Comments received on poems by arqios
Vincent
Tom Dylan said:
A great piece, mate. Really captured the sense of walking in the artist\'s footsteps.
October 2nd, 2025 02:19
Tom Dylan said:
A great piece, mate. Really captured the sense of walking in the artist\'s footsteps.
October 2nd, 2025 02:19
sunflowers
Goldfinch60 said:
Super words Rik, Van Gogh would be proud of the,.
Andy
October 2nd, 2025 01:15
Goldfinch60 said:
Super words Rik, Van Gogh would be proud of the,.
Andy
October 2nd, 2025 01:15
sunflowers
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Arqios, this is powerful. Decapitated suns, fevered gold, prophets unspeaking…images that burn and haunt all at once. Beautifully wrought, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 1st, 2025 19:58
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Arqios, this is powerful. Decapitated suns, fevered gold, prophets unspeaking…images that burn and haunt all at once. Beautifully wrought, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 1st, 2025 19:58
sunflowers
Michael Edwards said:
Great write and those last two lines are real gems.
October 1st, 2025 06:53
Michael Edwards said:
Great write and those last two lines are real gems.
October 1st, 2025 06:53
sunflowers
sorenbarrett said:
I must say Cryptic your poems are deep waters with strong currents. Here you present such disparite images that you meld into a coherent amalgamation of meaning. I love the decapitated suns it fits so well, head of fire they are. The bringing in of rot in the vases is masterful and the addition of prophets unspeaking fits like a last piece in a puzzle completing the message. Now comes the second stanza yes indeed gold is a fever not a glory and then the line I wish I had thought of (a pollen of madness) a perfect touch with the completion of the last two lines. Your poetic virtue has grown over the years and I can only imagine what it will become. A fave without question
October 1st, 2025 05:24
sorenbarrett said:
I must say Cryptic your poems are deep waters with strong currents. Here you present such disparite images that you meld into a coherent amalgamation of meaning. I love the decapitated suns it fits so well, head of fire they are. The bringing in of rot in the vases is masterful and the addition of prophets unspeaking fits like a last piece in a puzzle completing the message. Now comes the second stanza yes indeed gold is a fever not a glory and then the line I wish I had thought of (a pollen of madness) a perfect touch with the completion of the last two lines. Your poetic virtue has grown over the years and I can only imagine what it will become. A fave without question
October 1st, 2025 05:24
parallel universe in truth
Tom Dylan said:
Bravo. A fine write. Love the lines about hope. Just brilliant, mate.
October 1st, 2025 01:58
Tom Dylan said:
Bravo. A fine write. Love the lines about hope. Just brilliant, mate.
October 1st, 2025 01:58
Vincent
Goldfinch60 said:
Fine words Rik, artworks can be an absolute treasure to see.
Andy
October 1st, 2025 01:07
Goldfinch60 said:
Fine words Rik, artworks can be an absolute treasure to see.
Andy
October 1st, 2025 01:07
28 August 2025
whats write for me said:
Bitter, but hope still lingers. Excellent prose.
September 30th, 2025 22:26
whats write for me said:
Bitter, but hope still lingers. Excellent prose.
September 30th, 2025 22:26
Vincent
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Ah. This Van Gogh makes me want to \"tip toe through the tulips\"! 🤣 Sorry, I couldn\'t resist the Tiny Tim reference. This is stunning, my friend—Vincent absent from walls but blazing in fields, tulips burning with his hand. The metaphor of time’s station pulling us away from what matters is powerful. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛ If I am reading your comment right and you are traveling to this very locale, would love to see a real life picture. Perhaps the trip will allow for such a poem/picture pairing! No pressure, though! LOL! Would love to travel to Amsterdam someday. Anywho, safe travels and wonderful poem!
September 30th, 2025 18:01
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Ah. This Van Gogh makes me want to \"tip toe through the tulips\"! 🤣 Sorry, I couldn\'t resist the Tiny Tim reference. This is stunning, my friend—Vincent absent from walls but blazing in fields, tulips burning with his hand. The metaphor of time’s station pulling us away from what matters is powerful. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛ If I am reading your comment right and you are traveling to this very locale, would love to see a real life picture. Perhaps the trip will allow for such a poem/picture pairing! No pressure, though! LOL! Would love to travel to Amsterdam someday. Anywho, safe travels and wonderful poem!
September 30th, 2025 18:01
Vincent
Friendship said:
The poem suggests a yearning for deeper experiences and a connection to beauty that is often overshadowed by time constraints and the demands of the modern world.
September 30th, 2025 08:07
Friendship said:
The poem suggests a yearning for deeper experiences and a connection to beauty that is often overshadowed by time constraints and the demands of the modern world.
September 30th, 2025 08:07
Vincent
sorenbarrett said:
Subtle yet the message caught like the accent of fine brush strokes and slight changes in color. The rush like the people around the artist too busy to see the beauty and majesty of the art, life gets in the way. Loved it Cryptic you are getting very good at planting the subtle into your poems.
September 30th, 2025 05:24
sorenbarrett said:
Subtle yet the message caught like the accent of fine brush strokes and slight changes in color. The rush like the people around the artist too busy to see the beauty and majesty of the art, life gets in the way. Loved it Cryptic you are getting very good at planting the subtle into your poems.
September 30th, 2025 05:24
parallel universe in truth
Goldfinch60 said:
There are an infinite number of parallel universes Rik that show every decision that was or was not made by all of us.
