Comments received on poems by Lorenz
Mister Asperger
sorenbarrett said:
Broom closets are where witches store their brooms this poem bewitched with surreal aspects it feels like a Salvador Dali poem with melting words. Fun read
August 9th, 2025 11:53
sorenbarrett said:
Broom closets are where witches store their brooms this poem bewitched with surreal aspects it feels like a Salvador Dali poem with melting words. Fun read
August 9th, 2025 11:53
Mister Asperger
Ellen Marsell said:
There’s so much fantasy, grotesque, humor, and ruthless honesty here. All of it comes together into a portrait of someone “off the grid” — sealed inside their own world with no entry for outsiders. I really enjoyed this poem — it’s smart, vivid, and deliciously ironic.
August 9th, 2025 11:37
Ellen Marsell said:
There’s so much fantasy, grotesque, humor, and ruthless honesty here. All of it comes together into a portrait of someone “off the grid” — sealed inside their own world with no entry for outsiders. I really enjoyed this poem — it’s smart, vivid, and deliciously ironic.
August 9th, 2025 11:37
Echoes of the elder forest
Ellen Marsell said:
The whole poem feels as if it were written on the breath of autumn, in the rhythm of falling leaves. It\'s the poetry of the last ray of light gliding down the tree trunk before the day fades away.
August 8th, 2025 14:00
Ellen Marsell said:
The whole poem feels as if it were written on the breath of autumn, in the rhythm of falling leaves. It\'s the poetry of the last ray of light gliding down the tree trunk before the day fades away.
August 8th, 2025 14:00
Echoes of the elder forest
sorenbarrett said:
The setting is one of depth and feeling. Despite the location I sense Arthurian legends here and the lady of the lake. It gives the feel of Sir George Frasier\'s recounting of the King of the forest from (The Golden Bough) In this sylvan forest magic and myth mix with history. A lovely write
August 8th, 2025 10:06
sorenbarrett said:
The setting is one of depth and feeling. Despite the location I sense Arthurian legends here and the lady of the lake. It gives the feel of Sir George Frasier\'s recounting of the King of the forest from (The Golden Bough) In this sylvan forest magic and myth mix with history. A lovely write
August 8th, 2025 10:06
Letter to the lost poet
Priya Tomar said:
Wow !
Full of irony and modern metaphors... brilliant writing.
Writing is not healing...... right
August 8th, 2025 02:07
Priya Tomar said:
Wow !
Full of irony and modern metaphors... brilliant writing.
Writing is not healing...... right
August 8th, 2025 02:07
Letter to the lost poet
Ellen Marsell said:
These lines cut deep — full of irony and ruthless truth. A manifesto against falseness, against egocentric whining disguised as art.
A scalpel of truth in poetic form — bravo.
August 7th, 2025 13:31
Ellen Marsell said:
These lines cut deep — full of irony and ruthless truth. A manifesto against falseness, against egocentric whining disguised as art.
A scalpel of truth in poetic form — bravo.
August 7th, 2025 13:31
Letter to the lost poet
sorenbarrett said:
Like drifting though a snowstorm and trying to grab individual flakes to piece together into a larger crystal this poem had me scampering. Nicely written Lorenz
August 7th, 2025 12:50
sorenbarrett said:
Like drifting though a snowstorm and trying to grab individual flakes to piece together into a larger crystal this poem had me scampering. Nicely written Lorenz
August 7th, 2025 12:50
Digital nightmare
Ellen Marsell said:
An epitaph to an entire era that lived through an explosion of rebellion, idealism, and psychedelic freedom — only to awaken in a digital nightmare, where the dreams of the past survive only as shadows. Colorful kaleidoscopes and existential quests have given way to digital algorithms, global advertising, and faceless social media.
The ending is sharp and cold, like a sudden drop into the void. This poem is a farewell to a world that can no longer be returned to.
Brilliantly written.
August 5th, 2025 10:15
Ellen Marsell said:
An epitaph to an entire era that lived through an explosion of rebellion, idealism, and psychedelic freedom — only to awaken in a digital nightmare, where the dreams of the past survive only as shadows. Colorful kaleidoscopes and existential quests have given way to digital algorithms, global advertising, and faceless social media.
The ending is sharp and cold, like a sudden drop into the void. This poem is a farewell to a world that can no longer be returned to.
Brilliantly written.
August 5th, 2025 10:15
Digital nightmare
Lorenz said:
What form will take the next societal nightmare ? I\'ll tell you more about that later !
August 5th, 2025 08:18
Lorenz said:
What form will take the next societal nightmare ? I\'ll tell you more about that later !
August 5th, 2025 08:18
Digital nightmare
sorenbarrett said:
Images of the past float and filter through this poem of nostalgia burning on fires of the present. The smell of melting vinal records turns to odorless digital autotune where society is now pitch corrected. A lovely write of the past now buried under disposable consumer trash. Loved it
August 5th, 2025 08:14
sorenbarrett said:
Images of the past float and filter through this poem of nostalgia burning on fires of the present. The smell of melting vinal records turns to odorless digital autotune where society is now pitch corrected. A lovely write of the past now buried under disposable consumer trash. Loved it
August 5th, 2025 08:14
Lucid vertigo
Sealgair said:
This poem gently pulls you in - like falling into a dream you half remember. Quietly powerful, with images that linger.
August 4th, 2025 13:46
Sealgair said:
This poem gently pulls you in - like falling into a dream you half remember. Quietly powerful, with images that linger.
