Comments received on poems by arqios
from the Archives of the Sunbeam
arqios said:
Thanks for the Fave @Tristan, a lone light in dark beginnings, but still a light!
July 13th, 2025 08:25
arqios said:
Thanks for the Fave @Tristan, a lone light in dark beginnings, but still a light!
July 13th, 2025 08:25
from the Archives of the Sunbeam
Doggerel Dave said:
Nothing quite like a cat (well the one I have a sometime acquaintance with anyway) to demonstrate just being, just being without complaint fear or need, at least in that moment (the moment of the sunbeam?)
July 13th, 2025 08:19
Doggerel Dave said:
Nothing quite like a cat (well the one I have a sometime acquaintance with anyway) to demonstrate just being, just being without complaint fear or need, at least in that moment (the moment of the sunbeam?)
July 13th, 2025 08:19
from the Archives of the Sunbeam
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Need I say this, but this pure brilliance, arqios. You take something as simple as a sunbeam and unfold an entire philosophy of presence, memory, and grace. The way you weave pause into poetry (nice alliteration, no? 🤣) especially through the cats\' silent wisdom...is nothing short of sacred. “Affection by implication” might be one of my new favorite phrases. Beautifully, beautifully done. 🌹👏 A fave for sure.
July 13th, 2025 08:18
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Need I say this, but this pure brilliance, arqios. You take something as simple as a sunbeam and unfold an entire philosophy of presence, memory, and grace. The way you weave pause into poetry (nice alliteration, no? 🤣) especially through the cats\' silent wisdom...is nothing short of sacred. “Affection by implication” might be one of my new favorite phrases. Beautifully, beautifully done. 🌹👏 A fave for sure.
July 13th, 2025 08:18
from the Archives of the Sunbeam
arqios said:
Agreed. A day of rest and relaxation!
July 13th, 2025 07:27
arqios said:
Agreed. A day of rest and relaxation!
July 13th, 2025 07:27
from the Archives of the Sunbeam
Poetic Licence said:
A wonderful relaxing comforting write accompanied by its partner, purfect for a lazy sunday and very enjoyable read
July 13th, 2025 07:11
Poetic Licence said:
A wonderful relaxing comforting write accompanied by its partner, purfect for a lazy sunday and very enjoyable read
July 13th, 2025 07:11
from the Archives of the Sunbeam
sorenbarrett said:
A beautiful poem that unfolds as a cat does in warmth and comfort stretching and reaching flexing its meaning. It seemed very comfortable to me and I definitely enjoyed it on a lazy Sunday. Thanks for sharing Cryptic.
July 13th, 2025 04:42
sorenbarrett said:
A beautiful poem that unfolds as a cat does in warmth and comfort stretching and reaching flexing its meaning. It seemed very comfortable to me and I definitely enjoyed it on a lazy Sunday. Thanks for sharing Cryptic.
July 13th, 2025 04:42
crossings
Goldfinch60 said:
That matchbox will be filled with the love that comes to you arqios.
Andy
July 13th, 2025 01:45
Goldfinch60 said:
That matchbox will be filled with the love that comes to you arqios.
Andy
July 13th, 2025 01:45
crossings
David Wakeling said:
Wow now this is special and dare I say therapeutic poem .The the authors history in 6 stages.There is so much wisdom it is really mind blowng. It is one of the most important poems I have read for a long time.It begins It with a communication with the authors younger self and ends with an open matchbox which could be as innocent as having a cigarette or it could be as sinister as burning the house down. Either way this is an amazing poem.Well done compadre
July 12th, 2025 19:41
David Wakeling said:
Wow now this is special and dare I say therapeutic poem .The the authors history in 6 stages.There is so much wisdom it is really mind blowng. It is one of the most important poems I have read for a long time.It begins It with a communication with the authors younger self and ends with an open matchbox which could be as innocent as having a cigarette or it could be as sinister as burning the house down. Either way this is an amazing poem.Well done compadre
July 12th, 2025 19:41
unyielding eyes
Keeter C said:
And that is exactly why I prefer words over numbers. Words are elegant and can be bent, crafted and swayed. Numbers are regimental, still and rigid.
