Comments received on poems by nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)
FIVE HUNDRED MEN IN BLACK
Goldfinch60 said:
Strong words Norman which are becoming so true.
Andy
September 22nd, 2026 00:52
Goldfinch60 said:
Strong words Norman which are becoming so true.
Andy
September 22nd, 2026 00:52
FIVE HUNDRED MEN IN BLACK
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Norman, I wish this felt like an exaggeration. It doesnβt...not even close. πΉπ€ππ―οΈπ¦ββ¬
September 21st, 2026 20:09
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Norman, I wish this felt like an exaggeration. It doesnβt...not even close. πΉπ€ππ―οΈπ¦ββ¬
September 21st, 2026 20:09
FIVE HUNDRED MEN IN BLACK
orchidee said:
Good write N. There\'s 500 people waiting at that bus stop now. lol.
September 21st, 2026 09:30
orchidee said:
Good write N. There\'s 500 people waiting at that bus stop now. lol.
September 21st, 2026 09:30
FIVE HUNDRED MEN IN BLACK
arqios said:
Was just viewing Attenborough\'s \"Wild Isles\" series. There was an excellent aerial shot of Dover. ππ»ποΈ
September 21st, 2026 06:12
arqios said:
Was just viewing Attenborough\'s \"Wild Isles\" series. There was an excellent aerial shot of Dover. ππ»ποΈ
September 21st, 2026 06:12
FIVE HUNDRED MEN IN BLACK
arqios said:
The image became painfully clear in the middle stanza, moving from an initial M.I.B. image in my head and then transitioned not so gradually to the SS and such.
September 21st, 2026 05:55
arqios said:
The image became painfully clear in the middle stanza, moving from an initial M.I.B. image in my head and then transitioned not so gradually to the SS and such.
September 21st, 2026 05:55
FIVE HUNDRED MEN IN BLACK
sorenbarrett said:
Although the specifics are masked as are the men it sends shivers knowing the dystopia we live in calling it freedom. Have we been so indoctrinated as to believe we are free. A powerful write my friend.
September 21st, 2026 04:22
sorenbarrett said:
Although the specifics are masked as are the men it sends shivers knowing the dystopia we live in calling it freedom. Have we been so indoctrinated as to believe we are free. A powerful write my friend.
September 21st, 2026 04:22
THIS WRETCHED GROUND
NafisaSB said:
such a tragic tale told so beautifully - one can visualize it fully..well done..
September 21st, 2026 01:50
NafisaSB said:
such a tragic tale told so beautifully - one can visualize it fully..well done..
September 21st, 2026 01:50
THIS WRETCHED GROUND
Goldfinch60 said:
Such sad words Norman about places where we need not go if love rules the world.
Andy
September 21st, 2026 01:46
Goldfinch60 said:
Such sad words Norman about places where we need not go if love rules the world.
Andy
September 21st, 2026 01:46
THIS WRETCHED GROUND
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Hell of a death scene, Norman...no glory, no speech, just a man fading where he fell. This one hurt. πΉπ€ππ―οΈπ¦ββ¬
September 20th, 2026 17:48
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Hell of a death scene, Norman...no glory, no speech, just a man fading where he fell. This one hurt. πΉπ€ππ―οΈπ¦ββ¬
September 20th, 2026 17:48
THIS WRETCHED GROUND
arqios said:
Subtle but effective rhyme my friend ππ»ποΈππ»
September 20th, 2026 07:02
arqios said:
Subtle but effective rhyme my friend ππ»ποΈππ»
September 20th, 2026 07:02
THIS WRETCHED GROUND
sorenbarrett said:
Nicely done Norman you paint a bleak forlorn picture of a battlefront with dead and dying although the battle has ceased. Here the calm and return of nature\'s sounds combined with the wounds not hurting so much signals death coming on. This poem might also be a metaphor for life and its figurative battles and our mortal term on this earth. Nicely written my friend.
September 20th, 2026 04:14
sorenbarrett said:
Nicely done Norman you paint a bleak forlorn picture of a battlefront with dead and dying although the battle has ceased. Here the calm and return of nature\'s sounds combined with the wounds not hurting so much signals death coming on. This poem might also be a metaphor for life and its figurative battles and our mortal term on this earth. Nicely written my friend.
September 20th, 2026 04:14
THIS WRETCHED GROUND
orchidee said:
Good write N.
The wretched ground of this bus stop. lol.
September 20th, 2026 02:55
orchidee said:
Good write N.
The wretched ground of this bus stop. lol.
September 20th, 2026 02:55
THE WEARY ANGEL
Goldfinch60 said:
Angels are all around us Norman but sometimes they are disguised as humans that help others.
Andy
September 20th, 2026 00:55
Goldfinch60 said:
Angels are all around us Norman but sometimes they are disguised as humans that help others.
Andy
September 20th, 2026 00:55
THE WEARY ANGEL
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Damn, Norman...I felt this one. Sometimes the people everyone looks to for strength are quietly exhausted themselves. Powerful poem, my friiend.πΉπ€ππ―οΈπ¦ββ¬
September 19th, 2026 14:34
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Damn, Norman...I felt this one. Sometimes the people everyone looks to for strength are quietly exhausted themselves. Powerful poem, my friiend.πΉπ€ππ―οΈπ¦ββ¬
September 19th, 2026 14:34
THE WEARY ANGEL
orchidee said:
A fine write N.
