Comments received on poems by arqios
veil of the known
David Wakeling said:
Wow this is special. Reading this I am transported to the river ,t he city and nature. Interestingly the author is chooses not to participate. because as it says a t the end some things are left untold.I really enjoyed this. A very introspective piece.
June 15th, 2025 04:20
David Wakeling said:
Wow this is special. Reading this I am transported to the river ,t he city and nature. Interestingly the author is chooses not to participate. because as it says a t the end some things are left untold.I really enjoyed this. A very introspective piece.
June 15th, 2025 04:20
a lad\'s cards
Poetic Licence said:
Lovely nostalgia, not only were they competitive and fun but very educational and still going strong today, I sense this is also a bit more than card\'s, what we might lose today maybe we can get back tomorrow, enjoyed the read
June 15th, 2025 02:44
Poetic Licence said:
Lovely nostalgia, not only were they competitive and fun but very educational and still going strong today, I sense this is also a bit more than card\'s, what we might lose today maybe we can get back tomorrow, enjoyed the read
June 15th, 2025 02:44
a lad\'s cards
David Wakeling said:
A fascinating collection and a wonderful trip down nostalgia avenue.I had cards when I was a kid they were the Australian animals.I particularly liked the Boobook owl.This is a great poem.Took me to happy places beyond.
June 14th, 2025 19:32
David Wakeling said:
A fascinating collection and a wonderful trip down nostalgia avenue.I had cards when I was a kid they were the Australian animals.I particularly liked the Boobook owl.This is a great poem.Took me to happy places beyond.
June 14th, 2025 19:32
a lad\'s cards
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Wow! Sentimental, nostalgic...a great metaphor...and prophetic (when we look at Trump\'s array of tanks and dictator\'s dreams...sorry, I\'m stuck living here in the Umbrella States of Aggression...pardon me...USA 🤷‍♂️) all at the same time. Wonderful job on this, my friend! A fave for sure! 🌹👏
June 14th, 2025 17:36
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Wow! Sentimental, nostalgic...a great metaphor...and prophetic (when we look at Trump\'s array of tanks and dictator\'s dreams...sorry, I\'m stuck living here in the Umbrella States of Aggression...pardon me...USA 🤷‍♂️) all at the same time. Wonderful job on this, my friend! A fave for sure! 🌹👏
June 14th, 2025 17:36
a lad\'s cards
Doggerel Dave said:
Facinating. I never knew. In my day (I mean kiddie day) and inherited from my Dad were cigarette cards (cough cough). But although there were games derived for those not interested in collecting, this was for the conkers, marbles and knucklebones (don\'t remember what we called it - five stones?) off season.
Your game sounds very war/competitive for boys. Thanks for this slice of social history.
June 14th, 2025 17:24
Doggerel Dave said:
Facinating. I never knew. In my day (I mean kiddie day) and inherited from my Dad were cigarette cards (cough cough). But although there were games derived for those not interested in collecting, this was for the conkers, marbles and knucklebones (don\'t remember what we called it - five stones?) off season.
Your game sounds very war/competitive for boys. Thanks for this slice of social history.
June 14th, 2025 17:24
the poet’s barren tale
Tony Grannell said:
The unslaked thirst for a poem - the clink of empty cups, a hollow toast, indeed and yet this fine, fine poem squeezed out of the drought to quench the reader\'s desire for, as I\'ve said, a fine, fine poem. ... and now to stock the, \'Pub With No Beer\' - I could do with a pint - Slainte Mhath!
I trust you are in fine fettle,
Tony.
June 14th, 2025 16:26
Tony Grannell said:
The unslaked thirst for a poem - the clink of empty cups, a hollow toast, indeed and yet this fine, fine poem squeezed out of the drought to quench the reader\'s desire for, as I\'ve said, a fine, fine poem. ... and now to stock the, \'Pub With No Beer\' - I could do with a pint - Slainte Mhath!
I trust you are in fine fettle,
Tony.
June 14th, 2025 16:26
a lad\'s cards
sorenbarrett said:
I sense not only a nostalgic story from the past but a metaphor as well in a world where every move is a gamble and win or loose we get up the next day to try to win back what we lost. A lovely write that brings back memories. A fave
June 14th, 2025 15:53
sorenbarrett said:
I sense not only a nostalgic story from the past but a metaphor as well in a world where every move is a gamble and win or loose we get up the next day to try to win back what we lost. A lovely write that brings back memories. A fave
June 14th, 2025 15:53
a lad\'s cards
arqios said:
A weekend sentimental journey… top trump cards where a real thing among senior primary and middle schoolers way back when.
