Comments received on poems by arqios
Front Desk 9-11
Tristan Robert Lange said:
What a powerful piece, my friend. The familiar workplace becomes strange as every routine, object, and expectation loses its meaning. You captured that terrible suspension between the ordinary world and the one that followed. Exceptionally done, Rik. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
September 11th, 2026 09:13
Tristan Robert Lange said:
What a powerful piece, my friend. The familiar workplace becomes strange as every routine, object, and expectation loses its meaning. You captured that terrible suspension between the ordinary world and the one that followed. Exceptionally done, Rik. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
September 11th, 2026 09:13
Front Desk 9-11
Doggerel Dave said:
Couldn\'t endorse more... You have it. Restrained, but a subtle note of the brutal reality. The terrifying nature of that experienced by nine eleven participants; the decision by those with a long life ahead of them forced to make a choice to burn or jump. Firies (firefighters) and others who risked or lost their lives in attempted rescue.
I, however must comment on a different aspect… as above.
September 11th, 2026 06:54
Doggerel Dave said:
Couldn\'t endorse more... You have it. Restrained, but a subtle note of the brutal reality. The terrifying nature of that experienced by nine eleven participants; the decision by those with a long life ahead of them forced to make a choice to burn or jump. Firies (firefighters) and others who risked or lost their lives in attempted rescue.
I, however must comment on a different aspect… as above.
September 11th, 2026 06:54
Front Desk 9-11
sorenbarrett said:
A quiet tribute to a dreadful day and rubble that ensued. A somber write my friend in commemoration. Nicely done
September 11th, 2026 05:48
sorenbarrett said:
A quiet tribute to a dreadful day and rubble that ensued. A somber write my friend in commemoration. Nicely done
September 11th, 2026 05:48
across the dark
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, this is philosophically rich and beautifully rendered. The desire to know what lies ahead confronts the terrible cost of knowing...and uncertainty emerges not as ignorance, but as the freedom to remain fully alive. Brilliant work. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
September 10th, 2026 21:33
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, this is philosophically rich and beautifully rendered. The desire to know what lies ahead confronts the terrible cost of knowing...and uncertainty emerges not as ignorance, but as the freedom to remain fully alive. Brilliant work. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
September 10th, 2026 21:33
across the dark
Kevin Hulme said:
Tomorrow never knows as they say.
Good Write.
September 10th, 2026 16:04
Kevin Hulme said:
Tomorrow never knows as they say.
Good Write.
September 10th, 2026 16:04
across the dark
sorenbarrett said:
Man susceptible to addiction loves a game of chance with the arrogance to feel he will win against a house that never looses he roll the dice. Another fave my friend
September 10th, 2026 06:37
sorenbarrett said:
Man susceptible to addiction loves a game of chance with the arrogance to feel he will win against a house that never looses he roll the dice. Another fave my friend
September 10th, 2026 06:37
unkept traditions
Doggerel Dave said:
So many references raised so many memories - particularly your first stanza. Many thanks, Rik.
September 9th, 2026 17:58
Doggerel Dave said:
So many references raised so many memories - particularly your first stanza. Many thanks, Rik.
September 9th, 2026 17:58
unkept traditions
Neville said:
Takes me back yonks mate .. I could near taste & smell the wintergreen, boot polish & old holburn .. kinda happy sad really .. thank you I needed that .. Neville
September 9th, 2026 09:40
Neville said:
Takes me back yonks mate .. I could near taste & smell the wintergreen, boot polish & old holburn .. kinda happy sad really .. thank you I needed that .. Neville
September 9th, 2026 09:40
unkept traditions
sorenbarrett said:
So much dust on faded photos. A lovely write Cryptic this poem bleeds with nostalgia and I feel it. Simply lovely
September 9th, 2026 08:26
sorenbarrett said:
So much dust on faded photos. A lovely write Cryptic this poem bleeds with nostalgia and I feel it. Simply lovely
September 9th, 2026 08:26
unkept traditions
Tristan Robert Lange said:
This is beautifully bittersweet, Rik. Every lived-in detail builds a world of family and belonging, then the emptiness settles in where all that life once gathered. I felt this one deeply, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
September 9th, 2026 08:25
Tristan Robert Lange said:
This is beautifully bittersweet, Rik. Every lived-in detail builds a world of family and belonging, then the emptiness settles in where all that life once gathered. I felt this one deeply, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
September 9th, 2026 08:25
unkept traditions
Kevin Hulme said:
Yes. I really liked this. Brought back Memories of my own Youth with People and Places long gone . And these Memories grow more Golden with age.
