Comments received on poems by nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)
THE OTHER
sorenbarrett said:
This poem sets the scene well with its images and good rhyme. It has great flow and ends its message emphatically
August 28th, 2025 03:58
sorenbarrett said:
This poem sets the scene well with its images and good rhyme. It has great flow and ends its message emphatically
August 28th, 2025 03:58
A WELL READ BOOK
sorenbarrett said:
Beautiful words set a mood in this poem. There is a feeling of distance and people not listening. The book referred to is obvious as are the words. Nicely written
August 27th, 2025 04:28
sorenbarrett said:
Beautiful words set a mood in this poem. There is a feeling of distance and people not listening. The book referred to is obvious as are the words. Nicely written
August 27th, 2025 04:28
THE OLDEST FLAME
NafisaSB said:
beautifully worded - thanks for sharing..enjoyed
August 27th, 2025 00:19
NafisaSB said:
beautifully worded - thanks for sharing..enjoyed
August 27th, 2025 00:19
SILENCE SHOUTS
sorenbarrett said:
Good rhyme and meter in a poem of dark isolation in a threatening world where it is dog eat dog and the devil take the rest. Nicely done
August 26th, 2025 05:06
sorenbarrett said:
Good rhyme and meter in a poem of dark isolation in a threatening world where it is dog eat dog and the devil take the rest. Nicely done
August 26th, 2025 05:06
LITTLE PICTURES
RSM0812 said:
This was very interesting on many scapes. Great choice of words and good rhyme. I really enjoyed the write.
August 25th, 2025 11:46
RSM0812 said:
This was very interesting on many scapes. Great choice of words and good rhyme. I really enjoyed the write.
August 25th, 2025 11:46
WINGED
RSM0812 said:
This is my favorite poe. In many weeks. Thank you for your talent. Great write.
August 25th, 2025 11:44
RSM0812 said:
This is my favorite poe. In many weeks. Thank you for your talent. Great write.
August 25th, 2025 11:44
MANS LAST DAY
arqios said:
Hey Norman, this poem reads like a stark, cinematic prophecy; the kind of vision where the camera pulls back to show the whole planet in its final, smouldering act. The rhythm feels almost like tolling bells: each short line a blow, a fragment of warning, a tally in the ledger of neglect.
August 25th, 2025 05:30
arqios said:
Hey Norman, this poem reads like a stark, cinematic prophecy; the kind of vision where the camera pulls back to show the whole planet in its final, smouldering act. The rhythm feels almost like tolling bells: each short line a blow, a fragment of warning, a tally in the ledger of neglect.
August 25th, 2025 05:30
MANS LAST DAY
sorenbarrett said:
A poem of prophetic proportions that speaks of man in the midst of this troubled world. Niecely written
August 25th, 2025 04:00
sorenbarrett said:
A poem of prophetic proportions that speaks of man in the midst of this troubled world. Niecely written
August 25th, 2025 04:00
WINGED
sorenbarrett said:
It is the empty cold feel and incomplete thought that comes from this poem that is its power and strength. It leaves me feeling adrift and alone. Very nicely written and a fave
August 24th, 2025 04:43
sorenbarrett said:
It is the empty cold feel and incomplete thought that comes from this poem that is its power and strength. It leaves me feeling adrift and alone. Very nicely written and a fave
August 24th, 2025 04:43
THE OLDEST FLAME
arqios said:
For me \"The oldest flame\" evokes a lone, golden‑crowned fire standing defiant at a wind‑lashed peak that is timeless, watchful, and weathered by centuries. Your verses give it both majesty and fragility: a voice clear yet motives uncertain, a spirit caged by the unseen. As nature swirls in rage and silence around it, the flame’s eyes keep searching, its heart pounds, and its stance holds . It is a vivid emblem of the will to endure against forces that would snuff it out.
August 23rd, 2025 18:04
arqios said:
For me \"The oldest flame\" evokes a lone, golden‑crowned fire standing defiant at a wind‑lashed peak that is timeless, watchful, and weathered by centuries. Your verses give it both majesty and fragility: a voice clear yet motives uncertain, a spirit caged by the unseen. As nature swirls in rage and silence around it, the flame’s eyes keep searching, its heart pounds, and its stance holds . It is a vivid emblem of the will to endure against forces that would snuff it out.
August 23rd, 2025 18:04
THE OLDEST FLAME
sorenbarrett said:
There is great cadance and meter to this poem that takes the reader on a hypnotic journey.
August 23rd, 2025 04:38
sorenbarrett said:
There is great cadance and meter to this poem that takes the reader on a hypnotic journey.
