Comments received on poems by nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)



ALMOST TIME
orchidee said:

A sensitive write N.
Erm, this may not apply to buses though - almost time for one to come along? Where?! lol.

October 27th, 2026 10:25

ALMOST TIME
sorenbarrett said:

I hear the process of aging in this poem where time takes its toll and the liveliness that was once there grows stiff as the fire of life burns down to embers. Nicely written my friend

October 27th, 2026 04:15

THE OLD ROAD
Goldfinch60 said:

Fine write Norman, the dark is often there but the light will always return.

Andy

October 27th, 2026 02:12

THE OLD ROAD
Salvia.S said:

Hauntingly beautiful. I could see the old road clearly.

October 26th, 2026 19:43

THE OLD ROAD
Tristan Robert Lange said:

Norman, by the time the hellish hound appears, the poem has already made the road feel haunted...the final image seals the curse. Fantastic fun, my friend!πŸŒΉπŸ–€πŸ™πŸ•―οΈπŸ¦β€β¬›

October 26th, 2026 16:00

THE OLD ROAD
orchidee said:

And - That old road, where no buses go! lol.

October 26th, 2026 12:09

THE OLD ROAD
Novaselic said:

A great halloween read during the spooky month. Great job 😊

October 26th, 2026 10:20

THE OLD ROAD
arqios said:

Another really nice one my friend! πŸ™πŸ»πŸ•ŠοΈ

October 26th, 2026 06:57

THE OLD ROAD
Lorenz said:

And you\'ll pull over to pick up a pretty hitchhiker in white dress...

October 26th, 2026 05:17

THE OLD ROAD
sorenbarrett said:

Gothic in nature, dark and haunting this poem falls within the season and Halloween that is soon approaching. Nicely done my friend.

October 26th, 2026 04:01

THE OLD ROAD
orchidee said:

You\'ll have time to see that hellish hound, waiting on that dark road for that bus! lol.

October 26th, 2026 03:08

THE BREAKFAST
Tristan Robert Lange said:

I could hear the kettle, the plates, and somebody reminding everyone they’re late, Norman…very familiar territory! πŸŒΉπŸ–€πŸ™πŸ•―οΈπŸ¦β€β¬›

October 25th, 2026 21:10

THE BREAKFAST
Thomas W Case said:

There’s a warm, homespun charm here, as sunshine moves from the rooftops into the kitchen and the ordinary morning rituals gather a family into the same small, lively world before the day pulls them apart. β€œThe day it rubs / Its sleepy eyes” is the keeper for me, because that gentle personification gives the whole scene a pulse, making breakfast feel less like routine and more like the world waking up alongside the people who call it home.

October 25th, 2026 07:20

THE BREAKFAST
arqios said:

Oh yes, the morning room! I remember those days... sadly no longer.. tres saudade. πŸ‘πŸ»πŸ•ŠοΈ

October 25th, 2026 04:37

THE BREAKFAST
sorenbarrett said:

It is the personification that gives charm to this write. It gives it personality and a magical sense. Nicely done

October 25th, 2026 03:58

THE BREAKFAST
orchidee said:

Ahh, a good start to the day and brekkie, then the rest of the day wasted waiting for that bus! lol.

October 25th, 2026 03:37

RING WITHOUT A BOX
NafisaSB said:

Well written. The sadness and melancholy are depicted nicely πŸ‘

October 24th, 2026 11:48

BY THE MIRROR
NafisaSB said:

Tender and beautiful

October 24th, 2026 11:46

THE SOLDIERS SONG
Tristan Robert Lange said:

Norman, I wish humanity were as committed to preserving life as it has proven itself capable of destroying it. There are no words adequate to the suffering people inflict upon one another. Thank you for keeping our humanity before us, my friend. πŸŒΉπŸ–€πŸ™πŸ•―οΈπŸ¦β€β¬›

October 24th, 2026 10:47

THE SOLDIERS SONG
Novaselic said:

I don’t often come across these poems but this hit close to home for I had family members who are veterans, and my brother is in the air force. This is a very good poem, nicely done.

October 24th, 2026 10:04

THE SOLDIERS SONG
orchidee said:

A sensitive write N. Sing a song - or ten - while waiting for that bus! lol.

October 24th, 2026 09:33

THE SOLDIERS SONG
Lorenz said:

In such circumstances poetically described ,the soldiers do not sing...

October 24th, 2026 09:26

THE SOLDIERS SONG
sorenbarrett said:

A grim and dark read this poem speaks to the horrors of war but in a matter of fact cadence and meter as if marching off over the hill. Nicely done Norman

October 24th, 2026 03:44

BY THE MIRROR
Goldfinch60 said:

Such loving words Norman.

Andy

October 24th, 2026 01:09

BY THE MIRROR
Tristan Robert Lange said:

Ah, Norman...I’d be reluctant to say anything and interrupt. I’d want to enjoy another minute of being there together. πŸŒΉπŸ–€πŸ™πŸ•―οΈπŸ¦β€β¬›

October 23rd, 2026 17:39

BY THE MIRROR
arqios said:

Always marvelled about the eyes double function as a mirror and not just to see out of. πŸ™πŸ»πŸ•ŠοΈ

October 23rd, 2026 09:25

POTTERS FIELD
Norman Flagtea said:

A beautiful poem!
And a beautiful place.
It seems to me that the forgotten dead are quite at peace there. They share a fate, keep each other company and have a sad smile for the world - often grey but always wonderful.

October 23rd, 2026 07:41

BY THE MIRROR
Lorenz said:

Did I long nothing but your reflection in my inner mirror ?

October 23rd, 2026 06:49

BY THE MIRROR
orchidee said:

Good write N. Did you use a mirror to see if the bus was coming? lol.

October 23rd, 2026 04:31

BY THE MIRROR
sorenbarrett said:

There is something so gentle and tender so feminine about this poem that captures so well a man\'s view of femininity and its alure. It is innocent, playful yet quiet and all done in very nice rhyme. It feels romantic and is a fave my friend

October 23rd, 2026 04:10

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