Comments received on poems by Anthony Hanible
The Moving Truck And The Movers
sorenbarrett said:
A poem of change and its methodical stacking loading and moving. We are nomads that embrace change like an old friend. Nicely written
January 13th, 2026 05:33
sorenbarrett said:
A poem of change and its methodical stacking loading and moving. We are nomads that embrace change like an old friend. Nicely written
January 13th, 2026 05:33
The Psych Ward
NafisaSB said:
beautiful write...full of deep feelings and unspoken desires..
January 13th, 2026 02:45
NafisaSB said:
beautiful write...full of deep feelings and unspoken desires..
January 13th, 2026 02:45
The Battle Is Already Won
sorenbarrett said:
Taking one\'s own side is a necessary part of wining the game. A lovely write
January 12th, 2026 08:28
sorenbarrett said:
Taking one\'s own side is a necessary part of wining the game. A lovely write
January 12th, 2026 08:28
Alone
Rev. Lord C.M. Bechard said:
Being alone holds more power than most are capable of holding onto. It requires an inner strength that the majority refuse to acknowledge they have. All have that inner flame continually blooming within. A very frightening prospect, indeed.
January 11th, 2026 12:00
Rev. Lord C.M. Bechard said:
Being alone holds more power than most are capable of holding onto. It requires an inner strength that the majority refuse to acknowledge they have. All have that inner flame continually blooming within. A very frightening prospect, indeed.
January 11th, 2026 12:00
Mic Check One Two
sorenbarrett said:
Here there is a sense of duality a shadow or reflection that as an alter ego needs checking and in the mic that amplifies one\'s words the poem is set. Nicely done
January 11th, 2026 06:24
sorenbarrett said:
Here there is a sense of duality a shadow or reflection that as an alter ego needs checking and in the mic that amplifies one\'s words the poem is set. Nicely done
January 11th, 2026 06:24
I’m Trying My Best
sorenbarrett said:
Still being here is the ground floor of continuing the battle of life. A poem of being overwhelmed by life and needing to reach down deep to continue. Nicely done
January 10th, 2026 04:16
sorenbarrett said:
Still being here is the ground floor of continuing the battle of life. A poem of being overwhelmed by life and needing to reach down deep to continue. Nicely done
January 10th, 2026 04:16
Death Cake
sorenbarrett said:
What a most interesting metaphor. It reminds me of Macarthur Park the song and the line \"I left the cake out in the rain\" Well written and nicely done.
January 9th, 2026 09:05
sorenbarrett said:
What a most interesting metaphor. It reminds me of Macarthur Park the song and the line \"I left the cake out in the rain\" Well written and nicely done.
January 9th, 2026 09:05
The Psych Ward
sorenbarrett said:
What a wonderful metaphor this is and so nicely exposed with exploration of each detail that fits in the grand scheme of not only institution and building but in the mind of those within. A fave
January 8th, 2026 05:20
sorenbarrett said:
What a wonderful metaphor this is and so nicely exposed with exploration of each detail that fits in the grand scheme of not only institution and building but in the mind of those within. A fave
January 8th, 2026 05:20
Mommy Mommy Mommy
sorenbarrett said:
Emerging as an actual physical piece of our mothers we can not help but be closely tied. Residing inside them for nine months we are both part of the same being. Sharing DNA food and emotions. She protects us for our first years, is the nurturing part of our day taking care of our needs. A lovely write
January 7th, 2026 04:15
sorenbarrett said:
Emerging as an actual physical piece of our mothers we can not help but be closely tied. Residing inside them for nine months we are both part of the same being. Sharing DNA food and emotions. She protects us for our first years, is the nurturing part of our day taking care of our needs. A lovely write
January 7th, 2026 04:15
Love Helps
Katie B. said:
I simply love this poem. Excellent. So well done. Beautiful. Be proud of yourself!!!
January 6th, 2026 15:13
Katie B. said:
I simply love this poem. Excellent. So well done. Beautiful. Be proud of yourself!!!
January 6th, 2026 15:13
Love Helps
sorenbarrett said:
An understanding and gentle poem of tenderness and caring that expresses it well in words of a most poetic form. Well done and a fave
January 6th, 2026 04:13
sorenbarrett said:
An understanding and gentle poem of tenderness and caring that expresses it well in words of a most poetic form. Well done and a fave
January 6th, 2026 04:13
Today I Walk Into The Fire Of Myself
sorenbarrett said:
I hear the passion in this poem the drive and determination. Nicely written
January 5th, 2026 10:05
sorenbarrett said:
I hear the passion in this poem the drive and determination. Nicely written
January 5th, 2026 10:05
Today I Walk Into The Fire Of Myself
Paul Bell said:
Sometimes self-analysis is actually worse than people talking about you.
In saying that, January is the month for starting anew, throwing out the past and moving on.
Just realised, those were the ex\'s words.
January 5th, 2026 08:55
Paul Bell said:
Sometimes self-analysis is actually worse than people talking about you.
In saying that, January is the month for starting anew, throwing out the past and moving on.
Just realised, those were the ex\'s words.
January 5th, 2026 08:55
Living In A Coffin
Friendship said:
An interesting title, this poem, \"Living In A Coffin,\" revolves around the themes of confinement, internal struggle, and the haunting nature of memory and guilt. The poet reflects on their emotional and psychological state, comparing their experience to living in a coffin, symbolizing both physical and metaphorical entrapment. The poem explores the darkness of solitude, the cyclical nature of thoughts, and the fear of confronting one\'s true self.
