Comments received on poems by arqios
contagion of kindness
Goldfinch60 said:
Those sparks will always show us the way Rik.
Andy
October 6th, 2025 01:22
Goldfinch60 said:
Those sparks will always show us the way Rik.
Andy
October 6th, 2025 01:22
contagion of kindness
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, this shines with quiet defiance…the venom, the cure, the enduring heart. You turned simplicity into light that lasts. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛ A fave from me. Love it. Hope you have a great day and all is well!
October 5th, 2025 08:00
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, this shines with quiet defiance…the venom, the cure, the enduring heart. You turned simplicity into light that lasts. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛ A fave from me. Love it. Hope you have a great day and all is well!
October 5th, 2025 08:00
contagion of kindness
sorenbarrett said:
I love the rhyme and meter of this poem which fits so well around the message. Well done Cryptic
October 5th, 2025 05:11
sorenbarrett said:
I love the rhyme and meter of this poem which fits so well around the message. Well done Cryptic
October 5th, 2025 05:11
lights turned inward
Goldfinch60 said:
That light will always be there in you life Rik.
Andy
October 5th, 2025 01:19
Goldfinch60 said:
That light will always be there in you life Rik.
Andy
October 5th, 2025 01:19
lights turned inward
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Arqios, this is beautifully wrought. From polishing empty mirrors to carrying your own ember, you’ve turned silence into strength. Haunting and powerful, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 4th, 2025 08:45
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Arqios, this is beautifully wrought. From polishing empty mirrors to carrying your own ember, you’ve turned silence into strength. Haunting and powerful, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 4th, 2025 08:45
lights turned inward
sorenbarrett said:
Reflections that show no image are as useless as tits on a bore hog. To spend time polishing them another waste of time. This entire poem seems to speak of useless effort exacted where the light of knowledge is greedily kept from the servant. Masks that superficially smile but with no teeth to chew, no wonder words must be bent. Out of silent meditation some truth to light future fires. The fragility of glass comes to mind as well in this as well as its rigidity. Bowing to glass that does reflect is making oneself a god and to glass that does not reflect is bowing to a god that is not there. Nicely done Cryptic
October 4th, 2025 06:10
sorenbarrett said:
Reflections that show no image are as useless as tits on a bore hog. To spend time polishing them another waste of time. This entire poem seems to speak of useless effort exacted where the light of knowledge is greedily kept from the servant. Masks that superficially smile but with no teeth to chew, no wonder words must be bent. Out of silent meditation some truth to light future fires. The fragility of glass comes to mind as well in this as well as its rigidity. Bowing to glass that does reflect is making oneself a god and to glass that does not reflect is bowing to a god that is not there. Nicely done Cryptic
October 4th, 2025 06:10
a slow alarm
Doggerel Dave said:
Increasing attempts to beat into submission by the rogue elements fire and water.... no choice but to move forward - the resultant fatigue well covered here, Rik. (That\'s the way I see it anyway)
October 3rd, 2025 16:58
Doggerel Dave said:
Increasing attempts to beat into submission by the rogue elements fire and water.... no choice but to move forward - the resultant fatigue well covered here, Rik. (That\'s the way I see it anyway)
October 3rd, 2025 16:58
sunflowers
rebellion_in_sanity said:
The force of the poem is unbelievable. I had to read it couple of time- short and brutal, yet, not performative- a combination quite rare. A definite fave.
October 3rd, 2025 09:21
rebellion_in_sanity said:
The force of the poem is unbelievable. I had to read it couple of time- short and brutal, yet, not performative- a combination quite rare. A definite fave.
October 3rd, 2025 09:21
a slow alarm
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Haha, racy or not, Rik…you’ve nailed it. This burns with survival and truth, every step a refusal. Always grateful for your words, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 3rd, 2025 07:32
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Haha, racy or not, Rik…you’ve nailed it. This burns with survival and truth, every step a refusal. Always grateful for your words, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 3rd, 2025 07:32
a slow alarm
sorenbarrett said:
I can not help it my friend, I know that it bears a metaphor but its images too vivid remind me of going through hurricanes where debris is scattered, living in the dark for weeks without power, pushing onward exhausted, to clean what is left, dirty and tired but going on none the less driven by mere mechanical movement.