NB. Had to Google: Esky. 🤔 A fave and good Write.
September 9th, 2026 06:28
Kevin Hulme said:
Yes. I really liked this. Brought back Memories of my own Youth with People and Places long gone . And these Memories grow more Golden with age.
NB. Had to Google: Esky. 🤔 A fave and good Write.
September 9th, 2026 06:28
unkept traditions
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) said:
much enjoyed write my friend
September 9th, 2026 05:29
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) said:
much enjoyed write my friend
September 9th, 2026 05:29
the road back
Goldfinch60 said:
Such true words Rik but we must enjoy every moment of our lives.
Andy
September 9th, 2026 00:56
Goldfinch60 said:
Such true words Rik but we must enjoy every moment of our lives.
Andy
September 9th, 2026 00:56
the road back
Paul Bell said:
I like the idea of driving down a road, but then remembering you drove down that road with someone else on board, but not anymore.
It brings up, what happened, and do the memories hurt.
September 8th, 2026 12:48
Paul Bell said:
I like the idea of driving down a road, but then remembering you drove down that road with someone else on board, but not anymore.
It brings up, what happened, and do the memories hurt.
September 8th, 2026 12:48
the road back
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Powerful poem, arqios! The journey becomes both physical and inward...familiar surroundings draw the past close until separate versions of the self begin converging. I’ve felt that on returning to places that still carry pieces of me. Beautifully written, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
September 8th, 2026 08:54
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Powerful poem, arqios! The journey becomes both physical and inward...familiar surroundings draw the past close until separate versions of the self begin converging. I’ve felt that on returning to places that still carry pieces of me. Beautifully written, my friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
September 8th, 2026 08:54
the road back
orchidee said:
Doh! What with Goldfinch\'s poem \'The road ahead\' and your poem \'The road goes on\', when going into town, I\'m gonna meet myself coming back. I\'m a confused laddie, but Fido says to me \'No change there then!\' lol.
September 8th, 2026 08:50
orchidee said:
Doh! What with Goldfinch\'s poem \'The road ahead\' and your poem \'The road goes on\', when going into town, I\'m gonna meet myself coming back. I\'m a confused laddie, but Fido says to me \'No change there then!\' lol.
September 8th, 2026 08:50
the road back
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) said:
time and motion, much enjoyed
September 8th, 2026 07:34
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) said:
time and motion, much enjoyed
September 8th, 2026 07:34
the road back
sorenbarrett said:
Time, perception trapped inside the room of now we travel through time, a rearview mirror to see the past. Our only company ourself in the now. Reflections in a bending road the future hidden around the curve and the past disappearing in the distance and as we take each bend. A nostalgic, wistful and haunting write my friend. A fave
September 8th, 2026 06:03
sorenbarrett said:
Time, perception trapped inside the room of now we travel through time, a rearview mirror to see the past. Our only company ourself in the now. Reflections in a bending road the future hidden around the curve and the past disappearing in the distance and as we take each bend. A nostalgic, wistful and haunting write my friend. A fave
September 8th, 2026 06:03
savoury feast
Goldfinch60 said:
We are so lucky to have food to eat every day Rik.
Andy
September 8th, 2026 01:48
Goldfinch60 said:
We are so lucky to have food to eat every day Rik.
Andy
September 8th, 2026 01:48
savoury feast
Tristan Robert Lange said:
What a lovely opening, my friend. The kitchen feels almost sacred here...heat, aroma, memory, and gathering all folding into one generous invitation. Beautifully crafted, Rik. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
September 7th, 2026 13:52
Tristan Robert Lange said:
What a lovely opening, my friend. The kitchen feels almost sacred here...heat, aroma, memory, and gathering all folding into one generous invitation. Beautifully crafted, Rik. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
September 7th, 2026 13:52
father, father
Paul Bell said:
Must admit when I was a kid other fathers would come out and play football with us, it was a great learning curve, and one I continued when I got older.
September 7th, 2026 13:24
Paul Bell said:
Must admit when I was a kid other fathers would come out and play football with us, it was a great learning curve, and one I continued when I got older.
September 7th, 2026 13:24
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