January 4th, 2026 10:11
Friendship said:
An interesting title, this poem, \"Living In A Coffin,\" revolves around the themes of confinement, internal struggle, and the haunting nature of memory and guilt. The poet reflects on their emotional and psychological state, comparing their experience to living in a coffin, symbolizing both physical and metaphorical entrapment. The poem explores the darkness of solitude, the cyclical nature of thoughts, and the fear of confronting one\'s true self.
January 4th, 2026 10:11
Living In A Coffin
sorenbarrett said:
A most interesting choice of metaphor in this poem and its potential meaning. Nicely written it speaks of isolation and withdrawal but also symbolic death. Very nicely done
January 4th, 2026 03:57
sorenbarrett said:
A most interesting choice of metaphor in this poem and its potential meaning. Nicely written it speaks of isolation and withdrawal but also symbolic death. Very nicely done
January 4th, 2026 03:57
A Cry
sorenbarrett said:
This seems involuntary like a sneeze or a cough that is autonomic in nature a thought that surges in from nowhere without control. A lovely write
January 3rd, 2026 06:12
sorenbarrett said:
This seems involuntary like a sneeze or a cough that is autonomic in nature a thought that surges in from nowhere without control. A lovely write
January 3rd, 2026 06:12
Depressing Screaming
Friendship said:
Well worded. Your poem revolves around the experience of chronic emotional fatigue and the struggle to maintain a façade of normalcy despite internal turmoil. The poet conveys a sense of exhaustion that transcends physical tiredness, highlighting the relentless pressure of unacknowledged feelings.
January 2nd, 2026 07:19
Friendship said:
Well worded. Your poem revolves around the experience of chronic emotional fatigue and the struggle to maintain a façade of normalcy despite internal turmoil. The poet conveys a sense of exhaustion that transcends physical tiredness, highlighting the relentless pressure of unacknowledged feelings.
January 2nd, 2026 07:19
Depressing Screaming
sorenbarrett said:
Depression a difficult disease that persists and torments. Well done
January 2nd, 2026 04:58
sorenbarrett said:
Depression a difficult disease that persists and torments. Well done
January 2nd, 2026 04:58
Leave It In 2025
Kevin Hulme said:
Yes . Let\'s hope for New Beginnings, but I\'m sure I\'ll have some of last years junk still in my pocket. A fine Poem.
January 1st, 2026 20:30
Kevin Hulme said:
Yes . Let\'s hope for New Beginnings, but I\'m sure I\'ll have some of last years junk still in my pocket. A fine Poem.
January 1st, 2026 20:30
Leave It In 2025
sorenbarrett said:
A lovely set of metaphors fill this poem of a new year. Well said and a Happy New Year to you as well
January 1st, 2026 04:54
sorenbarrett said:
A lovely set of metaphors fill this poem of a new year. Well said and a Happy New Year to you as well
January 1st, 2026 04:54
Walls Around My Heart
Katie B. said:
Lovely and tender. Well written. Thanks for sharing. Keep writing.
December 31st, 2025 02:15
Katie B. said:
Lovely and tender. Well written. Thanks for sharing. Keep writing.
December 31st, 2025 02:15
A Funeral For Our Bed
sorenbarrett said:
A wonderful poem of memories encapsulated in an object. Well written it speaks to me. I wrote a poem some time ago about the same thing. You might want to look at it called (Bed). Enjoyed the write
December 30th, 2025 11:41
sorenbarrett said:
A wonderful poem of memories encapsulated in an object. Well written it speaks to me. I wrote a poem some time ago about the same thing. You might want to look at it called (Bed). Enjoyed the write
December 30th, 2025 11:41
There’s a Bullet in My Brain
sorenbarrett said:
Memories can be bullets and do more damage than one. A good write
December 29th, 2025 17:11
sorenbarrett said:
Memories can be bullets and do more damage than one. A good write
December 29th, 2025 17:11
There’s a Bullet in My Brain
Friendship said:
Well written, your poem revolves around the concept of trauma and the enduring impact of painful memories or experiences. The metaphor of a \"bullet\" in the brain symbolizes a deep-seated thought or trauma that is difficult to expunge, yet the speaker learns to navigate life around it, suggesting resilience and the ability to find light and meaning despite suffering.
December 29th, 2025 14:17
Friendship said:
Well written, your poem revolves around the concept of trauma and the enduring impact of painful memories or experiences. The metaphor of a \"bullet\" in the brain symbolizes a deep-seated thought or trauma that is difficult to expunge, yet the speaker learns to navigate life around it, suggesting resilience and the ability to find light and meaning despite suffering.
December 29th, 2025 14:17
Where My Heart Refused To Whisper
Soman Ragavan said:
The heart is a most mysterious part of our body. Through it we experience pain, joy, doubt, etc. Perhaps our greatest protector is the heart. It senses that which other parts of our body do not detect. It warns us of dangers that remain unseen. The ways of the heart are mysterious, but most of the time they work for our own benefit, for our safety.
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December 29th, 2025 07:00
Soman Ragavan said:
The heart is a most mysterious part of our body. Through it we experience pain, joy, doubt, etc. Perhaps our greatest protector is the heart. It senses that which other parts of our body do not detect. It warns us of dangers that remain unseen. The ways of the heart are mysterious, but most of the time they work for our own benefit, for our safety.
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December 29th, 2025 07:00
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