Comments received on poems by Lorenz
Diary
sorenbarrett said:
With a golden blade on a scythe cut the golden bough or mistletoe caught before it hits the ground. Druid sacrifice. Good write my friend
June 11th, 2026 11:18
sorenbarrett said:
With a golden blade on a scythe cut the golden bough or mistletoe caught before it hits the ground. Druid sacrifice. Good write my friend
June 11th, 2026 11:18
Prayers
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Lorenz, what a beautiful meditation, my friend. There is a wistfulness running through this from beginning to end...a sense of life passing through the seasons while we try to make peace with what remains and what slips away. Beautifully done. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
June 11th, 2026 08:21
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Lorenz, what a beautiful meditation, my friend. There is a wistfulness running through this from beginning to end...a sense of life passing through the seasons while we try to make peace with what remains and what slips away. Beautifully done. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
June 11th, 2026 08:21
Prayers
Sealgair said:
A journey through a lifetime. Beautiful poetry, beautiful music!
June 10th, 2026 15:02
Sealgair said:
A journey through a lifetime. Beautiful poetry, beautiful music!
June 10th, 2026 15:02
Prayers
Ellen Marsell said:
The poem reads like a pilgrimage through memory. Every image seems touched by nostalgia, yet the tone remains remarkably serene and wise.
June 10th, 2026 12:08
Ellen Marsell said:
The poem reads like a pilgrimage through memory. Every image seems touched by nostalgia, yet the tone remains remarkably serene and wise.
June 10th, 2026 12:08
Prayers
sorenbarrett said:
Seasons are easy to predict but the weather ask any weatherman unless of the underground sort they will tell you how they freed Timothy Leary.
June 10th, 2026 11:32
sorenbarrett said:
Seasons are easy to predict but the weather ask any weatherman unless of the underground sort they will tell you how they freed Timothy Leary.
June 10th, 2026 11:32
Dystopia
sorenbarrett said:
A utopian dystopia painted neon. Here women wear satire dresses and men pants that are felt. A good one that took me to Oz and back. Well done
June 8th, 2026 14:07
sorenbarrett said:
A utopian dystopia painted neon. Here women wear satire dresses and men pants that are felt. A good one that took me to Oz and back. Well done
June 8th, 2026 14:07
Dystopia
Sealgair said:
The scary thing about this world is that on the outside, everything looks flawless, but on the inside, you can\'t even breathe. It’s a society of victorious \"design\" and ruined \"meaning.\"
Nicely written!
June 8th, 2026 12:17
Sealgair said:
The scary thing about this world is that on the outside, everything looks flawless, but on the inside, you can\'t even breathe. It’s a society of victorious \"design\" and ruined \"meaning.\"
Nicely written!
June 8th, 2026 12:17
Dystopia
Ellen Marsell said:
A dystopia is a world that believes itself to be a utopia. You are the one who can still tell the difference.
June 8th, 2026 12:00
Ellen Marsell said:
A dystopia is a world that believes itself to be a utopia. You are the one who can still tell the difference.
June 8th, 2026 12:00
Dystopia
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Lorenz, this speaks to me. I\'ve always been drawn to works that blur the line between satire, philosophy, and surrealism. The references to avatars, algorithms, normality, and Phobos create a world that feels strange while remaining uncomfortably familiar. Beautifully done, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
June 8th, 2026 11:03
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Lorenz, this speaks to me. I\'ve always been drawn to works that blur the line between satire, philosophy, and surrealism. The references to avatars, algorithms, normality, and Phobos create a world that feels strange while remaining uncomfortably familiar. Beautifully done, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
June 8th, 2026 11:03
The survivor
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Lorenz, this reminds me of those late-night thoughts where one idea tumbles into another with no concern for borders or chronology. History, music, myth, weather, and personal reflection all end up sharing the same deck. I found myself happily carried along by the current. Great job on this, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
June 4th, 2026 18:20
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Lorenz, this reminds me of those late-night thoughts where one idea tumbles into another with no concern for borders or chronology. History, music, myth, weather, and personal reflection all end up sharing the same deck. I found myself happily carried along by the current. Great job on this, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
June 4th, 2026 18:20
The survivor
Ellen Marsell said:
Before us unfolds a chronicle of catastrophe, yet one written with the soul-chilling calm of an observer. It is the journal of a man sitting within the storm as if enclosed in a glass cube, studying the geometry of lightning and recording every movement of the surrounding chaos. There is something here that speaks of the absolute autonomy of the human spirit.
June 4th, 2026 12:27
Ellen Marsell said:
Before us unfolds a chronicle of catastrophe, yet one written with the soul-chilling calm of an observer. It is the journal of a man sitting within the storm as if enclosed in a glass cube, studying the geometry of lightning and recording every movement of the surrounding chaos. There is something here that speaks of the absolute autonomy of the human spirit.
