Comments received on poems by arqios
soul-trained
Friendship said:
Well-written, your poem centers on the experience of leaving a space that has been a source of comfort and routine. It reflects on the rituals that accompany departure, the sense of stillness that prevails, and the emotional resonance of familiar places and interactions.
March 27th, 2026 19:25
Friendship said:
Well-written, your poem centers on the experience of leaving a space that has been a source of comfort and routine. It reflects on the rituals that accompany departure, the sense of stillness that prevails, and the emotional resonance of familiar places and interactions.
March 27th, 2026 19:25
soul-trained
Doggerel Dave said:
A solidly constructed account of unvarying routine. It’s the show, Just as Hard Quiz has this consistent as steel (or should that be brass?) framework. Still a journey going on there.
March 27th, 2026 14:33
Doggerel Dave said:
A solidly constructed account of unvarying routine. It’s the show, Just as Hard Quiz has this consistent as steel (or should that be brass?) framework. Still a journey going on there.
March 27th, 2026 14:33
soul-trained
orchidee said:
Well, if it\'s over some poets heads, it must be over mine too. when will I use my brain cells fully? I got 4 now! lol.
March 27th, 2026 09:56
orchidee said:
Well, if it\'s over some poets heads, it must be over mine too. when will I use my brain cells fully? I got 4 now! lol.
March 27th, 2026 09:56
soul-trained
Tristan Robert Lange said:
arqios, this holds space in a way that feels real… the repetition, the closing words, the movement back into the world. It captures how something ordinary can quietly carry meaning. Strong piece, dearest friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
March 27th, 2026 09:34
Tristan Robert Lange said:
arqios, this holds space in a way that feels real… the repetition, the closing words, the movement back into the world. It captures how something ordinary can quietly carry meaning. Strong piece, dearest friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
March 27th, 2026 09:34
soul-trained
Katie B. said:
It\'s lovely but over my head as well. Would like to be able to decipher.
March 27th, 2026 07:54
Katie B. said:
It\'s lovely but over my head as well. Would like to be able to decipher.
March 27th, 2026 07:54
soul-trained
Mutley Ravishes said:
I loved this, even though it went right over my head. I had to read Soren`s comment to get some idea of what you are saying. You`re on another level, Arqios.
March 27th, 2026 07:20
Mutley Ravishes said:
I loved this, even though it went right over my head. I had to read Soren`s comment to get some idea of what you are saying. You`re on another level, Arqios.
March 27th, 2026 07:20
soul-trained
sorenbarrett said:
Cryptic again unsure of the intended interpretation I have to follow the feeling in reading it. It to me is a metaphor of death and the passing of life\'s show, that when over we are faced with the glow of a light left on behind us and a steady voice behind as we leave our possessions behind. It is gentle not forcing but allowing one to pass. The parting words of one wishing love, peace and soul. The lines \"the house paused, waiting to see which way you’d go\" to me refers to the traditional view of heaven or hell but may well be taken as any path. Here the end as the set goes black and the last lines of the cold railing like a cold body is set against the the rattle (death rattle) of the metal gate as nature settles back into place. So final and cold but peaceful as well. Masterful my friend
March 27th, 2026 05:22
sorenbarrett said:
Cryptic again unsure of the intended interpretation I have to follow the feeling in reading it. It to me is a metaphor of death and the passing of life\'s show, that when over we are faced with the glow of a light left on behind us and a steady voice behind as we leave our possessions behind. It is gentle not forcing but allowing one to pass. The parting words of one wishing love, peace and soul. The lines \"the house paused, waiting to see which way you’d go\" to me refers to the traditional view of heaven or hell but may well be taken as any path. Here the end as the set goes black and the last lines of the cold railing like a cold body is set against the the rattle (death rattle) of the metal gate as nature settles back into place. So final and cold but peaceful as well. Masterful my friend
March 27th, 2026 05:22
wilderness kills
Goldfinch60 said:
May those bowls always be filled with love and peace Rik.
Andy
March 27th, 2026 01:56
Goldfinch60 said:
May those bowls always be filled with love and peace Rik.
Andy
March 27th, 2026 01:56
wilderness kills
Kevin Hulme said:
Not with what they crave, but what will hold them. So much within that line . A lesson for life .
March 26th, 2026 20:17
Kevin Hulme said:
Not with what they crave, but what will hold them. So much within that line . A lesson for life .
March 26th, 2026 20:17
wilderness kills
Tristan Robert Lange said:
arqios, the line “not with what they crave, / but with what will hold them” is the core… it shifts everything from desire to necessity. That distinction carries the whole poem. Well done, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
March 26th, 2026 11:32
Tristan Robert Lange said:
arqios, the line “not with what they crave, / but with what will hold them” is the core… it shifts everything from desire to necessity. That distinction carries the whole poem. Well done, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
March 26th, 2026 11:32
wilderness kills
sorenbarrett said:
Nature day to day the mundane becomes life and life with all its unfairness but wonders and plenty a lovely poem Cryptic
March 26th, 2026 07:11
sorenbarrett said:
Nature day to day the mundane becomes life and life with all its unfairness but wonders and plenty a lovely poem Cryptic
March 26th, 2026 07:11
unsigned horizon
Kevin Hulme said:
Very descriptive as usual. I keep seeing the Mississippi through this.
March 25th, 2026 19:51
Kevin Hulme said:
Very descriptive as usual. I keep seeing the Mississippi through this.
