Comments received on poems by Lorenz
ciao amore
sorenbarrett said:
This sings and rings it has charm and an old world feel. By old world I mean the atmosphere and the home like feel of the familiar. But at the same time it says good bye to all this in a recognition that the world has changed and the need for acceptance. Lovely
October 7th, 2025 12:15
sorenbarrett said:
This sings and rings it has charm and an old world feel. By old world I mean the atmosphere and the home like feel of the familiar. But at the same time it says good bye to all this in a recognition that the world has changed and the need for acceptance. Lovely
October 7th, 2025 12:15
Rule Britannia
sorenbarrett said:
This sounds more like Hail to the Chief with orange hair. Good one Lorenz
October 6th, 2025 14:37
sorenbarrett said:
This sounds more like Hail to the Chief with orange hair. Good one Lorenz
October 6th, 2025 14:37
Rule Britannia
Paul Bell said:
To be the bastard of George Best, improve my ball work no end.
Why are Belgium\'s so nice. The days when Rule Britannia were relevant, and the King\'s Head sold beer.
What the hell happened.
October 6th, 2025 13:59
Paul Bell said:
To be the bastard of George Best, improve my ball work no end.
Why are Belgium\'s so nice. The days when Rule Britannia were relevant, and the King\'s Head sold beer.
What the hell happened.
October 6th, 2025 13:59
The dream killer
Ellen Marsell said:
A text that hides, behind its visions, a reflection on the quiet violence of illusions and their fate in a world without refuge.
October 5th, 2025 14:03
Ellen Marsell said:
A text that hides, behind its visions, a reflection on the quiet violence of illusions and their fate in a world without refuge.
October 5th, 2025 14:03
The dream killer
sorenbarrett said:
Illusions die hard in the mind of the blind and even harder in the deaf. Lost treasure belongs to no one and although it is taxed when found may be confiscated by those that govern. Holy is the word of the possessor. Nicely done
October 5th, 2025 10:42
sorenbarrett said:
Illusions die hard in the mind of the blind and even harder in the deaf. Lost treasure belongs to no one and although it is taxed when found may be confiscated by those that govern. Holy is the word of the possessor. Nicely done
October 5th, 2025 10:42
The spirits of atlantis
Ellen Marsell said:
A poem about the fall of light, about the exhaustion of myth and inspiration, written in the language of poetic melancholy. This is a powerful and mature work.
October 4th, 2025 14:11
Ellen Marsell said:
A poem about the fall of light, about the exhaustion of myth and inspiration, written in the language of poetic melancholy. This is a powerful and mature work.
October 4th, 2025 14:11
The spirits of atlantis
sorenbarrett said:
Used to ski on Albion a run at Alta ski resort. Love the mythical nature of this poem. A lovely poem
October 4th, 2025 11:12
sorenbarrett said:
Used to ski on Albion a run at Alta ski resort. Love the mythical nature of this poem. A lovely poem
October 4th, 2025 11:12
Sister
sorenbarrett said:
This poem feels sad and mournful with a sense of darkness and shadows of the past. Nicely done
October 2nd, 2025 12:40
sorenbarrett said:
This poem feels sad and mournful with a sense of darkness and shadows of the past. Nicely done
October 2nd, 2025 12:40
Sister
Ellen Marsell said:
A psychological portrait of loss. An inner dialogue with the half of the soul that has gone and made space for creativity. A deeply moving poem.
October 2nd, 2025 11:03
Ellen Marsell said:
A psychological portrait of loss. An inner dialogue with the half of the soul that has gone and made space for creativity. A deeply moving poem.
October 2nd, 2025 11:03
suicide gate
Ellen Marsell said:
A misty, musical confessional poem about pain, transition, and memory. In every image there is a fragile beauty beyond suffering.
October 1st, 2025 13:04
Ellen Marsell said:
A misty, musical confessional poem about pain, transition, and memory. In every image there is a fragile beauty beyond suffering.