Very nicely written Cryptic
October 3rd, 2025 06:05
sorenbarrett said:
I can not help it my friend, I know that it bears a metaphor but its images too vivid remind me of going through hurricanes where debris is scattered, living in the dark for weeks without power, pushing onward exhausted, to clean what is left, dirty and tired but going on none the less driven by mere mechanical movement.
Very nicely written Cryptic
October 3rd, 2025 06:05
when roses were too much
Goldfinch60 said:
Sometimes the goodness in life can be downtrodden by the people not caring Rik.
Andy
October 3rd, 2025 01:52
Goldfinch60 said:
Sometimes the goodness in life can be downtrodden by the people not caring Rik.
Andy
October 3rd, 2025 01:52
when roses were too much
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Arqios, this is a beautiful piece. The fragile peace, the apparition of bliss, and the roses blooming too bright...it all lingers. Powerful and poignant, my dear friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 2nd, 2025 16:54
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Arqios, this is a beautiful piece. The fragile peace, the apparition of bliss, and the roses blooming too bright...it all lingers. Powerful and poignant, my dear friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 2nd, 2025 16:54
when roses were too much
sorenbarrett said:
Another beautiful poem and I may be reading too deep again my friend but aware that the rose is the national symbol for several countries (England, U.S. and the socialist movement in Spain as well as several others) it has been historically associated with wars (war of the roses in England) jailing of socialists that wore the red rose in Spain. A flower of love seen in contention. Where beauty becomes lust and strife disrupting the gentle tea and superficial niceties. China (a homonym) and metaphor for social communication on a formal and civilized format does not last long when the flowers in the garden bloom too brightly. How is that for a cornball interpretation?
October 2nd, 2025 05:45
sorenbarrett said:
Another beautiful poem and I may be reading too deep again my friend but aware that the rose is the national symbol for several countries (England, U.S. and the socialist movement in Spain as well as several others) it has been historically associated with wars (war of the roses in England) jailing of socialists that wore the red rose in Spain. A flower of love seen in contention. Where beauty becomes lust and strife disrupting the gentle tea and superficial niceties. China (a homonym) and metaphor for social communication on a formal and civilized format does not last long when the flowers in the garden bloom too brightly. How is that for a cornball interpretation?
October 2nd, 2025 05:45
Vincent
Tom Dylan said:
A great piece, mate. Really captured the sense of walking in the artist\'s footsteps.
October 2nd, 2025 02:19
Tom Dylan said:
A great piece, mate. Really captured the sense of walking in the artist\'s footsteps.
October 2nd, 2025 02:19
sunflowers
Goldfinch60 said:
Super words Rik, Van Gogh would be proud of the,.
Andy
October 2nd, 2025 01:15
Goldfinch60 said:
Super words Rik, Van Gogh would be proud of the,.
Andy
October 2nd, 2025 01:15
sunflowers
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Arqios, this is powerful. Decapitated suns, fevered gold, prophets unspeaking…images that burn and haunt all at once. Beautifully wrought, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 1st, 2025 19:58
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Arqios, this is powerful. Decapitated suns, fevered gold, prophets unspeaking…images that burn and haunt all at once. Beautifully wrought, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 1st, 2025 19:58
sunflowers
Michael Edwards said:
Great write and those last two lines are real gems.
October 1st, 2025 06:53
Michael Edwards said:
Great write and those last two lines are real gems.
October 1st, 2025 06:53
sunflowers
sorenbarrett said:
I must say Cryptic your poems are deep waters with strong currents. Here you present such disparite images that you meld into a coherent amalgamation of meaning. I love the decapitated suns it fits so well, head of fire they are. The bringing in of rot in the vases is masterful and the addition of prophets unspeaking fits like a last piece in a puzzle completing the message. Now comes the second stanza yes indeed gold is a fever not a glory and then the line I wish I had thought of (a pollen of madness) a perfect touch with the completion of the last two lines. Your poetic virtue has grown over the years and I can only imagine what it will become. A fave without question
October 1st, 2025 05:24
sorenbarrett said:
I must say Cryptic your poems are deep waters with strong currents. Here you present such disparite images that you meld into a coherent amalgamation of meaning. I love the decapitated suns it fits so well, head of fire they are. The bringing in of rot in the vases is masterful and the addition of prophets unspeaking fits like a last piece in a puzzle completing the message. Now comes the second stanza yes indeed gold is a fever not a glory and then the line I wish I had thought of (a pollen of madness) a perfect touch with the completion of the last two lines. Your poetic virtue has grown over the years and I can only imagine what it will become. A fave without question
October 1st, 2025 05:24
parallel universe in truth
Tom Dylan said:
Bravo. A fine write. Love the lines about hope. Just brilliant, mate.