August 23rd, 2025 04:38
YOU DEPARTED EAST
arqios said:
Your poem captures the profound ache of betrayal, moving from the false warmth of “summer sweet” to the piercing rupture of a “Kiss of a Judas,” where even time itself bends under the weight of deception. The trembling clock hands and “tears on clock’s face” evoke a grief so deep it distorts reality, while the choice to “depart East” instead of returning North becomes a symbolic turning away from truth. In the end, the image of time weeping seals this as more than a personal wound; it’s a wound felt in the fabric of the world itself. 🕊️🙏🏻
August 22nd, 2025 06:42
arqios said:
Your poem captures the profound ache of betrayal, moving from the false warmth of “summer sweet” to the piercing rupture of a “Kiss of a Judas,” where even time itself bends under the weight of deception. The trembling clock hands and “tears on clock’s face” evoke a grief so deep it distorts reality, while the choice to “depart East” instead of returning North becomes a symbolic turning away from truth. In the end, the image of time weeping seals this as more than a personal wound; it’s a wound felt in the fabric of the world itself. 🕊️🙏🏻
August 22nd, 2025 06:42
YOU DEPARTED EAST
sorenbarrett said:
Each line a drop of rain fallen pool to form a puddle. Nicely written a fave
August 22nd, 2025 04:45
sorenbarrett said:
Each line a drop of rain fallen pool to form a puddle. Nicely written a fave
August 22nd, 2025 04:45
LITTLE PICTURES
arqios said:
Ink can wound
Or ink can hide
Let\'s choose the page
Where truth won’t die!
August 21st, 2025 18:35
arqios said:
Ink can wound
Or ink can hide
Let\'s choose the page
Where truth won’t die!
August 21st, 2025 18:35
LITTLE PICTURES
sorenbarrett said:
This poem can be taken in a couple of ways. I took it first as a poets self recrimination at using just words to deal with life\'s problems but then I read the author\'s note and can see that certain poets hide behind sweet and sugary topics and words covering life\'s ugliness. Well done and a fave
August 21st, 2025 04:36
sorenbarrett said:
This poem can be taken in a couple of ways. I took it first as a poets self recrimination at using just words to deal with life\'s problems but then I read the author\'s note and can see that certain poets hide behind sweet and sugary topics and words covering life\'s ugliness. Well done and a fave
August 21st, 2025 04:36
DERELICTION OF DUTY
sorenbarrett said:
Ironic that the one that could not take life unjustly is judged to loose his life justly for that very reason. Society is not just and neither is nature justice being just a human concept. A most powerful and emotive poem
August 20th, 2025 04:14
sorenbarrett said:
Ironic that the one that could not take life unjustly is judged to loose his life justly for that very reason. Society is not just and neither is nature justice being just a human concept. A most powerful and emotive poem
August 20th, 2025 04:14
MORE THAN A SOCIAL DRINKER
sorenbarrett said:
Have had friends like that. Sad to see someone loose control of drink, health and life. A tough but real poem
August 19th, 2025 04:52
sorenbarrett said:
Have had friends like that. Sad to see someone loose control of drink, health and life. A tough but real poem
August 19th, 2025 04:52
LITTLE DOGGIE
arqios said:
Here is a sharp, darkly funny burst of sleepless frustration, using the singsong rhythm of a nursery rhyme to heighten the sting of its blunt language. Its playful structure makes the exasperation even more vivid, turning an everyday annoyance into a stomping, almost theatrical vent and beneath the humour sits the very real weariness of someone pushed to the edge by a small but relentless disruption.
August 18th, 2025 05:18
arqios said:
Here is a sharp, darkly funny burst of sleepless frustration, using the singsong rhythm of a nursery rhyme to heighten the sting of its blunt language. Its playful structure makes the exasperation even more vivid, turning an everyday annoyance into a stomping, almost theatrical vent and beneath the humour sits the very real weariness of someone pushed to the edge by a small but relentless disruption.
August 18th, 2025 05:18
LITTLE DOGGIE
sorenbarrett said:
Fun but a barking dog is no fun. Written in poetic humor style it also makes a point
August 18th, 2025 04:20
sorenbarrett said:
Fun but a barking dog is no fun. Written in poetic humor style it also makes a point
August 18th, 2025 04:20
WHEN HOPE HAS LEFT
RSM0812 said:
It is aterrible thing to loose hope. I liked this poem. It hit home. Nice write
August 17th, 2025 23:34
RSM0812 said:
It is aterrible thing to loose hope. I liked this poem. It hit home. Nice write
August 17th, 2025 23:34
WHEN HOPE HAS LEFT
sorenbarrett said:
This poem ends on a rather sad and hopeless note. It caries with it a sense of darkness. Nicely written
August 17th, 2025 04:44
sorenbarrett said:
This poem ends on a rather sad and hopeless note. It caries with it a sense of darkness. Nicely written
August 17th, 2025 04:44
INDELIBLE
arqios said:
A beautifully framed keepsake in words; memory as touch, voice, and light, held like a faded photograph that time can’t quite erase. 🕊️🙏🏻
August 16th, 2025 08:11
arqios said:
A beautifully framed keepsake in words; memory as touch, voice, and light, held like a faded photograph that time can’t quite erase. 🕊️🙏🏻
August 16th, 2025 08:11
INDELIBLE
sorenbarrett said:
Memories that fade with time left and on occasion they are turned over and remind us of past good and bad. A lovely write
August 16th, 2025 04:51
sorenbarrett said:
Memories that fade with time left and on occasion they are turned over and remind us of past good and bad. A lovely write
August 16th, 2025 04:51
THE NAKED FRAME
Tony Grannell said:
Hello, Norman,
Sometimes it must come to fisticuffs, especially so, when defending your honour. A great poem to read, so, too, the title. Very well done indeed.
Kind regards,
Tony.
August 15th, 2025 11:59
Tony Grannell said:
Hello, Norman,
Sometimes it must come to fisticuffs, especially so, when defending your honour. A great poem to read, so, too, the title. Very well done indeed.
Kind regards,
Tony.
August 15th, 2025 11:59
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