Even angels get tired waiting for that bus! lol. Do they just fly off in the end? Saves them bus fares. lol.
September 19th, 2026 09:55
orchidee said:
A fine write N.
Even angels get tired waiting for that bus! lol. Do they just fly off in the end? Saves them bus fares. lol.
September 19th, 2026 09:55
THE WEARY ANGEL
arqios said:
Caretakers also undergo wear and tear, suffering exhaustion and being burdened by time. Hope all is well your way, friend. ππ»ποΈ
September 19th, 2026 07:24
arqios said:
Caretakers also undergo wear and tear, suffering exhaustion and being burdened by time. Hope all is well your way, friend. ππ»ποΈ
September 19th, 2026 07:24
THE WEARY ANGEL
sorenbarrett said:
Norman in reading this my mind goes to the cemetery where stone and masonry angels stand guard. It is winter and snow falls but melts in metaphorical tears pooling about the feet. What place lonelier than a grave yard where hope has died. In the next stanza there is a call for help for the living. I do not think it was the intended meaning but in my mind the last stanza offers peace in death the taking of the living to eternal rest. So as I see it this is the answer. A fave my friend.
September 19th, 2026 04:19
sorenbarrett said:
Norman in reading this my mind goes to the cemetery where stone and masonry angels stand guard. It is winter and snow falls but melts in metaphorical tears pooling about the feet. What place lonelier than a grave yard where hope has died. In the next stanza there is a call for help for the living. I do not think it was the intended meaning but in my mind the last stanza offers peace in death the taking of the living to eternal rest. So as I see it this is the answer. A fave my friend.
September 19th, 2026 04:19
THE WEARY ANGEL
Lorenz said:
The hubbub of the crowd drowned out the angels\' call...
September 19th, 2026 04:12
Lorenz said:
The hubbub of the crowd drowned out the angels\' call...
September 19th, 2026 04:12
UNANSWERED LETTERS
Tristan Robert Lange said:
That old house feels like it has a whole ghost story behind it, Norman. Fantastic write, my friend. πΉπ€ππ―οΈπ¦ββ¬
September 18th, 2026 09:47
Tristan Robert Lange said:
That old house feels like it has a whole ghost story behind it, Norman. Fantastic write, my friend. πΉπ€ππ―οΈπ¦ββ¬
September 18th, 2026 09:47
UNANSWERED LETTERS
arqios said:
We used to correspond like it was a daily staple. Now things have changed. ππ»ποΈ
September 18th, 2026 08:52
arqios said:
We used to correspond like it was a daily staple. Now things have changed. ππ»ποΈ
September 18th, 2026 08:52
UNANSWERED LETTERS
sorenbarrett said:
The use of careful and subtle rhyme and near rhyme combines with a heart like beat to the meter and together with images weave into this poem a feel of deterioration and a type of last gasp. This feels haunted as of one searching for a lost and dead love where dust and rust covers all. It pulls one along through a cold and stark land of metaphor. Very nicely done Norman and a fave.
September 18th, 2026 03:51
sorenbarrett said:
The use of careful and subtle rhyme and near rhyme combines with a heart like beat to the meter and together with images weave into this poem a feel of deterioration and a type of last gasp. This feels haunted as of one searching for a lost and dead love where dust and rust covers all. It pulls one along through a cold and stark land of metaphor. Very nicely done Norman and a fave.
September 18th, 2026 03:51
ALCOHOLIC
GenXer Sharon ππ said:
Thereβs much truth here in this write. Thank you for sharing this.
September 18th, 2026 03:10
GenXer Sharon ππ said:
Thereβs much truth here in this write. Thank you for sharing this.
September 18th, 2026 03:10
UNANSWERED LETTERS
orchidee said:
Good write N.
You would have time to answer those letters but you been waiting so long at that bus stop. lol.
September 18th, 2026 02:38
orchidee said:
Good write N.
You would have time to answer those letters but you been waiting so long at that bus stop. lol.
September 18th, 2026 02:38
THE BOOKS I BORROW
Goldfinch60 said:
Sad words Norman in a world where there is enough in it to share with all but those in power will not release it.
Andy
September 18th, 2026 01:01
Goldfinch60 said:
Sad words Norman in a world where there is enough in it to share with all but those in power will not release it.
Andy
September 18th, 2026 01:01
ALCOHOLIC
NafisaSB said:
You have captured the essence of the typical drunkard. Wow π€©
September 18th, 2026 00:53
NafisaSB said:
You have captured the essence of the typical drunkard. Wow π€©
September 18th, 2026 00:53
THE BOOKS I BORROW
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Norman, I have always believed books let us enter lives the world would rather keep invisible. This took me among those forgotten faces and left me wondering how many stories disappear because nobody cares enough to listen. πΉπ€ππ―οΈπ¦ββ¬
September 17th, 2026 10:23
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Norman, I have always believed books let us enter lives the world would rather keep invisible. This took me among those forgotten faces and left me wondering how many stories disappear because nobody cares enough to listen. πΉπ€ππ―οΈπ¦ββ¬
September 17th, 2026 10:23
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