October 1st, 2025 01:58
Tom Dylan said:
Bravo. A fine write. Love the lines about hope. Just brilliant, mate.
October 1st, 2025 01:58
Vincent
Goldfinch60 said:
Fine words Rik, artworks can be an absolute treasure to see.
Andy
October 1st, 2025 01:07
Goldfinch60 said:
Fine words Rik, artworks can be an absolute treasure to see.
Andy
October 1st, 2025 01:07
28 August 2025
whats write for me said:
Bitter, but hope still lingers. Excellent prose.
September 30th, 2025 22:26
whats write for me said:
Bitter, but hope still lingers. Excellent prose.
September 30th, 2025 22:26
Vincent
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Ah. This Van Gogh makes me want to \"tip toe through the tulips\"! 🤣 Sorry, I couldn\'t resist the Tiny Tim reference. This is stunning, my friend—Vincent absent from walls but blazing in fields, tulips burning with his hand. The metaphor of time’s station pulling us away from what matters is powerful. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛ If I am reading your comment right and you are traveling to this very locale, would love to see a real life picture. Perhaps the trip will allow for such a poem/picture pairing! No pressure, though! LOL! Would love to travel to Amsterdam someday. Anywho, safe travels and wonderful poem!
September 30th, 2025 18:01
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Ah. This Van Gogh makes me want to \"tip toe through the tulips\"! 🤣 Sorry, I couldn\'t resist the Tiny Tim reference. This is stunning, my friend—Vincent absent from walls but blazing in fields, tulips burning with his hand. The metaphor of time’s station pulling us away from what matters is powerful. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛ If I am reading your comment right and you are traveling to this very locale, would love to see a real life picture. Perhaps the trip will allow for such a poem/picture pairing! No pressure, though! LOL! Would love to travel to Amsterdam someday. Anywho, safe travels and wonderful poem!
September 30th, 2025 18:01
Vincent
Friendship said:
The poem suggests a yearning for deeper experiences and a connection to beauty that is often overshadowed by time constraints and the demands of the modern world.
September 30th, 2025 08:07
Friendship said:
The poem suggests a yearning for deeper experiences and a connection to beauty that is often overshadowed by time constraints and the demands of the modern world.
September 30th, 2025 08:07
Vincent
sorenbarrett said:
Subtle yet the message caught like the accent of fine brush strokes and slight changes in color. The rush like the people around the artist too busy to see the beauty and majesty of the art, life gets in the way. Loved it Cryptic you are getting very good at planting the subtle into your poems.
September 30th, 2025 05:24
sorenbarrett said:
Subtle yet the message caught like the accent of fine brush strokes and slight changes in color. The rush like the people around the artist too busy to see the beauty and majesty of the art, life gets in the way. Loved it Cryptic you are getting very good at planting the subtle into your poems.
September 30th, 2025 05:24
parallel universe in truth
Goldfinch60 said:
There are an infinite number of parallel universes Rik that show every decision that was or was not made by all of us.
Andy
September 30th, 2025 01:01
Goldfinch60 said:
There are an infinite number of parallel universes Rik that show every decision that was or was not made by all of us.
Andy
September 30th, 2025 01:01
parallel universe in truth
Poetic Licence said:
Thank you for your contribution to the fushion
September 29th, 2025 19:39
Poetic Licence said:
Thank you for your contribution to the fushion
September 29th, 2025 19:39
parallel universe in truth
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Reading this felt like walking through ruins myself…each small step becoming its own quiet victory. You’ve captured that truth with clarity, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
September 29th, 2025 15:11
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Reading this felt like walking through ruins myself…each small step becoming its own quiet victory. You’ve captured that truth with clarity, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
September 29th, 2025 15:11
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