Comments received on poems by Georgia Watson
I’m not there yet
sorenbarrett said:
A poem that acknowledges a shattering of self and the attempt to reassemble the broken yet the realization that this is a process not yet completed. Nicely written
October 2nd, 2025 18:26
sorenbarrett said:
A poem that acknowledges a shattering of self and the attempt to reassemble the broken yet the realization that this is a process not yet completed. Nicely written
October 2nd, 2025 18:26
I’m not there yet
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Georgia, this is powerful. Fragmentation, sinking, glimpses of beauty amid grief...you’ve voiced the ache of “not there yet” with striking honesty. Beautifully done, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 2nd, 2025 17:00
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Georgia, this is powerful. Fragmentation, sinking, glimpses of beauty amid grief...you’ve voiced the ache of “not there yet” with striking honesty. Beautifully done, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
October 2nd, 2025 17:00
Man not yet free
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Georgia, this is stark and unrelenting...iron fist, empty words, walls clawed against, all driving home that refrain. “Man not yet free” resonates heavy and true. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛ Very well done. A fave!
September 30th, 2025 17:40
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Georgia, this is stark and unrelenting...iron fist, empty words, walls clawed against, all driving home that refrain. “Man not yet free” resonates heavy and true. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛ Very well done. A fave!
September 30th, 2025 17:40
Man not yet free
sorenbarrett said:
Powerful and I have to agree I don\'t see that man should be free either. Well written
September 29th, 2025 17:30
sorenbarrett said:
Powerful and I have to agree I don\'t see that man should be free either. Well written
September 29th, 2025 17:30
Kitchen Flowers
sorenbarrett said:
This poem seems to have more than one meaning even as a metaphor. Death is implied and spoken of in this poem as are the gift of flowers symbols of beauty and happiness. Often people reject the very things that would give life to a relationship and now all that remain are memories. A deep poem nicely done
September 29th, 2025 04:04
sorenbarrett said:
This poem seems to have more than one meaning even as a metaphor. Death is implied and spoken of in this poem as are the gift of flowers symbols of beauty and happiness. Often people reject the very things that would give life to a relationship and now all that remain are memories. A deep poem nicely done
September 29th, 2025 04:04
Aphrodite’s Fortune
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Georgia, this one shines with devotion. Aphrodite’s fortune becomes the touch, the warmth, the constancy of your love. That line with Apollo writing and her portraying elevates it into myth, timeless and radiant. Tender and beautiful, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
September 19th, 2025 15:50
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Georgia, this one shines with devotion. Aphrodite’s fortune becomes the touch, the warmth, the constancy of your love. That line with Apollo writing and her portraying elevates it into myth, timeless and radiant. Tender and beautiful, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
September 19th, 2025 15:50
Aphrodite’s Fortune
sorenbarrett said:
A beautiful love poem so well written.
September 19th, 2025 15:05
sorenbarrett said:
A beautiful love poem so well written.
September 19th, 2025 15:05
Harvest maiden
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Georgia, this is mythic and evocative…the cry of Demeter woven into the call to carve one’s own history. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛ Wonderful!
September 10th, 2025 18:52
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Georgia, this is mythic and evocative…the cry of Demeter woven into the call to carve one’s own history. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛ Wonderful!
September 10th, 2025 18:52
Harvest maiden
sorenbarrett said:
A good metaphorical read and Demeter needs to know that her daughter resides below. Those pomegranate seeds pack a punch
September 10th, 2025 11:16
sorenbarrett said:
A good metaphorical read and Demeter needs to know that her daughter resides below. Those pomegranate seeds pack a punch
September 10th, 2025 11:16
Apollo’s call
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Beautifully crafted, Georgia. You’ve captured the weight of myth and memory colliding with our present…prophecy and lament braided together. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 29th, 2025 18:02
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Beautifully crafted, Georgia. You’ve captured the weight of myth and memory colliding with our present…prophecy and lament braided together. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 29th, 2025 18:02
Apollo’s call
sorenbarrett said:
This poem evokes feelings of a love lost and broken that speaks of what could have been. This is echoed in the last line a history not written. Well done.
August 29th, 2025 16:15
sorenbarrett said:
This poem evokes feelings of a love lost and broken that speaks of what could have been. This is echoed in the last line a history not written. Well done.
August 29th, 2025 16:15
Oh, a child’s mind.
sorenbarrett said:
So well spoken and the last line ties it up so well. Nicely done
August 19th, 2025 09:24
sorenbarrett said:
So well spoken and the last line ties it up so well. Nicely done
August 19th, 2025 09:24
Oh, a child’s mind.
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Another strong poem, Georgia. That final turn...“Curiosity killed the children? No. Life did.\"...that’s such a gut punch of truth. Stark, unflinching, and unforgettable. Beautifully written, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 19th, 2025 07:48
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Another strong poem, Georgia. That final turn...“Curiosity killed the children? No. Life did.\"...that’s such a gut punch of truth. Stark, unflinching, and unforgettable. Beautifully written, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 19th, 2025 07:48
I’d let the world burn for you.