Andy
September 30th, 2025 01:01
Goldfinch60 said:
There are an infinite number of parallel universes Rik that show every decision that was or was not made by all of us.
Andy
September 30th, 2025 01:01
parallel universe in truth
Poetic Licence said:
Thank you for your contribution to the fushion
September 29th, 2025 19:39
Poetic Licence said:
Thank you for your contribution to the fushion
September 29th, 2025 19:39
parallel universe in truth
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Reading this felt like walking through ruins myself…each small step becoming its own quiet victory. You’ve captured that truth with clarity, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
September 29th, 2025 15:11
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Reading this felt like walking through ruins myself…each small step becoming its own quiet victory. You’ve captured that truth with clarity, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
September 29th, 2025 15:11
parallel universe in truth
sorenbarrett said:
Such a poem Cryptic. Like the dirt road it looks nothing special on the surface but its solid foundation and guiding way takes us onward sheltering our feet from unseen holes and keeping them dry. One step in front of the other never looking back but only forward with each step one step closer to where ever we go. It is a long journey and the destruction left behind is only a memory put out of mind as we look to the horizon. Nicely penned this poem leaves a feeling of resolution and the persistent need to move onward. Loved it a fave
September 29th, 2025 06:42
sorenbarrett said:
Such a poem Cryptic. Like the dirt road it looks nothing special on the surface but its solid foundation and guiding way takes us onward sheltering our feet from unseen holes and keeping them dry. One step in front of the other never looking back but only forward with each step one step closer to where ever we go. It is a long journey and the destruction left behind is only a memory put out of mind as we look to the horizon. Nicely penned this poem leaves a feeling of resolution and the persistent need to move onward. Loved it a fave
September 29th, 2025 06:42
graduated cylinder
Goldfinch60 said:
That memory is always rising Rik.
Andy
September 29th, 2025 01:09
Goldfinch60 said:
That memory is always rising Rik.
Andy
September 29th, 2025 01:09
graduated cylinder
Tristan Robert Lange said:
This is quiet brilliance, Arqios…memory aching in drops, silence calibrated in longing, the meniscus caught between holding and release. A piece that lingers in its restraint. Beautifully done, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
September 28th, 2025 16:24
Tristan Robert Lange said:
This is quiet brilliance, Arqios…memory aching in drops, silence calibrated in longing, the meniscus caught between holding and release. A piece that lingers in its restraint. Beautifully done, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
September 28th, 2025 16:24
graduated cylinder
orchidee said:
Since when did I figure out any triple entendres, as Soren has?! Sharpen up some literary skills, Fido advises me. lol.
September 28th, 2025 13:04
orchidee said:
Since when did I figure out any triple entendres, as Soren has?! Sharpen up some literary skills, Fido advises me. lol.
September 28th, 2025 13:04
residue map
Fína Elara 🌙 Petra Patrice said:
Using laboratory glassware and residue as a metaphor for memory, experience, and lasting impact is innovative and poignant. Lines like “Even the silence left a watermark” are particularly striking. Nicely written.
September 28th, 2025 12:28
Fína Elara 🌙 Petra Patrice said:
Using laboratory glassware and residue as a metaphor for memory, experience, and lasting impact is innovative and poignant. Lines like “Even the silence left a watermark” are particularly striking. Nicely written.
September 28th, 2025 12:28
graduated cylinder
Fína Elara 🌙 Petra Patrice said:
This is a stunning, precise, and reflective poem, both delicate and intellectually vivid. Nicely written.
September 28th, 2025 12:25
Fína Elara 🌙 Petra Patrice said:
This is a stunning, precise, and reflective poem, both delicate and intellectually vivid. Nicely written.
September 28th, 2025 12:25
rusted edges, burning gears
Fína Elara 🌙 Petra Patrice said:
This is both chilling and captivating; the poem grips from start to finish. Lovely write ✍️ ✨
September 28th, 2025 12:21
Fína Elara 🌙 Petra Patrice said:
This is both chilling and captivating; the poem grips from start to finish. Lovely write ✍️ ✨
September 28th, 2025 12:21
between the hours
Fína Elara 🌙 Petra Patrice said:
So peaceful and meditative; each detail feels alive yet calm.
September 28th, 2025 12:14
Fína Elara 🌙 Petra Patrice said:
So peaceful and meditative; each detail feels alive yet calm.
September 28th, 2025 12:14
graduated cylinder
sorenbarrett said:
Cryptic this poem is not as clear as that vial but shows a couple of possibilities, one haunted feelings of age and its deterioration. In this meniscus cleverly used in a triple entendre. and falling weight as in sagging flesh of age. The other may be the sad and nostalgic loss and looking back on a past relationship and its aged outcome. In either case there is a sense of melancholy there. Well done Cryptic
September 28th, 2025 03:41
sorenbarrett said:
Cryptic this poem is not as clear as that vial but shows a couple of possibilities, one haunted feelings of age and its deterioration. In this meniscus cleverly used in a triple entendre. and falling weight as in sagging flesh of age. The other may be the sad and nostalgic loss and looking back on a past relationship and its aged outcome. In either case there is a sense of melancholy there. Well done Cryptic
September 28th, 2025 03:41
graduated cylinder
orchidee said:
Fido asks me (in a nice way): \'I suppose you didn\'t get any of the cryptic meanings of this poem - as usual?!\'
September 28th, 2025 02:05
orchidee said:
Fido asks me (in a nice way): \'I suppose you didn\'t get any of the cryptic meanings of this poem - as usual?!\'
September 28th, 2025 02:05
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