Comments received on poems by Lorenz
Riviera hotel
Ellen Marsell said:
\"your journey is my day ...\"
Beautiful !
September 27th, 2023 08:07
Ellen Marsell said:
\"your journey is my day ...\"
Beautiful !
September 27th, 2023 08:07
Fugue in runaway
Bobby O said:
Iām very much in achord with bright poetic real-time origin verse as it no doubt dances with counterpart Belgium chocolate dark escorted fragrance of same shade
September 25th, 2023 03:51
Bobby O said:
Iām very much in achord with bright poetic real-time origin verse as it no doubt dances with counterpart Belgium chocolate dark escorted fragrance of same shade
September 25th, 2023 03:51
Fugue in runaway
L. B. Mek said:
Brilliant!
(state of unaware, just knowing
escape
is all the answer we have
for now...
till we stop long enough
to excavate that repressed, voice
beyond perfection\'s, panic..
now the clouds gather, adding
unsurmountable distance
so returning, becomes obsolete..
onwards we crawl, dragging
all that we could have been..
once
when Sun was in-sync
with our heartbeat\'s
accords, of you and me
entwined
in an eternal picket fence, ever-after
synchronicity
..once
before life\'s scars, made poetry
flow easily, in the barren of night
inking that hollow of heart, readily
oh cruelty
I name thee, visionary art
steeped
in life\'s
un-relinquished heartbreaks..)
September 25th, 2023 03:36
L. B. Mek said:
Brilliant!
(state of unaware, just knowing
escape
is all the answer we have
for now...
till we stop long enough
to excavate that repressed, voice
beyond perfection\'s, panic..
now the clouds gather, adding
unsurmountable distance
so returning, becomes obsolete..
onwards we crawl, dragging
all that we could have been..
once
when Sun was in-sync
with our heartbeat\'s
accords, of you and me
entwined
in an eternal picket fence, ever-after
synchronicity
..once
before life\'s scars, made poetry
flow easily, in the barren of night
inking that hollow of heart, readily
oh cruelty
I name thee, visionary art
steeped
in life\'s
un-relinquished heartbreaks..)
September 25th, 2023 03:36
Dark sabbath
L. B. Mek said:
Caravaggio would approve this page
as do I, dear Poet
a little noir release never hurt, those
true to themselves
September 25th, 2023 03:23
L. B. Mek said:
Caravaggio would approve this page
as do I, dear Poet
a little noir release never hurt, those
true to themselves
September 25th, 2023 03:23
Tropical interlude
Pop64 said:
Your use of imagery through choice of words and careful subtle inferences, leave the reader to experience all that is within the write, to be there. Lovely
September 22nd, 2023 08:13
Pop64 said:
Your use of imagery through choice of words and careful subtle inferences, leave the reader to experience all that is within the write, to be there. Lovely
September 22nd, 2023 08:13
Tropical interlude
L. B. Mek said:
love the wording/wordplay
this is wonderful to read out loud
\'in search of close shores,
sunset make me hurt ,
secret taboo doors ...
once upon atoll,
shipwreck, the call...
space tropicorn lagoon,
spice lolita moon ...
Vanilla hours,deep vertigo,
archipelago feelings mango..\'
thank you! dear Poet
great poetic ambition
subtle in execution
a lovely read
September 22nd, 2023 04:45
L. B. Mek said:
love the wording/wordplay
this is wonderful to read out loud
\'in search of close shores,
sunset make me hurt ,
secret taboo doors ...
once upon atoll,
shipwreck, the call...
space tropicorn lagoon,
spice lolita moon ...
Vanilla hours,deep vertigo,
archipelago feelings mango..\'
thank you! dear Poet
great poetic ambition
subtle in execution
a lovely read
September 22nd, 2023 04:45
Urban tragicomedy
L. B. Mek said:
(simply Brilliant dear Poet
I\'m sorry if my interpretation
or understanding is mistaken
but I couldn\'t help scribbling
a little feeble reply
thank you for sharing, inspiring)
judgemental fingers and toes
ignorance in their hearts
herd mindset as their mind setting
yet
they lead us with blindfolded eyes
expect us to follow their broken paths
demand we copy and replicate their mistakes..
then teach us, to love/trust blind
because of their biological titles..
a universe of limitless
light
yet from our lullabies
we learn to look up and see
darkness, in our life\'s skies
...
September 18th, 2023 03:26
L. B. Mek said:
(simply Brilliant dear Poet
I\'m sorry if my interpretation
or understanding is mistaken
but I couldn\'t help scribbling
a little feeble reply
thank you for sharing, inspiring)
judgemental fingers and toes
ignorance in their hearts
herd mindset as their mind setting
yet
they lead us with blindfolded eyes
expect us to follow their broken paths
demand we copy and replicate their mistakes..
then teach us, to love/trust blind
because of their biological titles..
a universe of limitless
light
yet from our lullabies
we learn to look up and see
darkness, in our life\'s skies
...
September 18th, 2023 03:26
The park bench
Lorenz said:
Some objects hold in them the memory (just a little ride..) of the secret annals.Dear max\' just the time to sit on the old bench and listen to the message.
September 17th, 2023 08:14
Lorenz said:
Some objects hold in them the memory (just a little ride..) of the secret annals.Dear max\' just the time to sit on the old bench and listen to the message.
September 17th, 2023 08:14
My lady kate
Lorenz said:
Is she woman or a cat ? it\'s the whole question of this fascinating feminine ambiguity .
September 16th, 2023 01:57
Lorenz said:
Is she woman or a cat ? it\'s the whole question of this fascinating feminine ambiguity .