June 14th, 2025 15:32
arqios said:
A weekend sentimental journey… top trump cards where a real thing among senior primary and middle schoolers way back when.
June 14th, 2025 15:32
the poet’s barren tale
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Wonderful write. Speaks to me of writer\'s block among other things. Of course it could mean far more than that. That was just what hit me initially. And, writer\'s block very much is like a bar with no beer, an oasis with no water, a marriage with no love. Wonderful write! 🌹👏 You and I appeared to disappear and reappear on our poetry feeds at the same exact time! You didn\'t happen to go to Disney World, did you? 🤣
June 14th, 2025 08:10
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Wonderful write. Speaks to me of writer\'s block among other things. Of course it could mean far more than that. That was just what hit me initially. And, writer\'s block very much is like a bar with no beer, an oasis with no water, a marriage with no love. Wonderful write! 🌹👏 You and I appeared to disappear and reappear on our poetry feeds at the same exact time! You didn\'t happen to go to Disney World, did you? 🤣
June 14th, 2025 08:10
the poet’s barren tale
Goldfinch60 said:
But your poem got server arqios,m well done.
Andy
June 14th, 2025 01:23
Goldfinch60 said:
But your poem got server arqios,m well done.
Andy
June 14th, 2025 01:23
the poet’s barren tale
Soman Ragavan said:
Notice the words : “wordless flame, empty cups, unsated, shrugged, muse unspoken. “There’s no story here,” drought-struck desert, grasping shadows, never served.”
All these point to an experience common to poets : mental block. A moment or period in time when your inspiration deserts you. You feel helpless, clueless. You struggle to produce, to invent, to compose. But the words and ideas do not come through. The most impactful writings spring from exceptional inspiration. And inspiration is beyond conscious control. It just happens to you. When it does, you must seize it and make the most of it. Not for your own sake, but for the sake of humanity, for whom we write really.
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June 13th, 2025 19:56
Soman Ragavan said:
Notice the words : “wordless flame, empty cups, unsated, shrugged, muse unspoken. “There’s no story here,” drought-struck desert, grasping shadows, never served.”
All these point to an experience common to poets : mental block. A moment or period in time when your inspiration deserts you. You feel helpless, clueless. You struggle to produce, to invent, to compose. But the words and ideas do not come through. The most impactful writings spring from exceptional inspiration. And inspiration is beyond conscious control. It just happens to you. When it does, you must seize it and make the most of it. Not for your own sake, but for the sake of humanity, for whom we write really.
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June 13th, 2025 19:56
the poet’s barren tale
arqios said:
Welcome back to my poetry (feed); this little one being in part inspired by the song: “Pub With No Beer.” Hope you enjoy “clink”
June 13th, 2025 19:43
arqios said:
Welcome back to my poetry (feed); this little one being in part inspired by the song: “Pub With No Beer.” Hope you enjoy “clink”
June 13th, 2025 19:43
ancient roots
Tony Grannell said:
You have woven this poem as the reader\'s mind is woven into its etherial form as if to become one with the poetry of these ancient roots. The true sign of a great poet. Outstanding.
Kind regards,
Tony.
June 13th, 2025 12:20
Tony Grannell said:
You have woven this poem as the reader\'s mind is woven into its etherial form as if to become one with the poetry of these ancient roots. The true sign of a great poet. Outstanding.
Kind regards,
Tony.
June 13th, 2025 12:20
ancient roots
Goldfinch60 said:
Those ancient roots have brought us to where we are now arqios.
Andy
June 6th, 2025 01:47
Goldfinch60 said:
Those ancient roots have brought us to where we are now arqios.
Andy
June 6th, 2025 01:47
ancient roots
Kevin Hulme said:
Yes , Trees are something you never tire of.
I Love when it\'s Windy and the Branches wave, and there\'s that Wonderful Sound like Waves breaking on a Shore. Good one.
June 5th, 2025 12:04
Kevin Hulme said:
Yes , Trees are something you never tire of.
I Love when it\'s Windy and the Branches wave, and there\'s that Wonderful Sound like Waves breaking on a Shore. Good one.