October 1st, 2025 13:04
suicide gate
sorenbarrett said:
Dark and as a portent of coming death and destruction it has a cold feel that shivers the spine and raises the hair on the back of the neck. Nicely written Lorenz
October 1st, 2025 10:55
sorenbarrett said:
Dark and as a portent of coming death and destruction it has a cold feel that shivers the spine and raises the hair on the back of the neck. Nicely written Lorenz
October 1st, 2025 10:55
The night angel
Ellen Marsell said:
Night turns solitude into the wings of memory and into a gentle reconciliation with eternity.
September 30th, 2025 14:16
Ellen Marsell said:
Night turns solitude into the wings of memory and into a gentle reconciliation with eternity.
September 30th, 2025 14:16
The night angel
sorenbarrett said:
This seems in spirit with the Little prince. A spiritual write. Nicely done Lorenz
September 30th, 2025 10:54
sorenbarrett said:
This seems in spirit with the Little prince. A spiritual write. Nicely done Lorenz
September 30th, 2025 10:54
Postmortem testimony
sorenbarrett said:
This approaches a soliloquy and is certainly reflective in nature. Thought provoking
September 29th, 2025 13:00
sorenbarrett said:
This approaches a soliloquy and is certainly reflective in nature. Thought provoking
September 29th, 2025 13:00
Postmortem testimony
Ellen Marsell said:
A mesmerizing portrait of an artist, wounded by his own gift.
September 29th, 2025 11:04
Ellen Marsell said:
A mesmerizing portrait of an artist, wounded by his own gift.
September 29th, 2025 11:04
The winds of Neptune
Ellen Marsell said:
Beauty born of chaos: dark, strange, and mesmerizing.
September 26th, 2025 13:58
Ellen Marsell said:
Beauty born of chaos: dark, strange, and mesmerizing.
September 26th, 2025 13:58
The winds of Neptune
sorenbarrett said:
This sounds very cosmic to me and if it were anyone else I would guess tarot but not so much here. It feels surreal and powerful.
September 26th, 2025 10:39
sorenbarrett said:
This sounds very cosmic to me and if it were anyone else I would guess tarot but not so much here. It feels surreal and powerful.
September 26th, 2025 10:39
The cry
Ellen Marsell said:
Expressive, philosophical poem. The cry here resounds as a symbol of inner truth that cannot be silenced.
September 24th, 2025 13:30
Ellen Marsell said:
Expressive, philosophical poem. The cry here resounds as a symbol of inner truth that cannot be silenced.
September 24th, 2025 13:30
The cry
sorenbarrett said:
This poem leave the feeling of harsh and destructive forces combing over a placid world. Nicely done Lorenz
September 24th, 2025 11:21
sorenbarrett said:
This poem leave the feeling of harsh and destructive forces combing over a placid world. Nicely done Lorenz
September 24th, 2025 11:21
The scripture
Ellen Marsell said:
A hymn to the Word as eternal matter, which preserves the past and opens the door to eternity.
September 22nd, 2025 13:12
Ellen Marsell said:
A hymn to the Word as eternal matter, which preserves the past and opens the door to eternity.
September 22nd, 2025 13:12
The scripture
sorenbarrett said:
A poem that speaks as holy writ a proclamation and warning. It is a call for conversion and belief. Nicely worded.
September 22nd, 2025 10:34
sorenbarrett said:
A poem that speaks as holy writ a proclamation and warning. It is a call for conversion and belief. Nicely worded.
September 22nd, 2025 10:34
The quantum voyager
Friendship said:
The poem serves as a meditation on identity, existence, and the search for meaning beyond the physical realm. It invites readers to contemplate their own journeys and the nature of consciousness itself.
September 20th, 2025 14:51
Friendship said:
The poem serves as a meditation on identity, existence, and the search for meaning beyond the physical realm. It invites readers to contemplate their own journeys and the nature of consciousness itself.
September 20th, 2025 14:51
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