfinch60 said:
Very emotive words Rik, nobody should be homeless.
Andy
October 12th, 2025 01:11
Goldfinch60 said:
Very emotive words Rik, nobody should be homeless.
Andy
October 12th, 2025 01:11
thoughts on world homeless day (October 10)
Doggerel Dave said:
The above have beaten me to the draw. Experienced (past tense) both homelessness and loneliness - soul destroying conditions which are so ably sketched in your piece, Rik.
October 11th, 2025 16:08
Doggerel Dave said:
The above have beaten me to the draw. Experienced (past tense) both homelessness and loneliness - soul destroying conditions which are so ably sketched in your piece, Rik.
October 11th, 2025 16:08
thoughts on world homeless day (October 10)
orchidee said:
Good write A. I said to KP \'Dunno why you feel like you are homeless; I put carpet in your kennel; what more do ya want?! \' lol.
October 11th, 2025 13:06
orchidee said:
Good write A. I said to KP \'Dunno why you feel like you are homeless; I put carpet in your kennel; what more do ya want?! \' lol.
October 11th, 2025 13:06
thoughts on world homeless day (October 10)
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Honestly, on of my faves of yours. My friend, this is haunting and humane...the kind of poem that breathes empathy. From diesel nights to marble emptiness, you’ve written what it truly means to survive and still seek warmth. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛ Fantastic poem!
October 11th, 2025 08:30
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Honestly, on of my faves of yours. My friend, this is haunting and humane...the kind of poem that breathes empathy. From diesel nights to marble emptiness, you’ve written what it truly means to survive and still seek warmth. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛ Fantastic poem!
October 11th, 2025 08:30
the wonder of self-emptying
NafisaSB said:
yes, emptying is making space for something else, which may be bigger, better and ore beneficial too
October 11th, 2025 06:36
NafisaSB said:
yes, emptying is making space for something else, which may be bigger, better and ore beneficial too
October 11th, 2025 06:36
a hearth gone cold
NafisaSB said:
a sad story - told well - nowadays the blaze is more in the battlefields than at home - the hearth is indeed cold, and so are the hearts - and all that remains are memories
October 11th, 2025 06:34
NafisaSB said:
a sad story - told well - nowadays the blaze is more in the battlefields than at home - the hearth is indeed cold, and so are the hearts - and all that remains are memories
October 11th, 2025 06:34
thoughts on world homeless day (October 10)
Paul Bell said:
Indoors or outdoors, they both have their challenges, if you\'re alone.
No one lives on the streets by choice, and anyone in today\'s climate can probably testify to that.
I think in this poem you\'re alluding to breakup, and that\'s another lonely journey.
October 11th, 2025 06:05
Paul Bell said:
Indoors or outdoors, they both have their challenges, if you\'re alone.
No one lives on the streets by choice, and anyone in today\'s climate can probably testify to that.
I think in this poem you\'re alluding to breakup, and that\'s another lonely journey.
October 11th, 2025 06:05
thoughts on world homeless day (October 10)
sorenbarrett said:
This poem speaks with words that echo off barren walls, it touches cold stone hearts and shivers in a lonely night of abandon. It gathers a thin blanket of self around a shivering body and aches from bone against hard ground. I can hear the wind of loneliness whistling through dark allies of memory looking in on lit windows of the past. It is stark and empty with no destination and the hopeless resolve to live one moment to the next. A nicely crafted piece Cryptic
October 11th, 2025 05:17
sorenbarrett said:
This poem speaks with words that echo off barren walls, it touches cold stone hearts and shivers in a lonely night of abandon. It gathers a thin blanket of self around a shivering body and aches from bone against hard ground. I can hear the wind of loneliness whistling through dark allies of memory looking in on lit windows of the past. It is stark and empty with no destination and the hopeless resolve to live one moment to the next. A nicely crafted piece Cryptic
October 11th, 2025 05:17
feedback reverb
Goldfinch60 said:
Silence can be so loud within one\'s mind Rik.
Andy
October 11th, 2025 01:49
Goldfinch60 said:
Silence can be so loud within one\'s mind Rik.
Andy
October 11th, 2025 01:49
feedback reverb
Poetic Licence said:
I understand the essence of this write, many of my own conversations are held in silence, my emotions and memories awaken in silence to the point that sometimes that silence becomes deafening. I enjoyed the read
October 10th, 2025 15:51
Poetic Licence said:
I understand the essence of this write, many of my own conversations are held in silence, my emotions and memories awaken in silence to the point that sometimes that silence becomes deafening. I enjoyed the read
October 10th, 2025 15:51
feedback reverb
Friendship said:
Well written, your poem explores themes of presence and absence, the passage of time, and the anticipation of renewal. It conveys a sense of stillness and reflection, capturing a moment where life seems to pause, allowing for introspection. The imagery of chairs remembering their occupants and dust rehearsing its descent suggests a connection to the past, while the notion of the air waiting hints at the possibility of something new emerging.
October 10th, 2025 14:04
Friendship said:
Well written, your poem explores themes of presence and absence, the passage of time, and the anticipation of renewal. It conveys a sense of stillness and reflection, capturing a moment where life seems to pause, allowing for introspection. The imagery of chairs remembering their occupants and dust rehearsing its descent suggests a connection to the past, while the notion of the air waiting hints at the possibility of something new emerging.
October 10th, 2025 14:04
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