March 25th, 2026 19:51
unsigned horizon
Doggerel Dave said:
Great word painting. Can imagine this on my wall (sorry - if I had a space!) I enjoyed the texture and feel.
March 25th, 2026 18:04
Doggerel Dave said:
Great word painting. Can imagine this on my wall (sorry - if I had a space!) I enjoyed the texture and feel.
March 25th, 2026 18:04
unsigned horizon
orchidee said:
Doh! How can I think deeper and unravel cryptic-ness with only me 3 - maybe 4 now - brain cells?! heehee. Good write A.
March 25th, 2026 11:45
orchidee said:
Doh! How can I think deeper and unravel cryptic-ness with only me 3 - maybe 4 now - brain cells?! heehee. Good write A.
March 25th, 2026 11:45
unsigned horizon
Tristan Robert Lange said:
arqios, this builds with restraint…nothing forced, everything held in tension. The unsigned horizon, the refusal to be pulled toward shore, the pressure to choose…all of it gathers without breaking. And that gold behind the grey carries it through…ending not in resolution, but in endurance…“steady enough to keep / the raft in one piece.” Strong, steady work, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
March 25th, 2026 10:50
Tristan Robert Lange said:
arqios, this builds with restraint…nothing forced, everything held in tension. The unsigned horizon, the refusal to be pulled toward shore, the pressure to choose…all of it gathers without breaking. And that gold behind the grey carries it through…ending not in resolution, but in endurance…“steady enough to keep / the raft in one piece.” Strong, steady work, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
March 25th, 2026 10:50
unsigned horizon
sorenbarrett said:
Cryptic your poems are growing deeper and deeper. Here the horizon is unsigned indeed and gray. That gray hazy line that holds the meaning of something beyond but not visible from where one stands. I take the raft to be us afloat, our own inward force holding it together and no way to affix line or rope to draw us ashore. The next stanza speaks of the rigid view, a wall and we must learn to breath underwater creating hope in the form of counter currents to keep us alive. That lighthouse from shore meets no gaps in this wall of rigidity. It is the hope behind the clouds that gives us enough to keep ourselves together. That\'s my take but that too may be a wall of clouds that does not allow me to see the true light behind.
March 25th, 2026 05:56
sorenbarrett said:
Cryptic your poems are growing deeper and deeper. Here the horizon is unsigned indeed and gray. That gray hazy line that holds the meaning of something beyond but not visible from where one stands. I take the raft to be us afloat, our own inward force holding it together and no way to affix line or rope to draw us ashore. The next stanza speaks of the rigid view, a wall and we must learn to breath underwater creating hope in the form of counter currents to keep us alive. That lighthouse from shore meets no gaps in this wall of rigidity. It is the hope behind the clouds that gives us enough to keep ourselves together. That\'s my take but that too may be a wall of clouds that does not allow me to see the true light behind.
March 25th, 2026 05:56
hallway split
Goldfinch60 said:
Such differences are always with us Rik but they can come together in time and life will be fine.
Andy
March 25th, 2026 02:46
Goldfinch60 said:
Such differences are always with us Rik but they can come together in time and life will be fine.
Andy
March 25th, 2026 02:46
hallway split
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, this carries a quiet but intense divide…one pulling away, one pushing deeper in. “The floor holds steady” and that sense of the room being built for this moment really bring it together. It’s tension held, not resolved, and that’s what makes it land. Beautifully done. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
March 24th, 2026 08:50
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, this carries a quiet but intense divide…one pulling away, one pushing deeper in. “The floor holds steady” and that sense of the room being built for this moment really bring it together. It’s tension held, not resolved, and that’s what makes it land. Beautifully done. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
March 24th, 2026 08:50
hallway split
sorenbarrett said:
Dualities in everything. Here the dissonance can be heard even in the music. We all are made up of such. Lovely write Cryptic
March 24th, 2026 07:29
sorenbarrett said:
Dualities in everything. Here the dissonance can be heard even in the music. We all are made up of such. Lovely write Cryptic
March 24th, 2026 07:29
nightwalk
Goldfinch60 said:
Such a sad poem Rik, I do hope all became well again.
Andy
March 24th, 2026 02:15
Goldfinch60 said:
Such a sad poem Rik, I do hope all became well again.
Andy
March 24th, 2026 02:15
nightwalk
🐤s.zaynab.kamoonpuri🌷🐦😽 said:
A deep cut poem , eloquent in abstract metaphor woah! Kudos!
Plz also read and comment my newest poem too
March 23rd, 2026 12:10
🐤s.zaynab.kamoonpuri🌷🐦😽 said:
A deep cut poem , eloquent in abstract metaphor woah! Kudos!
Plz also read and comment my newest poem too
March 23rd, 2026 12:10
nightwalk
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, “the Devil he danced with was himself” really stands out for me. It reframes everything…turning the conflict inward in a way that lands hard. Well done, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
March 23rd, 2026 09:26
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, “the Devil he danced with was himself” really stands out for me. It reframes everything…turning the conflict inward in a way that lands hard. Well done, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
March 23rd, 2026 09:26
nightwalk
sorenbarrett said:
Cryptic I love the subtle rhyme of this piece on each final line of the stanza and its darkness is felt in the words and images where one wrestles with one\'s own conscience in despair. Well written my friend and powerful a fave
March 23rd, 2026 05:54
sorenbarrett said:
Cryptic I love the subtle rhyme of this piece on each final line of the stanza and its darkness is felt in the words and images where one wrestles with one\'s own conscience in despair. Well written my friend and powerful a fave
March 23rd, 2026 05:54
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