July 12th, 2025 17:32
Keeter C said:
And that is exactly why I prefer words over numbers. Words are elegant and can be bent, crafted and swayed. Numbers are regimental, still and rigid.
July 12th, 2025 17:32
unrelenting horizon
Keeter C said:
Sometimes where you land after a fall and it all that is where you take root and grow again. Was at the peak of success and toil. I feel this.
July 12th, 2025 17:21
Keeter C said:
Sometimes where you land after a fall and it all that is where you take root and grow again. Was at the peak of success and toil. I feel this.
July 12th, 2025 17:21
crossings
Bella Shepard said:
To me the stages of this poem speak beautifully of forgiveness, love, remembrance and ultimately hope. A true gem my friend!
July 12th, 2025 12:00
Bella Shepard said:
To me the stages of this poem speak beautifully of forgiveness, love, remembrance and ultimately hope. A true gem my friend!
July 12th, 2025 12:00
crossings
Poetic Licence said:
Beautifully written write, very nicely staged, I wish they had been my steps, very enjoyable read
July 12th, 2025 09:01
Poetic Licence said:
Beautifully written write, very nicely staged, I wish they had been my steps, very enjoyable read
July 12th, 2025 09:01
crossings
Tristan Robert Lange said:
This is breathtaking, dear poet and friend. Every step feels like a rite of remembering...tender, sacred, and unflinchingly honest. The layering here…name, fragment, threshold, altar...each part throbs with lived truth. That final gesture with the matchbox? Chills. If feel you and here you there. You’ve built something luminous here, my friend. 🌹👏 One of my faves of yours. Love the ritual aspect of it!
July 12th, 2025 08:24
Tristan Robert Lange said:
This is breathtaking, dear poet and friend. Every step feels like a rite of remembering...tender, sacred, and unflinchingly honest. The layering here…name, fragment, threshold, altar...each part throbs with lived truth. That final gesture with the matchbox? Chills. If feel you and here you there. You’ve built something luminous here, my friend. 🌹👏 One of my faves of yours. Love the ritual aspect of it!
July 12th, 2025 08:24
crossings
Friendship said:
Nicely done. The poem \"Crossings\" explores personal transformation, healing, and self-acceptance through a ritualistic journey. It reflects on the relationship between one\'s past and present self, emphasizing the importance of recognizing and honoring one’s experiences, struggles, and growth.
July 12th, 2025 07:06
Friendship said:
Nicely done. The poem \"Crossings\" explores personal transformation, healing, and self-acceptance through a ritualistic journey. It reflects on the relationship between one\'s past and present self, emphasizing the importance of recognizing and honoring one’s experiences, struggles, and growth.
July 12th, 2025 07:06
crossings
sorenbarrett said:
A spiritual journey, a metaphor with wings of life alighting in various places, a prism of refracted light separate colors descending to different points of focus. Perspectives from different points of view of the same entity defined by each perspective. Worshipful an ethereal and ephemeral feel to this poem as if grounded in clouds. A rainbow that in its splendor is here and gone. A most lovely write and a fave
July 12th, 2025 06:21
sorenbarrett said:
A spiritual journey, a metaphor with wings of life alighting in various places, a prism of refracted light separate colors descending to different points of focus. Perspectives from different points of view of the same entity defined by each perspective. Worshipful an ethereal and ephemeral feel to this poem as if grounded in clouds. A rainbow that in its splendor is here and gone. A most lovely write and a fave
July 12th, 2025 06:21
drive on by
Goldfinch60 said:
Fine words arqios, I would drive you home but I am a couple of miles away from you.
Andy
July 12th, 2025 01:19
Goldfinch60 said:
Fine words arqios, I would drive you home but I am a couple of miles away from you.
Andy
July 12th, 2025 01:19
drive on by
David Wakeling said:
I know the feeling here.Depending on a car is filled with trouble. They always let you down .A powerful poem with a despairing question.Very honest.
July 11th, 2025 19:22
David Wakeling said:
I know the feeling here.Depending on a car is filled with trouble. They always let you down .A powerful poem with a despairing question.Very honest.
