Comments received on poems by Lorenz
Acta est fabula
Ellen Marsell said:
Dark, ironic satire of desacralized times. Impressive!
January 19th, 2026 13:15
Ellen Marsell said:
Dark, ironic satire of desacralized times. Impressive!
January 19th, 2026 13:15
Acta est fabula
sorenbarrett said:
It\'s all a fable of folly, mirthful magic, a laughing joke of the gods. Black humor they say. Never the less in the Eden of the ignorant there is plenty of fruit on the tree, no matter that it is forbidden. What are they going to do shoot you in the head for noncompliance? Jokes on them then they have to support you and put up with your horseshit in paradise of hell. Would be a shame to fuck those two places up.
January 19th, 2026 12:51
sorenbarrett said:
It\'s all a fable of folly, mirthful magic, a laughing joke of the gods. Black humor they say. Never the less in the Eden of the ignorant there is plenty of fruit on the tree, no matter that it is forbidden. What are they going to do shoot you in the head for noncompliance? Jokes on them then they have to support you and put up with your horseshit in paradise of hell. Would be a shame to fuck those two places up.
January 19th, 2026 12:51
Toba
Paul Bell said:
I think when Toba gets angry we all see the consequences.
Now, a super Toba, whose impact lasted years, that\'s a real impact.
Nature at work, we live in awe.
January 17th, 2026 06:19
Paul Bell said:
I think when Toba gets angry we all see the consequences.
Now, a super Toba, whose impact lasted years, that\'s a real impact.
Nature at work, we live in awe.
January 17th, 2026 06:19
Toba
Ellen Marsell said:
Beautiful metaphors and a rare sense of the ancient spirit!
January 16th, 2026 12:16
Ellen Marsell said:
Beautiful metaphors and a rare sense of the ancient spirit!
January 16th, 2026 12:16
Toba
sorenbarrett said:
This seems nature turned to myth and myth to reality. A lovely poem of metaphor with significant vibrant power. Viril I would call it
January 16th, 2026 12:16
sorenbarrett said:
This seems nature turned to myth and myth to reality. A lovely poem of metaphor with significant vibrant power. Viril I would call it
January 16th, 2026 12:16
Ä Summersmorge
Ellen Marsell said:
A rare poem, beautiful in its darkness and honesty.
January 13th, 2026 13:28
Ellen Marsell said:
A rare poem, beautiful in its darkness and honesty.
January 13th, 2026 13:28
Ä Summersmorge
sorenbarrett said:
A lovely dream reminiscent of Schiller, enemy now Friendship. Such lovely pastoral delight in the first part of this poem that reduces into surreal poetry at the end. Clues are dropped and from those seeds grow hopes and future dreams. Lovely
January 13th, 2026 11:55
sorenbarrett said:
A lovely dream reminiscent of Schiller, enemy now Friendship. Such lovely pastoral delight in the first part of this poem that reduces into surreal poetry at the end. Clues are dropped and from those seeds grow hopes and future dreams. Lovely
January 13th, 2026 11:55
We will meet again
NafisaSB said:
wishing you meet up soonest - all the best... a good write
January 13th, 2026 02:39
NafisaSB said:
wishing you meet up soonest - all the best... a good write
January 13th, 2026 02:39
We will meet again
sorenbarrett said:
This seems both a nocturn and Aubade there is duality in this poem. It is highly musical in terms and general flow its very words are musical and also cosmic. It bids adieu and promises reunion. A lovely piece Lorenz that hypnotized me into a fave
January 11th, 2026 12:54
sorenbarrett said:
This seems both a nocturn and Aubade there is duality in this poem. It is highly musical in terms and general flow its very words are musical and also cosmic. It bids adieu and promises reunion. A lovely piece Lorenz that hypnotized me into a fave
January 11th, 2026 12:54
We will meet again
Priya Tomar said:
No eternal parting
We are all born of soil
And to the soil we shall return .
Beautiful rhymes !
January 11th, 2026 12:51
Priya Tomar said:
No eternal parting
We are all born of soil
And to the soil we shall return .
Beautiful rhymes !
January 11th, 2026 12:51
We will meet again
Ellen Marsell said:
A nocturnal, deeply musical and beautiful poem that speaks to the fragile truth of human waiting.
January 11th, 2026 12:10
Ellen Marsell said:
A nocturnal, deeply musical and beautiful poem that speaks to the fragile truth of human waiting.
January 11th, 2026 12:10
Poor poet
Ellen Marsell said:
True poetry always stands at the boundary between the world and solitude. A poetic voice that seeks not the pleasure of the crowd but holds fast to honesty and inner depth becomes invisible, yet powerful, like a frosty silence that slows time and clears space. Love it!
January 8th, 2026 14:38
Ellen Marsell said:
True poetry always stands at the boundary between the world and solitude. A poetic voice that seeks not the pleasure of the crowd but holds fast to honesty and inner depth becomes invisible, yet powerful, like a frosty silence that slows time and clears space. Love it!
