Comments received on poems by arqios
thoughts on world homeless day (October 10)
orchidee said:
Good write A. I said to KP \'Dunno why you feel like you are homeless; I put carpet in your kennel; what more do ya want?! \' lol.
October 11th, 2025 13:06
orchidee said:
Good write A. I said to KP \'Dunno why you feel like you are homeless; I put carpet in your kennel; what more do ya want?! \' lol.
October 11th, 2025 13:06
thoughts on world homeless day (October 10)
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Honestly, on of my faves of yours. My friend, this is haunting and humane...the kind of poem that breathes empathy. From diesel nights to marble emptiness, you’ve written what it truly means to survive and still seek warmth. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛ Fantastic poem!
October 11th, 2025 08:30
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Honestly, on of my faves of yours. My friend, this is haunting and humane...the kind of poem that breathes empathy. From diesel nights to marble emptiness, you’ve written what it truly means to survive and still seek warmth. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛ Fantastic poem!
October 11th, 2025 08:30
the wonder of self-emptying
NafisaSB said:
yes, emptying is making space for something else, which may be bigger, better and ore beneficial too
October 11th, 2025 06:36
NafisaSB said:
yes, emptying is making space for something else, which may be bigger, better and ore beneficial too
October 11th, 2025 06:36
a hearth gone cold
NafisaSB said:
a sad story - told well - nowadays the blaze is more in the battlefields than at home - the hearth is indeed cold, and so are the hearts - and all that remains are memories
October 11th, 2025 06:34
NafisaSB said:
a sad story - told well - nowadays the blaze is more in the battlefields than at home - the hearth is indeed cold, and so are the hearts - and all that remains are memories
October 11th, 2025 06:34
thoughts on world homeless day (October 10)
Paul Bell said:
Indoors or outdoors, they both have their challenges, if you\'re alone.
No one lives on the streets by choice, and anyone in today\'s climate can probably testify to that.
I think in this poem you\'re alluding to breakup, and that\'s another lonely journey.
October 11th, 2025 06:05
Paul Bell said:
Indoors or outdoors, they both have their challenges, if you\'re alone.
No one lives on the streets by choice, and anyone in today\'s climate can probably testify to that.
I think in this poem you\'re alluding to breakup, and that\'s another lonely journey.
October 11th, 2025 06:05
thoughts on world homeless day (October 10)
sorenbarrett said:
This poem speaks with words that echo off barren walls, it touches cold stone hearts and shivers in a lonely night of abandon. It gathers a thin blanket of self around a shivering body and aches from bone against hard ground. I can hear the wind of loneliness whistling through dark allies of memory looking in on lit windows of the past. It is stark and empty with no destination and the hopeless resolve to live one moment to the next. A nicely crafted piece Cryptic
October 11th, 2025 05:17
sorenbarrett said:
This poem speaks with words that echo off barren walls, it touches cold stone hearts and shivers in a lonely night of abandon. It gathers a thin blanket of self around a shivering body and aches from bone against hard ground. I can hear the wind of loneliness whistling through dark allies of memory looking in on lit windows of the past. It is stark and empty with no destination and the hopeless resolve to live one moment to the next. A nicely crafted piece Cryptic
October 11th, 2025 05:17
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Goldfinch60 said:
Silence can be so loud within one\'s mind Rik.
Andy
October 11th, 2025 01:49
Goldfinch60 said:
Silence can be so loud within one\'s mind Rik.
Andy
October 11th, 2025 01:49
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Poetic Licence said:
I understand the essence of this write, many of my own conversations are held in silence, my emotions and memories awaken in silence to the point that sometimes that silence becomes deafening. I enjoyed the read
October 10th, 2025 15:51
Poetic Licence said:
I understand the essence of this write, many of my own conversations are held in silence, my emotions and memories awaken in silence to the point that sometimes that silence becomes deafening. I enjoyed the read
October 10th, 2025 15:51
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Friendship said:
Well written, your poem explores themes of presence and absence, the passage of time, and the anticipation of renewal. It conveys a sense of stillness and reflection, capturing a moment where life seems to pause, allowing for introspection. The imagery of chairs remembering their occupants and dust rehearsing its descent suggests a connection to the past, while the notion of the air waiting hints at the possibility of something new emerging.
