Comments received on poems by arqios



hello poetry
sorenbarrett said:

Poetic thoughts put to ink. I find may a poem breaks in through a closed window or door forgotten unlocked to find it sitting on my bed or in my shower. Startling me out of what would be a quiet day and ordering me to the laptop. Seldom do they come whole but in handicapped form, some without feet, body or heart. A wonderful write my friend.

November 17th, 2025 10:53

hello poetry
Thomas W Case said:

This is like fine wine. Brilliant.

November 17th, 2025 09:49

hello poetry
Paul Bell said:

It sure does, and when it\'s down and the page is a picture, all is good.
It\'s when you\'re in company and the thoughts come through, what do you do.


November 17th, 2025 06:35

hello poetry
orchidee said:

A fine write A. it\'s my saying again \'I never knew there was so much to (x), but I know now!\' and in this case \'x\' being \'writing a poem!\' Glad you rustled those pages and got your quill out to write. Quill? Well, I am millions of years old, with Goldfinch too, so I say. heehee. He won\'t be insulted by saying we\'re both very old.

November 17th, 2025 05:35

in the kitchen drawer
Goldfinch60 said:

Cheers and good health to you Rik, mine is a Rioja.

Andy

November 17th, 2025 02:18

in the kitchen drawer
orchidee said:

A corking good write A.

November 16th, 2025 12:03

in the kitchen drawer
Paul Bell said:

It may start with the corkscrew, but that\'s only the beginning of the sensual journey the couple hopefully take.
Now, is it red or white.

November 16th, 2025 09:58

in the kitchen drawer
sorenbarrett said:

Inviting and alive this poem in its literal sense brings anticipation to the tongue. But I in my constant wandering metaphor mind sense another perfume and aroma. This very well might be a very sensuous and even sexual poem of seduction and coitus but I think it could also be more. The tool of penetration of a corked bottle that holds treasure in the body of a mind. To extract the cork it must be not direct but convoluted twisting its way in opening the mind to the vintage of years and giving air to its vintage, allowing it to be partaken by those around it. Sorry Cryptic for such a twisted view of a cork screw.

November 16th, 2025 06:51

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Goldfinch60 said:

Very emotive words Rik showing the differences in our lives but I am sure the way we are goingn will lead to good times.

Andy

November 16th, 2025 02:48

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Bella Shepard said:

You describe in wonderful detail the toll that the ravages of time gradually take upon the human body and mind. Poignant and perfect!

November 15th, 2025 11:56

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orchidee said:

Good write A.

November 15th, 2025 11:55

unhinged
NafisaSB said:

More to live for too- don’t forget that the future is waiting with open arms - there is always something interesting and compelling about each day that dawns

November 15th, 2025 11:06

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Tristan Robert Lange said:

Arqios, the whole piece breathes like someone moving through exile inside their own mind…your imagery carries a soft grief that lingers long after the read. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

November 15th, 2025 08:09

random inaccess
sorenbarrett said:

In some ways existential a realization of deterioration in body and mind. Time takes its toll. Well done my friend

November 15th, 2025 06:38

signals
Goldfinch60 said:

But many times it is dialed Rik.

Andy.

November 15th, 2025 02:29

signals
Tristan Robert Lange said:

My friend, the whole piece hangs on that fragile line between hope and hesitation…the door ajar, the pocketed promise, the dial tone stretching thin. It’s tender, human, and painfully true. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

November 14th, 2025 14:43

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Paul Bell said:

I think we\'ve all done it, stared at the phone wondering, hoping it rings, rehearsing the words that never get said.
It\'s a mad couple world of, should I, I will, but what if. This is why Bars were invented.

November 14th, 2025 11:05

signals
orchidee said:

Good write A. Yes, I know a number never dialled - I got cut orf! lol.

November 14th, 2025 08:29

signals
Jerry Reynolds said:

A fine write, arqios. Oh boy, have I victimized myself with not connecting.

November 14th, 2025 07:36

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Doggerel Dave said:

Hope but ambivalence too; complexity all artfully melded, Rik.

November 14th, 2025 06:35

signals
Michael Edwards said:

Read it twice and will return - super write arqios.

November 14th, 2025 06:14

signals
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) said:

great write, I like the sense of may or may not call

November 14th, 2025 06:02

signals
sorenbarrett said:

There is such a sad tone to this poem an offer made a call not connected. The message is clear but there is static on the line. Well expressed that feeling between friends and acquaintances. Wistful, longing a connection not to be made

November 14th, 2025 05:56

unhinged
Goldfinch60 said:

May those messages never stop coming Rik.

Andy

November 14th, 2025 02:19

unhinged
Kevin Hulme said:

Maybe we should 86 the 67. Don\'t do Social media; so had to look it up. A fine Poem.

November 13th, 2025 19:37

unhinged
Tristan Robert Lange said:

Unhinged? Who? Me? 🤪 My friend, this feels like a scroll breathing…identity, time, and message looping into a quiet chant. You made the in-between its own terrain. Love this lots. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

November 13th, 2025 15:16

unhinged
orchidee said:

Thought you was writing about me there - unhinged - in my behaviour towards KP. lol.

November 13th, 2025 14:41

unhinged
Neilton said:

A combination of poetry and social media trends.Very interesting!!

November 13th, 2025 12:29

unhinged
sorenbarrett said:

Branded by age Not sure if this was the intent but I see each of us as that parchment or page that curls with age and unrolls each day with words that march and fade. That pause or hinge is a time of reflection or change. A lovely write of reflection on the passing of time in each life.

November 13th, 2025 06:26

star black out
Goldfinch60 said:

That memory will always be with us Rik.

Andy

November 13th, 2025 02:14



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