January 8th, 2026 14:38
Poor poet
sorenbarrett said:
In order to qualify as a poet one must pay one\'s dues of suffering, immolation, pain, blood and sweat and then only to receive the union wage of criticism, disparagement, ridicule and shame. Consigned to be a trainee for life and any accolades to be turned over to other poets that stole your lines. Poor poet indeed. Good write Lorenz
January 8th, 2026 13:10
sorenbarrett said:
In order to qualify as a poet one must pay one\'s dues of suffering, immolation, pain, blood and sweat and then only to receive the union wage of criticism, disparagement, ridicule and shame. Consigned to be a trainee for life and any accolades to be turned over to other poets that stole your lines. Poor poet indeed. Good write Lorenz
January 8th, 2026 13:10
Night thief
Ellen Marsell said:
A melancholic, restrained, almost transparent poem in its tone. It is intimate and nocturnal. There is no hope in the usual sense, but there is fidelity. No promise of the future, but a deep respect for what was and what remains inside. Very well written!
January 3rd, 2026 14:36
Ellen Marsell said:
A melancholic, restrained, almost transparent poem in its tone. It is intimate and nocturnal. There is no hope in the usual sense, but there is fidelity. No promise of the future, but a deep respect for what was and what remains inside. Very well written!
January 3rd, 2026 14:36
Night thief
sorenbarrett said:
This reads like a preface to a movie narrated by a noir voice. The question remains who is in someone else\'s arms you or her. A lovely write of longing and missing, reflecting and wishing. Nicely done Lorenz
January 3rd, 2026 12:24
sorenbarrett said:
This reads like a preface to a movie narrated by a noir voice. The question remains who is in someone else\'s arms you or her. A lovely write of longing and missing, reflecting and wishing. Nicely done Lorenz
January 3rd, 2026 12:24
Night thief
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) said:
loved it, great write and a fave
January 3rd, 2026 12:01
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) said:
loved it, great write and a fave
January 3rd, 2026 12:01
The last day
Dan Williams said:
Little things like \"scent of rust\" and \"nobility of disenchantment \" and \"Damned poetic alchemy\" make this special. Nice work.
January 2nd, 2026 02:21
Dan Williams said:
Little things like \"scent of rust\" and \"nobility of disenchantment \" and \"Damned poetic alchemy\" make this special. Nice work.
January 2nd, 2026 02:21
The last day
sorenbarrett said:
The science of reason makes no gold of lead. Bess is out of drugs and Porgy has to beg for them but found the Flemish Privatives had gone home to the Netherlands five centuries ago. So he pulled up a resurrected chair once property of an orphan. Another surrealistic read that seems more a Hermanus Bosch painting. A trip through the cosmos my friend
December 31st, 2025 14:05
sorenbarrett said:
The science of reason makes no gold of lead. Bess is out of drugs and Porgy has to beg for them but found the Flemish Privatives had gone home to the Netherlands five centuries ago. So he pulled up a resurrected chair once property of an orphan. Another surrealistic read that seems more a Hermanus Bosch painting. A trip through the cosmos my friend
December 31st, 2025 14:05
The last day
Ellen Marsell said:
An atmospheric text, dark and slow, with a sense of exhausted meaning and desire to say a final word.
December 31st, 2025 12:09
Ellen Marsell said:
An atmospheric text, dark and slow, with a sense of exhausted meaning and desire to say a final word.
December 31st, 2025 12:09
The last day
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) said:
thoroughly enjoyed, happy new year
December 31st, 2025 11:31
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) said:
thoroughly enjoyed, happy new year
December 31st, 2025 11:31
Alien blues
Ellen Marsell said:
A poem of rare cosmic melancholy. A restrained, profound existential blues of silence and alienation.
December 23rd, 2025 13:12
Ellen Marsell said:
A poem of rare cosmic melancholy. A restrained, profound existential blues of silence and alienation.
December 23rd, 2025 13:12
Alien blues
sorenbarrett said:
Alien politeness has to be better than human kindness. Plastic sins are disposable new ones to be purchased on Amazon. Nicely done
December 23rd, 2025 12:27
sorenbarrett said:
Alien politeness has to be better than human kindness. Plastic sins are disposable new ones to be purchased on Amazon. Nicely done
December 23rd, 2025 12:27
Masked ball
sorenbarrett said:
Who is real when all wear masks? Is a face demasked more real that all the masks around us? Darkness passes and so does light which is the truth of a full day? A spectacular write of existential proportions that is deeper than the skin below the mask. Where do we bury our bones? A fave
December 21st, 2025 13:35
sorenbarrett said:
Who is real when all wear masks? Is a face demasked more real that all the masks around us? Darkness passes and so does light which is the truth of a full day? A spectacular write of existential proportions that is deeper than the skin below the mask. Where do we bury our bones? A fave
December 21st, 2025 13:35
Masked ball
Ellen Marsell said:
So the masked ball is not a celebration at all, but a moral system where hypocrisy disguises itself as care. Well written, Lorenz.
December 21st, 2025 13:22
Ellen Marsell said:
So the masked ball is not a celebration at all, but a moral system where hypocrisy disguises itself as care. Well written, Lorenz.
December 21st, 2025 13:22
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