July 11th, 2025 19:22
drive on by
Tristan Robert Lange said:
I love your form here—the bold first lines anchor each stanza like mile markers, giving the whole piece this subtle forward motion. And the closing hits especially hard…the quiet desperation of needing a way out just to survive. Stark, beautiful, and hauntingly familiar. Brilliant work, my friend. 🌹👏
July 11th, 2025 16:46
Tristan Robert Lange said:
I love your form here—the bold first lines anchor each stanza like mile markers, giving the whole piece this subtle forward motion. And the closing hits especially hard…the quiet desperation of needing a way out just to survive. Stark, beautiful, and hauntingly familiar. Brilliant work, my friend. 🌹👏
July 11th, 2025 16:46
drive on by
Bella Shepard said:
We are indeed dependent on vehicular transport in the world of today, and you describe it incredibly well. Being of a certain age I ponder the day when I will no longer be able to drive, and that\'s a scary thought. Hope that you get your wheels none too soon. Good write!
July 11th, 2025 09:17
Bella Shepard said:
We are indeed dependent on vehicular transport in the world of today, and you describe it incredibly well. Being of a certain age I ponder the day when I will no longer be able to drive, and that\'s a scary thought. Hope that you get your wheels none too soon. Good write!
July 11th, 2025 09:17
drive on by
Doggerel Dave said:
\'This country\' being of course Australia where I don\'t own a car. But for anyone outside your big cities or even in the outer suburbs four wheels are no luxury, no lifestyle choice - the motor vehicle an absolute necessity.
Problem in a nutshell (poetic nutshell) mate.
July 11th, 2025 08:11
Doggerel Dave said:
\'This country\' being of course Australia where I don\'t own a car. But for anyone outside your big cities or even in the outer suburbs four wheels are no luxury, no lifestyle choice - the motor vehicle an absolute necessity.
Problem in a nutshell (poetic nutshell) mate.
July 11th, 2025 08:11
drive on by
Poetic Licence said:
Very enjoyable read, I cant driv anymore but have great local transport, I can appreciate for some it\'s a nightmare not having a car, nicely written
July 11th, 2025 07:32
Poetic Licence said:
Very enjoyable read, I cant driv anymore but have great local transport, I can appreciate for some it\'s a nightmare not having a car, nicely written
July 11th, 2025 07:32
drive on by
Tony Grannell said:
Have wheels will travel, no money, no wheels, have feet will blister, by bus if it ever arrives. The pangs of transport in today\'s world, just to make a wage. The obstacles of life for a poor honest poet. Down to earth and spot on in four fine stanzas.
Wishing you the best of luck,
Tony.
July 11th, 2025 07:27
Tony Grannell said:
Have wheels will travel, no money, no wheels, have feet will blister, by bus if it ever arrives. The pangs of transport in today\'s world, just to make a wage. The obstacles of life for a poor honest poet. Down to earth and spot on in four fine stanzas.
Wishing you the best of luck,
Tony.
July 11th, 2025 07:27
drive on by
sorenbarrett said:
I felt this write Cryptic. I\'ve been without a ride. Thumbed when young until one time a guy didn\'t want to let me out. Finally dropped me further down the road than I was to start with. Have caught buses that came too late, ubered that emptied my pocket and sometime didn\'t show up, walked till exhausted. This poem is full of great metaphors as well that each one fit like a glove. It smelled of country vast and expansive and the poverty that I\'ve known. It was as familiar as an old pair of worn boots. A fave
July 11th, 2025 07:15
sorenbarrett said:
I felt this write Cryptic. I\'ve been without a ride. Thumbed when young until one time a guy didn\'t want to let me out. Finally dropped me further down the road than I was to start with. Have caught buses that came too late, ubered that emptied my pocket and sometime didn\'t show up, walked till exhausted. This poem is full of great metaphors as well that each one fit like a glove. It smelled of country vast and expansive and the poverty that I\'ve known. It was as familiar as an old pair of worn boots. A fave
July 11th, 2025 07:15
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