world on mute
sorenbarrett said:

Solitude clears the space around us allowing us to see more clearly, to breath more deeply, to hear more profoundly not just without but within. With no threats no barriers are needed, no obstructions of our view no buffers to our hearing. A lovely write Cryptic

July 25th, 2026 06:14

on forgetting
Kevin Hulme said:

Sometimes a Word or Name just pops in your head and you think: \'Wheres that come from\'.
Then you remember it was something from your Childhood. Or someone.
Good Write.

July 25th, 2026 03:38

on forgetting
Mutley Ravishes said:

Beautifully put, Arqios! Your poem is so forgettable, no, I mean unforgettable. Nice song you wrote there!

July 24th, 2026 19:52

on forgetting
Doggerel Dave said:

Forgetting/remembering; the whole process(s) is problematic from the get-go. I have always had trouble here – one of many deficits I’ve contended with for a lifetime. Agreed, it hasn’t got better, but I can’t remember if it has got worse…

July 24th, 2026 16:14

on forgetting
sorenbarrett said:

Entropy of the mind a constant force it erodes and changes perceptions for the better or worse. Those canyons worn channel water of thought cutting deeper gorges below cliffs of hard sediment rock of prejudice layers of past perceptions. Particles of truth carried and buried under the silt of time. of A wonderful piece Cryptic that speaks to the distortion that happens in the mind. Loved it

July 24th, 2026 06:03

daze
RSM0812 said:

Very secriptive in few words yet creates a beautiful and calm scene in the imagination. Nice job.

July 24th, 2026 05:08

daze
Tristan Robert Lange said:

My friend, this is absolutely beautiful. The stillness feels deeply restorative...a brief sanctuary from everything clamoring beyond it. Wonderful work, Arqios! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

July 23rd, 2026 08:33

daze
sorenbarrett said:

Sol invictus the sun god of our ancestors Ra Frasier\'s golden bough to which we bow where as Muslim to the east disguised in Mohamud\'s tomb and Meca or the Mason\'s four directions. Nature itself bows to the east awaiting the sun\'s raise. Clever title daze as in days Well done my friend.

July 23rd, 2026 05:41

in the shallow trench of your stride
arqios said:

Thanks Kevin, it does feel that the whole poem hangs on that single line. 🙏🕊️

July 22nd, 2026 19:52

in the shallow trench of your stride
orchidee said:

Good write A.

July 22nd, 2026 12:29

in the shallow trench of your stride
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) said:

a most beautiful piece and a fav

July 22nd, 2026 05:57

until the cosmos speaks
Tristan Robert Lange said:

Arqios, this is absolutely mesmerizing. Creativity becomes something immense and almost unbearable here…a universe demanding release through the fragile limits of the human mind. Brilliant work, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

July 21st, 2026 20:19

until the cosmos speaks
Kevin Hulme said:

If the Aspirins don\'t work on a Headache, I have a Pistol on standby.🤕 Unusual to compare a Headache to the Universe. But the Brain as this vast System of Stars and Galaxies. I can see your point. Well Written Poem.
Also when Typing the word Poem, does anyone keep typing Piem all the time. Drives me Mad . Now where\'s that Pistol?.

July 21st, 2026 18:56

until the cosmos speaks
Thomas W Case said:

A headache becomes a universe here, pain transformed into something strangely beautiful.
The poet’s curse and gift collide—too many stars burning inside one small human skull.

July 21st, 2026 08:12

until the cosmos speaks
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) said:

a fine write my friend, pulsating lines

July 21st, 2026 05:19