October 10th, 2025 14:04
Friendship said:
Well written, your poem explores themes of presence and absence, the passage of time, and the anticipation of renewal. It conveys a sense of stillness and reflection, capturing a moment where life seems to pause, allowing for introspection. The imagery of chairs remembering their occupants and dust rehearsing its descent suggests a connection to the past, while the notion of the air waiting hints at the possibility of something new emerging.
October 10th, 2025 14:04
feedback reverb
sorenbarrett said:
So much said in silence not always in sound but silence of action as well that pause and frozen moment in time when all seems to stop. It is here that feeling begins and in music it says as much as does the sound itself. In this moment of thought visions, memories of past and expectations for the future rush and play an unheard symphony in the mind of expectation. Another lovely piece that I must say deserves a fave
October 10th, 2025 04:19
sorenbarrett said:
So much said in silence not always in sound but silence of action as well that pause and frozen moment in time when all seems to stop. It is here that feeling begins and in music it says as much as does the sound itself. In this moment of thought visions, memories of past and expectations for the future rush and play an unheard symphony in the mind of expectation. Another lovely piece that I must say deserves a fave
October 10th, 2025 04:19
the wonder of self-emptying
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, this is quietly transcendent…emptiness redefined as invitation. You’ve written stillness that listens. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 9th, 2025 19:59
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, this is quietly transcendent…emptiness redefined as invitation. You’ve written stillness that listens. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 9th, 2025 19:59
the wonder of self-emptying
orchidee said:
I got poured out like a cuppa tea! lol. Doh! Wasn\'t anything in my brain/mind to empty to begin with. lol.
October 9th, 2025 09:22
orchidee said:
I got poured out like a cuppa tea! lol. Doh! Wasn\'t anything in my brain/mind to empty to begin with. lol.
October 9th, 2025 09:22
the wonder of self-emptying
sorenbarrett said:
This is Buddhist roots in Taoism like. It speaks to the void and there is the importance and value of an object. It is not the pot that has utility but the space within. It is not the spoke of the wheel but the space between them. Cryptic you have made the old new in this poem and created a new dimension of it in the listening ear. In emptying the brain one makes room for what is of value. Cleaning out my garage makes room for my car. One must decide what is of greatest value to keep inside. An overstocked mind can not make room for new information even if it is the truth. A wonderful and wise write
October 9th, 2025 06:41
sorenbarrett said:
This is Buddhist roots in Taoism like. It speaks to the void and there is the importance and value of an object. It is not the pot that has utility but the space within. It is not the spoke of the wheel but the space between them. Cryptic you have made the old new in this poem and created a new dimension of it in the listening ear. In emptying the brain one makes room for what is of value. Cleaning out my garage makes room for my car. One must decide what is of greatest value to keep inside. An overstocked mind can not make room for new information even if it is the truth. A wonderful and wise write
October 9th, 2025 06:41
interlude
Goldfinch60 said:
Those blooms must be savoured Rik even if they do not last long. They show that there is good in this world.
Andy
October 9th, 2025 01:15
Goldfinch60 said:
Those blooms must be savoured Rik even if they do not last long. They show that there is good in this world.
Andy
October 9th, 2025 01:15
interlude
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, this spoke to me deeply...the way beauty insists on existing even as life returns to its noise. Beautiful job, Rik! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 8th, 2025 14:33
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, this spoke to me deeply...the way beauty insists on existing even as life returns to its noise. Beautiful job, Rik! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 8th, 2025 14:33
interlude
sorenbarrett said:
The images created in this poem grab attention to a moment in time while the introduction of color amidst decay shows the cycle and balance of life. A magnificent portrayal of entropy punctuated with the phoenix like rebirth from ashes only to fall in flames again. Very nicely done Cryptic
October 8th, 2025 05:47
sorenbarrett said:
The images created in this poem grab attention to a moment in time while the introduction of color amidst decay shows the cycle and balance of life. A magnificent portrayal of entropy punctuated with the phoenix like rebirth from ashes only to fall in flames again. Very nicely done Cryptic
October 8th, 2025 05:47
a hearth gone cold
Goldfinch60 said:
That heat and light will always come back to you Rik.