June 5th, 2025 12:04
ancient roots
Damaso said:
Wow, what a delight to read this text. Thank you so much! Regards
June 5th, 2025 09:15
Damaso said:
Wow, what a delight to read this text. Thank you so much! Regards
June 5th, 2025 09:15
ancient roots
Poetic Licence said:
A lovely write of an essential part of our planet and our existance, I dont know the name of the style/lay out of the write, but I like it, enjoyed the read
June 5th, 2025 04:48
Poetic Licence said:
A lovely write of an essential part of our planet and our existance, I dont know the name of the style/lay out of the write, but I like it, enjoyed the read
June 5th, 2025 04:48
ancient roots
sorenbarrett said:
The rhyme, meter, image, metaphor, all these not sure what more but there is something special about this poem that grabs me and for that unidentifiable element that identifies all great poems from the normal this gets a fave.
June 5th, 2025 04:27
sorenbarrett said:
The rhyme, meter, image, metaphor, all these not sure what more but there is something special about this poem that grabs me and for that unidentifiable element that identifies all great poems from the normal this gets a fave.
June 5th, 2025 04:27
ancient roots
David Wakeling said:
This is quite a beautiful tribute to the humble tree.Trees really are God\'s master piece.Well done mi amigo. I really enjoyed reading
June 5th, 2025 04:14
David Wakeling said:
This is quite a beautiful tribute to the humble tree.Trees really are God\'s master piece.Well done mi amigo. I really enjoyed reading
June 5th, 2025 04:14
the wind speaks
Goldfinch60 said:
Fine words arqios.
Andy
https://youtu.be/ByqYEzugleE?si=8M0KGNd3frOP9kM-
June 5th, 2025 01:28
Goldfinch60 said:
Fine words arqios.
Andy
https://youtu.be/ByqYEzugleE?si=8M0KGNd3frOP9kM-
June 5th, 2025 01:28
the wind speaks
Mottakeenur Rehman said:
Your poem flows like the wind itself—ethereal and haunting. The repetition weaves a hypnotic rhythm, mirroring the fleeting nature of memory and time. Beautifully melancholic and deeply resonant.
June 4th, 2025 11:35
Mottakeenur Rehman said:
Your poem flows like the wind itself—ethereal and haunting. The repetition weaves a hypnotic rhythm, mirroring the fleeting nature of memory and time. Beautifully melancholic and deeply resonant.
June 4th, 2025 11:35
the wind speaks
Soman Ragavan said:
We are led by the wind, carried by the wind, swept off our feet by the wind, forced into others\' lives by the wind, and in the end we are Gone With The Wind. For how long will our poems remain here ? Will they too not be gone some day ?... Thus, what will remain ? Bodies are turned to ashes in cremations, buried ones turn to dust, even bones. So, what remains ? Literary creations remain, for one thing. \"A book is the only immortality.\" From : Sam Phillips : “3000 Proverbs.” New Delhi : Goodwill Publishing House, c 2017. Full acknowledgements are made here to the author/s, publishers and rights-holders. ---Soman Ragavan.
June 4th, 2025 05:22
Soman Ragavan said:
We are led by the wind, carried by the wind, swept off our feet by the wind, forced into others\' lives by the wind, and in the end we are Gone With The Wind. For how long will our poems remain here ? Will they too not be gone some day ?... Thus, what will remain ? Bodies are turned to ashes in cremations, buried ones turn to dust, even bones. So, what remains ? Literary creations remain, for one thing. \"A book is the only immortality.\" From : Sam Phillips : “3000 Proverbs.” New Delhi : Goodwill Publishing House, c 2017. Full acknowledgements are made here to the author/s, publishers and rights-holders. ---Soman Ragavan.
June 4th, 2025 05:22
the wind speaks
David Wakeling said:
There is a sense here of the power of communing and communicating with nature.The wind in particular.For me there seems a deep desire to find meaning beyond what we see in the mirror. The past is not able to supply meaning but the present has the Wind and it speaks. A wonderful existential journey..I really enjoyed reading
June 4th, 2025 04:23
David Wakeling said:
There is a sense here of the power of communing and communicating with nature.The wind in particular.For me there seems a deep desire to find meaning beyond what we see in the mirror. The past is not able to supply meaning but the present has the Wind and it speaks. A wonderful existential journey..I really enjoyed reading
June 4th, 2025 04:23
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