June 4th, 2026 12:27
The survivor
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) said:
an engaging write my friend, much enjoyed
June 4th, 2026 12:05
nephilim56 ( Norman Dickson) said:
an engaging write my friend, much enjoyed
June 4th, 2026 12:05
Alternate history
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Lorenz, this hit me hard. I love how the poem moves effortlessly between the sacred, the cosmic, and the fantastical...from the stable and galactic dust to Alice, Leia, quasars, and gods. Yet beneath all those images, I hear a deeper desire to escape prescribed roles and imagined destinies in search of something more authentic and expansive. The closing image of a god longing for a little blue planet is especially striking. Thought-provoking and beautifully imaginative, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
June 2nd, 2026 22:00
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Lorenz, this hit me hard. I love how the poem moves effortlessly between the sacred, the cosmic, and the fantastical...from the stable and galactic dust to Alice, Leia, quasars, and gods. Yet beneath all those images, I hear a deeper desire to escape prescribed roles and imagined destinies in search of something more authentic and expansive. The closing image of a god longing for a little blue planet is especially striking. Thought-provoking and beautifully imaginative, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
June 2nd, 2026 22:00
Alternate history
sorenbarrett said:
Alice what of the snarks and boojums? Oh yea forgot about the snark that was a boojum.
June 2nd, 2026 13:09
sorenbarrett said:
Alice what of the snarks and boojums? Oh yea forgot about the snark that was a boojum.
June 2nd, 2026 13:09
Alternate history
Ellen Marsell said:
The finale hints that the longing for another world never ends: man yearns for the sky, and God yearns for the Earth. There is a wonderful existential irony in this. A beautiful poem!
June 2nd, 2026 12:23
Ellen Marsell said:
The finale hints that the longing for another world never ends: man yearns for the sky, and God yearns for the Earth. There is a wonderful existential irony in this. A beautiful poem!
June 2nd, 2026 12:23
The new era
rhmn_7 said:
Poets are, from time to time, rascals indeed, Great write!
May 31st, 2026 01:23
rhmn_7 said:
Poets are, from time to time, rascals indeed, Great write!
May 31st, 2026 01:23
The new era
Lorenz said:
I\'m afraid that one day the gates of the twilight zone will close behind me forever...
May 30th, 2026 14:27
Lorenz said:
I\'m afraid that one day the gates of the twilight zone will close behind me forever...
May 30th, 2026 14:27
The new era
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Lorenz, this is delightfully chaotic in the way only your poems can be. It feels like a carnival ride through modern culture, history, politics, technology, mythology, and absurdity...all filtered through a distinctly surreal lens. Fascinating work, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
May 30th, 2026 10:18
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Lorenz, this is delightfully chaotic in the way only your poems can be. It feels like a carnival ride through modern culture, history, politics, technology, mythology, and absurdity...all filtered through a distinctly surreal lens. Fascinating work, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
May 30th, 2026 10:18
The new era
sorenbarrett said:
A poetic malfunction can lead to civil suit of the manufacturer but no victory is guaranteed
May 29th, 2026 13:50
sorenbarrett said:
A poetic malfunction can lead to civil suit of the manufacturer but no victory is guaranteed
May 29th, 2026 13:50
The new era
Ellen Marsell said:
Dark irony infused with a cyberpunk atmosphere — a wild baroque poetic fresco capturing the convulsions of an era of global upheaval.
May 29th, 2026 11:42
Ellen Marsell said:
Dark irony infused with a cyberpunk atmosphere — a wild baroque poetic fresco capturing the convulsions of an era of global upheaval.
May 29th, 2026 11:42
Epitaph for a love
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Lorenz, this feels drenched in longing and memory. The speaker seems haunted not only by a lost love, but by all the possibilities that never came to pass. There’s a beautiful melancholy running through the entire piece. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
May 28th, 2026 20:54
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Lorenz, this feels drenched in longing and memory. The speaker seems haunted not only by a lost love, but by all the possibilities that never came to pass. There’s a beautiful melancholy running through the entire piece. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
May 28th, 2026 20:54
Epitaph for a love
sorenbarrett said:
Passion runs high in fairytales and sexual possession is buried beneath metaphor watering seeds in young children. Well done Lorenz
May 28th, 2026 14:50
sorenbarrett said:
Passion runs high in fairytales and sexual possession is buried beneath metaphor watering seeds in young children. Well done Lorenz
May 28th, 2026 14:50
Epitaph for a love
Ellen Marsell said:
All that is true, even when reduced to the dust of earthly roads, is carefully preserved in the archives of eternity and will one day return, when the wheel of existence completes its majestic turn once more.
May 28th, 2026 13:34
Ellen Marsell said:
All that is true, even when reduced to the dust of earthly roads, is carefully preserved in the archives of eternity and will one day return, when the wheel of existence completes its majestic turn once more.
May 28th, 2026 13:34
Caligula
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Lorenz, this is feverish, theatrical, and deeply unsettling in a way that completely fits the voice of Caligula. The poem feels less like historical portraiture and more like stepping directly into the fractured psyche of power, madness, desire, and self-destruction. There’s a dark operatic intensity running through every line. Powerful work, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
May 27th, 2026 22:02
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Lorenz, this is feverish, theatrical, and deeply unsettling in a way that completely fits the voice of Caligula. The poem feels less like historical portraiture and more like stepping directly into the fractured psyche of power, madness, desire, and self-destruction. There’s a dark operatic intensity running through every line. Powerful work, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
May 27th, 2026 22:02
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