Comments received on poems by Lorenz
Despair island
sorenbarrett said:
A siren\'s trade in this poem. Very satisfying since I always loved sirens whether in myth or life. Nicely done Lorenz
November 8th, 2025 12:52
sorenbarrett said:
A siren\'s trade in this poem. Very satisfying since I always loved sirens whether in myth or life. Nicely done Lorenz
November 8th, 2025 12:52
Despair island
Ellen Marsell said:
Without light, without salvation yet with the dignity of a madman who stares into the abyss and does not look away.
A gothic poem. Epic in tone. Absolutely love it.
November 8th, 2025 12:37
Ellen Marsell said:
Without light, without salvation yet with the dignity of a madman who stares into the abyss and does not look away.
A gothic poem. Epic in tone. Absolutely love it.
November 8th, 2025 12:37
Matrix
sorenbarrett said:
Here the cow jumped over the moon but never said where she landed. The dog star barked to see such a sport and Saturn looks like a dish with a meat ball, hell knows what happened to the spoon. A cosmic poem of epic proportions Lorenz.
November 6th, 2025 13:57
sorenbarrett said:
Here the cow jumped over the moon but never said where she landed. The dog star barked to see such a sport and Saturn looks like a dish with a meat ball, hell knows what happened to the spoon. A cosmic poem of epic proportions Lorenz.
November 6th, 2025 13:57
Matrix
Ellen Marsell said:
A cosmic confession of a mind that has survived disintegration and found in it the source of poetry.
November 6th, 2025 13:22
Ellen Marsell said:
A cosmic confession of a mind that has survived disintegration and found in it the source of poetry.
November 6th, 2025 13:22
Sweet urban depression
Priya Tomar said:
Romanticization of sorrow !
Nicely done .
November 4th, 2025 22:52
Priya Tomar said:
Romanticization of sorrow !
Nicely done .
November 4th, 2025 22:52
Sweet urban depression
NinjaGirl said:
This is such a powerful poem, and I love the Peter Pan allusion. On a side note the contrast between your profile picture and the image used on the poem made me smile--two very different time periods!
November 4th, 2025 16:48
NinjaGirl said:
This is such a powerful poem, and I love the Peter Pan allusion. On a side note the contrast between your profile picture and the image used on the poem made me smile--two very different time periods!
November 4th, 2025 16:48
Sweet urban depression
Ellen Marsell said:
\"In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.\" — Albert Camus
November 4th, 2025 13:55
Ellen Marsell said:
\"In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.\" — Albert Camus
November 4th, 2025 13:55
Sweet urban depression
sorenbarrett said:
Lorenz this sounds like the beginning of a noir novel maybe Sin City. The echoes of machinery in the background of a dark foggy night. Well done
November 4th, 2025 11:58
sorenbarrett said:
Lorenz this sounds like the beginning of a noir novel maybe Sin City. The echoes of machinery in the background of a dark foggy night. Well done
November 4th, 2025 11:58
Madame la Mort
NafisaSB said:
oh yes - she reaches out and grabs everyone either by making a thumping entry..or lurking up unawares
November 4th, 2025 03:15
NafisaSB said:
oh yes - she reaches out and grabs everyone either by making a thumping entry..or lurking up unawares
November 4th, 2025 03:15
Shipwreck
Ellen Marsell said:
A masterpiece of inner storm and lyrical power.
November 2nd, 2025 13:13
Ellen Marsell said:
A masterpiece of inner storm and lyrical power.
November 2nd, 2025 13:13
Shipwreck
sorenbarrett said:
The key word for me was unsane where most would use insane I agree with you a better word is unsane. So much mention of madness and the crazy in this poem the mermaid a siren convincing one that they are the master of tides. Megalomania runs ramped in these waters. A good read my friend.
November 2nd, 2025 12:52
sorenbarrett said:
The key word for me was unsane where most would use insane I agree with you a better word is unsane. So much mention of madness and the crazy in this poem the mermaid a siren convincing one that they are the master of tides. Megalomania runs ramped in these waters. A good read my friend.
November 2nd, 2025 12:52
Sirius
Ellen Marsell said:
An inspiring journey into the depths of consciousness and the universe!
October 31st, 2025 14:24
Ellen Marsell said:
An inspiring journey into the depths of consciousness and the universe!
October 31st, 2025 14:24
Sirius
sorenbarrett said:
Cerberus or Sirius both dogs and one must take a trip to reach either. A good read
October 31st, 2025 12:28
sorenbarrett said:
Cerberus or Sirius both dogs and one must take a trip to reach either. A good read
October 31st, 2025 12:28
My cosmic inspiration
Priya Tomar said:
\" I am the one leaving you .
I want to shout – stay .\" My fav lines .
Very nice .
October 30th, 2025 18:58
Priya Tomar said:
\" I am the one leaving you .
I want to shout – stay .\" My fav lines .
Very nice .
October 30th, 2025 18:58
My cosmic inspiration
Priya Tomar said:
\" I am the one leaving you .
I want to shout – stay .\" My fav lines .
Very nice .