August 4th, 2025 13:46
Lucid vertigo
Ellen Marsell said:
\"Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.\"
In this poem, the inner gaze awakens something beyond chronology and personal biography — an eternal memory echoing through the centuries.
August 4th, 2025 09:27
Ellen Marsell said:
\"Who looks outside, dreams; who looks inside, awakes.\"
In this poem, the inner gaze awakens something beyond chronology and personal biography — an eternal memory echoing through the centuries.
August 4th, 2025 09:27
Lucid vertigo
sorenbarrett said:
Here I hear doubts and ponderings over a future not certain leaving a void. Nicely written Lorenz
August 4th, 2025 06:49
sorenbarrett said:
Here I hear doubts and ponderings over a future not certain leaving a void. Nicely written Lorenz
August 4th, 2025 06:49
Poem at low tide
Sealgair said:
I really liked the imagery - very precise, very vivid details. Everything feels lived through and deeply reflected upon.
Beautiful and powerful
August 2nd, 2025 13:20
Sealgair said:
I really liked the imagery - very precise, very vivid details. Everything feels lived through and deeply reflected upon.
Beautiful and powerful
August 2nd, 2025 13:20
Poem at low tide
Ellen Marsell said:
Such a beautiful and touching piece. It carries a sense of maturity and quiet wisdom — the kind only life can teach. I truly enjoyed reading it.
August 2nd, 2025 10:53
Ellen Marsell said:
Such a beautiful and touching piece. It carries a sense of maturity and quiet wisdom — the kind only life can teach. I truly enjoyed reading it.
August 2nd, 2025 10:53
Poem at low tide
sorenbarrett said:
Dysphoric and yet not sad this poem paints a gray picture that is somber. Nicely done
August 2nd, 2025 04:57
sorenbarrett said:
Dysphoric and yet not sad this poem paints a gray picture that is somber. Nicely done
August 2nd, 2025 04:57
Kafka
Ellen Marsell said:
Dark poetry about life, madness, death, and the illusion of meaning, embodied in images inspired by Franz Kafka and his world.
You weave philosophy, surrealism, and sharp poetic intuition into a single burning thread of thought.
Wonderfully written!
July 31st, 2025 05:53
Ellen Marsell said:
Dark poetry about life, madness, death, and the illusion of meaning, embodied in images inspired by Franz Kafka and his world.
You weave philosophy, surrealism, and sharp poetic intuition into a single burning thread of thought.
Wonderfully written!
July 31st, 2025 05:53
Kafka
sorenbarrett said:
Some most interesting combinations here that paint a modern Hieronymus Bosch Garden of Earthly Delights. Very nicely done
July 31st, 2025 04:05
sorenbarrett said:
Some most interesting combinations here that paint a modern Hieronymus Bosch Garden of Earthly Delights. Very nicely done
July 31st, 2025 04:05
Hobson\'s choice
Priya Tomar said:
A flight feels less about travel more about inner escape.....
Last line caught my eyes....
Brilliant creation.
July 29th, 2025 23:26
Priya Tomar said:
A flight feels less about travel more about inner escape.....
Last line caught my eyes....
Brilliant creation.
July 29th, 2025 23:26
Hobson\'s choice
Sealgair said:
The world teems with symbols and shadows, yet all is fleeting. Choice is but an illusion.
Brilliant work!
July 29th, 2025 13:37
Sealgair said:
The world teems with symbols and shadows, yet all is fleeting. Choice is but an illusion.
Brilliant work!
July 29th, 2025 13:37
Hobson\'s choice
sorenbarrett said:
Flying by instruments can be a test of faith and only works as long as the instruments are reliable and you have a good map. Nicely done
July 29th, 2025 11:59
sorenbarrett said:
Flying by instruments can be a test of faith and only works as long as the instruments are reliable and you have a good map. Nicely done
July 29th, 2025 11:59
Hobson\'s choice
Ellen Marsell said:
We think we are steering fate, but more often we simply surrender to its mystique.
July 29th, 2025 09:52
Ellen Marsell said:
We think we are steering fate, but more often we simply surrender to its mystique.
July 29th, 2025 09:52
Jump into the afterdeath
Ellen Marsell said:
Noir aesthetics, postmodern play with imagery, and poetic intensity — in this poem, they intertwine into dark yet mesmerizing lines.
July 29th, 2025 04:22
Ellen Marsell said:
Noir aesthetics, postmodern play with imagery, and poetic intensity — in this poem, they intertwine into dark yet mesmerizing lines.
July 29th, 2025 04:22
The poet\'s soul
NafisaSB said:
deep musings that demand an answer that will reveal itself only at the end
inspired poem
July 29th, 2025 00:52
NafisaSB said:
deep musings that demand an answer that will reveal itself only at the end
inspired poem
July 29th, 2025 00:52
Jump into the afterdeath
Lorenz said:
A descent into the mental night between urban nightmare and poetic thanatos .
July 28th, 2025 19:47
Lorenz said:
A descent into the mental night between urban nightmare and poetic thanatos .
July 28th, 2025 19:47
Jump into the afterdeath
sorenbarrett said:
Dark and noir it plays like a black and white movie. A death ritual maybe. Nicely written
July 28th, 2025 15:10
sorenbarrett said:
Dark and noir it plays like a black and white movie. A death ritual maybe. Nicely written
July 28th, 2025 15:10
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