Comments received on poems by nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson)
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
THE NAKED FRAME
sorenbarrett said:
Assumptions are what we all do but are the basis of misunderstandings and wrong judgements a poignant write.
August 15th, 2025 05:16
sorenbarrett said:
Assumptions are what we all do but are the basis of misunderstandings and wrong judgements a poignant write.
August 15th, 2025 05:16
THE MONK
sorenbarrett said:
Holy symbols gather in this poem to elevate the reader walking though it.
August 14th, 2025 04:16
sorenbarrett said:
Holy symbols gather in this poem to elevate the reader walking though it.
August 14th, 2025 04:16
THE LAST CIGARETTE
sorenbarrett said:
A poem that with short lines and rhyme emulate the relationship described short and with momentary fit. It is matter of factly melancholic speaking as if two passing strangers for a moment paused in time. A fave
August 13th, 2025 04:38
sorenbarrett said:
A poem that with short lines and rhyme emulate the relationship described short and with momentary fit. It is matter of factly melancholic speaking as if two passing strangers for a moment paused in time. A fave
August 13th, 2025 04:38
COMRADE IN SOUL
sorenbarrett said:
Subtle like the object of the poem many acts of heroism go unnoticed and unannounced in this life and as many war heros proclaim the true heroes lie buried on the battlefield unsung. A quiet write about the quiet dead beautiful and a fave
August 12th, 2025 04:29
sorenbarrett said:
Subtle like the object of the poem many acts of heroism go unnoticed and unannounced in this life and as many war heros proclaim the true heroes lie buried on the battlefield unsung. A quiet write about the quiet dead beautiful and a fave
August 12th, 2025 04:29
5 AM
sorenbarrett said:
A clear picture painted in this snapshot of life at an early hour. Here the car can be taken as a metaphor for a or the person themselves set in the poem. Nicely done.
August 11th, 2025 04:05
sorenbarrett said:
A clear picture painted in this snapshot of life at an early hour. Here the car can be taken as a metaphor for a or the person themselves set in the poem. Nicely done.
August 11th, 2025 04:05
JESUS SAVES
sorenbarrett said:
A most interesting picture painted in this poem. It casts and image that is dark with a neon light, nature and man. A man doing what he feels is God\'s work to earn his keep. We all have our place in this world. A good read
August 10th, 2025 04:14
sorenbarrett said:
A most interesting picture painted in this poem. It casts and image that is dark with a neon light, nature and man. A man doing what he feels is God\'s work to earn his keep. We all have our place in this world. A good read
August 10th, 2025 04:14
PAINT ME A PICTURE
sorenbarrett said:
Here deception changes in a blink of an eye. A lovely poem that has a tarot card like feel to it where inverted meaning are made. Very nice
August 9th, 2025 04:24
sorenbarrett said:
Here deception changes in a blink of an eye. A lovely poem that has a tarot card like feel to it where inverted meaning are made. Very nice
August 9th, 2025 04:24
TIME WARP
sorenbarrett said:
A most interesting perspective looking back or forward through time in a time warp is a metaphor for memory itself or perchance imagination. Nicely penned
August 8th, 2025 04:47
sorenbarrett said:
A most interesting perspective looking back or forward through time in a time warp is a metaphor for memory itself or perchance imagination. Nicely penned
August 8th, 2025 04:47
55 INCH SCREEN
arqios said:
Your poem beautifully captures how music can become a vessel for memory, longing, and transformation. It reminds me that even in stillness, our minds are alive with images and emotions that sing long after the final note.
August 7th, 2025 06:06
arqios said:
Your poem beautifully captures how music can become a vessel for memory, longing, and transformation. It reminds me that even in stillness, our minds are alive with images and emotions that sing long after the final note.
August 7th, 2025 06:06
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