Andy
October 8th, 2025 01:07
Goldfinch60 said:
That heat and light will always come back to you Rik.
Andy
October 8th, 2025 01:07
a hearth gone cold
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, this breathes with quiet grief...the fire gone, yet its ghost still warming the stones. You’ve written the language of loss in embers and silence. Powerfully penned! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 7th, 2025 07:51
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, this breathes with quiet grief...the fire gone, yet its ghost still warming the stones. You’ve written the language of loss in embers and silence. Powerfully penned! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 7th, 2025 07:51
a hearth gone cold
sorenbarrett said:
Cryptic you have a knack of infusing deep feeling into your images. This poem in its consistency of metaphor leaves a feeling of melancholy, a sadness that builds through the poem and lingers after it is finished just as the heat lingers after the fire has gone out. A absolutely masterful write and a fave
October 7th, 2025 05:15
sorenbarrett said:
Cryptic you have a knack of infusing deep feeling into your images. This poem in its consistency of metaphor leaves a feeling of melancholy, a sadness that builds through the poem and lingers after it is finished just as the heat lingers after the fire has gone out. A absolutely masterful write and a fave
October 7th, 2025 05:15
Vincent
NafisaSB said:
it is interesting to see what inspired the painter/artist and one may or may not be able to catch the true reason it resonated though..it\'s worth thinking about
October 7th, 2025 03:09
NafisaSB said:
it is interesting to see what inspired the painter/artist and one may or may not be able to catch the true reason it resonated though..it\'s worth thinking about
October 7th, 2025 03:09
when roses were too much
RSM0812 said:
This poem reminds me of false hope. Kinda like a casino sometimes. Its fragrance was written with beauty and proffessionalism.
October 6th, 2025 20:23
RSM0812 said:
This poem reminds me of false hope. Kinda like a casino sometimes. Its fragrance was written with beauty and proffessionalism.
October 6th, 2025 20:23
contagion of kindness
RSM0812 said:
This is vivid and beautiful. Post pandemic. Im sure a lot of people can relate. I thouroughly enjoyed this read. Thank you for writing it.
October 6th, 2025 20:17
RSM0812 said:
This is vivid and beautiful. Post pandemic. Im sure a lot of people can relate. I thouroughly enjoyed this read. Thank you for writing it.
October 6th, 2025 20:17
the unfinished kiss
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, this reminds me how some moments never end…they just keep returning like tides in dreams. You captured that perfectly. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 6th, 2025 11:53
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, this reminds me how some moments never end…they just keep returning like tides in dreams. You captured that perfectly. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 6th, 2025 11:53
the unfinished kiss
orchidee said:
Good write A. Yes, KP\'s mouth opening and closing like a trout. I dread the next kiss from her - and the next one, and the next one..... lol.
October 6th, 2025 11:16
orchidee said:
Good write A. Yes, KP\'s mouth opening and closing like a trout. I dread the next kiss from her - and the next one, and the next one..... lol.
October 6th, 2025 11:16
the unfinished kiss
2781 said:
Personally, now that I have lost my teeth, can I say, glory days?
October 6th, 2025 09:13
2781 said:
Personally, now that I have lost my teeth, can I say, glory days?
October 6th, 2025 09:13
the unfinished kiss
sorenbarrett said:
A lovely ethereal feel to this poem that leaves an unfinished but touching and lingering feeling of longing. It speaks feelings not able to be put in words.
October 6th, 2025 05:55
sorenbarrett said:
A lovely ethereal feel to this poem that leaves an unfinished but touching and lingering feeling of longing. It speaks feelings not able to be put in words.
October 6th, 2025 05:55
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