September 16th, 2023 01:57
My lady kate
jarcher54 said:
Very sensual, elusive, and rich with mesmerizing, mingling images and mixed metaphors... like being intoxicated with love... my two feline boys are like willows-o-th-wisp, sparring like Mercutio and Tybalt, dancing through the trees like spider monkeys, and sleeping intertwined like Romeo and Juliet on their one-morning honeymoon. Thanks for the heartfelt playful lines.
September 16th, 2023 01:43
jarcher54 said:
Very sensual, elusive, and rich with mesmerizing, mingling images and mixed metaphors... like being intoxicated with love... my two feline boys are like willows-o-th-wisp, sparring like Mercutio and Tybalt, dancing through the trees like spider monkeys, and sleeping intertwined like Romeo and Juliet on their one-morning honeymoon. Thanks for the heartfelt playful lines.
September 16th, 2023 01:43
Sad way of life
Lorenz said:
We are all bright and brilliant to the eyes of our feelings !
September 15th, 2023 08:53
Lorenz said:
We are all bright and brilliant to the eyes of our feelings !
September 15th, 2023 08:53
Ostend souls
L. B. Mek said:
ok I related to your words
enough to overcome my distaste
for that unseemly word \'moist\'
nothing else can express
how much i enjoyed reading your Poem
thank you!
September 4th, 2023 05:58
L. B. Mek said:
ok I related to your words
enough to overcome my distaste
for that unseemly word \'moist\'
nothing else can express
how much i enjoyed reading your Poem
thank you!
September 4th, 2023 05:58
Clouds
Gibran Banhakeia said:
Analysis:
The poem Clouds in the Sky of Nova Scotia explores the transient and fleeting nature of clouds against the backdrop of the vastness of the sky. The clouds areified as messengers, drawing imaginary continents and symbolizing the remnants of past and broken loves. These clouds serve as a reminder of the pettiness of human concerns in comparison to the immensity of the world around. The poet describes the clouds as yawning mouths of illusions and \"fluid smiles,\" suggesting a sense of ambiguity and shifting nature. The \"rainy silence\" further emphasizes the ephemeral nature of the clouds. The clouds are depicted as woolly ramblers passing through dreams and drama, suggesting their unpredictable movement and their ability to evoke different emotions and thoughts in the observer\'s mind. The poet also refers to them as \"enigmatic herd\" and \"impassible Buddhas,\" conveying a sense of mystery and wisdom associated with these natural phenomena. The poem poses a rhetorical question about the clouds\' destination, highlighting their inscrutability and enigmatic nature. The clouds are described as on their \"last journey to the midnight of the worlds,\" which could be interpreted as a metaphor for the end of life or the unknown realms beyond our world. The poet hints at a personal connection with the clouds, suggesting that they are slowly attracting them towards the end. This could be interpreted as a reflection on mortality and the existential contemplation that arises when confronted with the transience of life. The final line, Clouds vanishing in the sky of Nova Scotia, brings a sense of finality and closure to the poem, reinforcing the ephemeral nature of the clouds and the fleeting moments they represent.
Gibran Bn
September 3rd, 2023 22:32
Gibran Banhakeia said:
Analysis:
The poem Clouds in the Sky of Nova Scotia explores the transient and fleeting nature of clouds against the backdrop of the vastness of the sky. The clouds areified as messengers, drawing imaginary continents and symbolizing the remnants of past and broken loves. These clouds serve as a reminder of the pettiness of human concerns in comparison to the immensity of the world around. The poet describes the clouds as yawning mouths of illusions and \"fluid smiles,\" suggesting a sense of ambiguity and shifting nature. The \"rainy silence\" further emphasizes the ephemeral nature of the clouds. The clouds are depicted as woolly ramblers passing through dreams and drama, suggesting their unpredictable movement and their ability to evoke different emotions and thoughts in the observer\'s mind. The poet also refers to them as \"enigmatic herd\" and \"impassible Buddhas,\" conveying a sense of mystery and wisdom associated with these natural phenomena. The poem poses a rhetorical question about the clouds\' destination, highlighting their inscrutability and enigmatic nature. The clouds are described as on their \"last journey to the midnight of the worlds,\" which could be interpreted as a metaphor for the end of life or the unknown realms beyond our world. The poet hints at a personal connection with the clouds, suggesting that they are slowly attracting them towards the end. This could be interpreted as a reflection on mortality and the existential contemplation that arises when confronted with the transience of life. The final line, Clouds vanishing in the sky of Nova Scotia, brings a sense of finality and closure to the poem, reinforcing the ephemeral nature of the clouds and the fleeting moments they represent.
Gibran Bn
September 3rd, 2023 22:32
The sea of trees
aDarkerMind said:
impressive stuff here. the more i read it the better it gets.
September 3rd, 2023 15:43
aDarkerMind said:
impressive stuff here. the more i read it the better it gets.
September 3rd, 2023 15:43
Clouds
L. B. Mek said:
transformative vividity, utilising
such majestic imagery
a throwback thread to a Time, stolen
by tyrannical greed
still, we\'re gifted a glimpse
in a passing cloud or two
and the hills, still remember
those galloping drums
we just have to be ready
for when that gust of wind
offers us a sample of what was
once...
(thanks for sharing)
September 1st, 2023 05:35
L. B. Mek said:
transformative vividity, utilising
such majestic imagery
a throwback thread to a Time, stolen
by tyrannical greed
still, we\'re gifted a glimpse
in a passing cloud or two
and the hills, still remember
those galloping drums
we just have to be ready
for when that gust of wind
offers us a sample of what was
once...
(thanks for sharing)
September 1st, 2023 05:35
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