October 30th, 2025 18:58
Priya Tomar said:
\" I am the one leaving you .
I want to shout – stay .\" My fav lines .
Very nice .
October 30th, 2025 18:58
My cosmic inspiration
sorenbarrett said:
We come and go though space and love and with the latter there is stronger gravity and sometimes black holes. Nicely said
October 30th, 2025 12:34
sorenbarrett said:
We come and go though space and love and with the latter there is stronger gravity and sometimes black holes. Nicely said
October 30th, 2025 12:34
My cosmic inspiration
Ellen Marsell said:
Love and inspiration do not belong to us — they only visit for a while.
October 30th, 2025 11:54
Ellen Marsell said:
Love and inspiration do not belong to us — they only visit for a while.
October 30th, 2025 11:54
Absence
Ellen Marsell said:
A poetic experience of existence in a world beyond emotion, infused with a slow, noble acceptance of the inevitable.
An exquisitely melancholic poem of rare depth!
October 29th, 2025 13:29
Ellen Marsell said:
A poetic experience of existence in a world beyond emotion, infused with a slow, noble acceptance of the inevitable.
An exquisitely melancholic poem of rare depth!
October 29th, 2025 13:29
Absence
sorenbarrett said:
Dust in the wind behind a running clock and only the jailer has a key. Another surreal adventure Lorenz.
October 29th, 2025 12:17
sorenbarrett said:
Dust in the wind behind a running clock and only the jailer has a key. Another surreal adventure Lorenz.
October 29th, 2025 12:17
The sands of time
NafisaSB said:
the sands of time fall down only one way, and there is no escaping that basic truth
some serious thinking here...
October 29th, 2025 08:00
NafisaSB said:
the sands of time fall down only one way, and there is no escaping that basic truth
some serious thinking here...
October 29th, 2025 08:00
Madame la Mort
Ellen Marsell said:
A magnificent, mature poem.
Despite the cold humor, the text sounds deeply human - with a touch of melancholy, irony, and philosophy.
The ending is magnificent - the metaphor of life as a game of dice.
It seems as if everything is ruled by chance, yet in the end, she always wins.
Not out of malice, not out of desire - simply because that is the nature of existence.
October 28th, 2025 12:12
Ellen Marsell said:
A magnificent, mature poem.
Despite the cold humor, the text sounds deeply human - with a touch of melancholy, irony, and philosophy.
The ending is magnificent - the metaphor of life as a game of dice.
It seems as if everything is ruled by chance, yet in the end, she always wins.
Not out of malice, not out of desire - simply because that is the nature of existence.
October 28th, 2025 12:12
Madame la Mort
sorenbarrett said:
Loaded dice always help. Lady death is quite a titile. Nicely done Lorenz
October 28th, 2025 12:07
sorenbarrett said:
Loaded dice always help. Lady death is quite a titile. Nicely done Lorenz
October 28th, 2025 12:07
Ethereal beauty
Ellen Marsell said:
Love that cannot be fulfilled becomes the driving force of creation.
Thus art is born - from the impossibility of being together, from longing transformed into music.
October 27th, 2025 14:30
Ellen Marsell said:
Love that cannot be fulfilled becomes the driving force of creation.
Thus art is born - from the impossibility of being together, from longing transformed into music.
October 27th, 2025 14:30
Ethereal beauty
sorenbarrett said:
And with double mirror you return to what you were the question becomes what would you see if incased in a spherical mirror. An image rich write that twists the brain around each corner.
October 27th, 2025 14:02
sorenbarrett said:
And with double mirror you return to what you were the question becomes what would you see if incased in a spherical mirror. An image rich write that twists the brain around each corner.
October 27th, 2025 14:02
Digital nirvana
Ellen Marsell said:
We become what we behold. We shape our tools, and thereafter our tools shape us. A powerful and impressive poem.
October 25th, 2025 14:53
Ellen Marsell said:
We become what we behold. We shape our tools, and thereafter our tools shape us. A powerful and impressive poem.
October 25th, 2025 14:53
Digital nirvana
sorenbarrett said:
Maybe AI is the answer. Do technology and dreams sleep and dream? Maybe the universe in its interconnected atomic structure dreams too. If so are we mear figments of its dream? A mind provoking write Lorenz
October 25th, 2025 12:04
sorenbarrett said:
Maybe AI is the answer. Do technology and dreams sleep and dream? Maybe the universe in its interconnected atomic structure dreams too. If so are we mear figments of its dream? A mind provoking write Lorenz
October 25th, 2025 12:04
The sands of time
Friendship said:
The poem revolves around the existential struggle of the individual in a world that feels trapped in the past and burdened by the weight of memories and experiences. The subject matter includes themes of death, the passage of time, the search for meaning, and a critique of philosophical constructs that attempt to define or confine human experience.
October 24th, 2025 17:05
Friendship said:
The poem revolves around the existential struggle of the individual in a world that feels trapped in the past and burdened by the weight of memories and experiences. The subject matter includes themes of death, the passage of time, the search for meaning, and a critique of philosophical constructs that attempt to define or confine human experience.
October 24th, 2025 17:05
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