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Georgia, this poem blazes straight through…love and fire hand in hand. It’s fierce, it’s tender, and it doesn’t let go. Beautiful return, and welcome back! No worries, we\'re here waiting for your if things get too busy! It happens! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 19th, 2025 07:26
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Georgia, this poem blazes straight through…love and fire hand in hand. It’s fierce, it’s tender, and it doesn’t let go. Beautiful return, and welcome back! No worries, we\'re here waiting for your if things get too busy! It happens! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
August 19th, 2025 07:26
I’d let the world burn for you.
Poetic Licence said:
A strong feeling of someone feeling smitten, a dedication of love, enjoyed the read
August 18th, 2025 15:43
Poetic Licence said:
A strong feeling of someone feeling smitten, a dedication of love, enjoyed the read
August 18th, 2025 15:43
I’d let the world burn for you.
sorenbarrett said:
A poem of love and dedication to the point of antihalation. Nicely done
August 18th, 2025 15:38
sorenbarrett said:
A poem of love and dedication to the point of antihalation. Nicely done
August 18th, 2025 15:38
The driver
Poetic Licence said:
Interesting write allowing the reader to interpret in different ways, my sense is it is referring to life and relationships, which quite often can turn out to be car crashes. Some by accident and some by us not paying enough attention, enjoyed the read
August 1st, 2025 17:08
Poetic Licence said:
Interesting write allowing the reader to interpret in different ways, my sense is it is referring to life and relationships, which quite often can turn out to be car crashes. Some by accident and some by us not paying enough attention, enjoyed the read
August 1st, 2025 17:08
The driver
sorenbarrett said:
Ambiguous and I love it. Not sure if this is the crash of a car when the driver is too busy sightseeing to watch the road and the click of a camera or if it is the loss of a relationship in metaphor as one is not observing what is happening. Well done
August 1st, 2025 13:46
sorenbarrett said:
Ambiguous and I love it. Not sure if this is the crash of a car when the driver is too busy sightseeing to watch the road and the click of a camera or if it is the loss of a relationship in metaphor as one is not observing what is happening. Well done
August 1st, 2025 13:46
Dear Jason
sorenbarrett said:
A poem of missing someone and it speaks of hope of seeing them again. Lovely
July 25th, 2025 18:14
sorenbarrett said:
A poem of missing someone and it speaks of hope of seeing them again. Lovely
July 25th, 2025 18:14
Englands on fire
sorenbarrett said:
Words from the grave to modern ears. Well written
July 18th, 2025 07:10
sorenbarrett said:
Words from the grave to modern ears. Well written
July 18th, 2025 07:10
Built this city
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Georgia, what a beautifully honest piece. The repetition gives it this steady emotional rhythm...like the speaker is trying to hold something together even as it slips. That last stanza lays the truth down gently. Powerful work. 🌹👏
July 18th, 2025 06:30
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Georgia, what a beautifully honest piece. The repetition gives it this steady emotional rhythm...like the speaker is trying to hold something together even as it slips. That last stanza lays the truth down gently. Powerful work. 🌹👏
July 18th, 2025 06:30
Built this city
Poetic Licence said:
Feels like a heartfelt write of sadness over the loss of a close possibly parental relationship , very well expressed write
July 17th, 2025 09:58
Poetic Licence said:
Feels like a heartfelt write of sadness over the loss of a close possibly parental relationship , very well expressed write
July 17th, 2025 09:58
Built this city
sorenbarrett said:
A mournful and sad poem that speaks to loneliness and to loss. Well done
July 17th, 2025 09:35
sorenbarrett said:
A mournful and sad poem that speaks to loneliness and to loss. Well done
July 17th, 2025 09:35
When I flew too close to the sun.
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Georgia, what an unflinching poem. I totes dig and respect that, my friend. Love the Icarus image, but what got me was the deeper fear...not the fall itself, but being lost with no goodbye. That’s what stays. And your ending is brutal in its honesty. You gave weight to what people usually hide. 🌹👏 Much appreciation for this, my friend!
July 16th, 2025 20:44
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Georgia, what an unflinching poem. I totes dig and respect that, my friend. Love the Icarus image, but what got me was the deeper fear...not the fall itself, but being lost with no goodbye. That’s what stays. And your ending is brutal in its honesty. You gave weight to what people usually hide. 🌹👏 Much appreciation for this, my friend!
July 16th, 2025 20:44
When I flew too close to the sun.
sorenbarrett said:
A poem of reaching for what is not there. A most lovely write
July 16th, 2025 18:14
sorenbarrett said:
A poem of reaching for what is not there. A most lovely write
July 16th, 2025 18:14
Put on your happy face
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Love this, Georgia. A fave. That last line wraps around you like a lifeline...quiet but firm. I felt the weight in every line, my friend...and the resilience too. Keep writing through it. 🌹👏
July 15th, 2025 14:05
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Love this, Georgia. A fave. That last line wraps around you like a lifeline...quiet but firm. I felt the weight in every line, my friend...and the resilience too. Keep writing through it. 🌹👏
July 15th, 2025 14:05
Put on your happy face
sorenbarrett said:
Being fragile in one aspect does not mean one has to be fragile in all. A poignant write
July 14th, 2025 14:50
sorenbarrett said:
Being fragile in one aspect does not mean one has to be fragile in all. A poignant write
July 14th, 2025 14:50
Line up the constellations
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Wow, Georgia! Wow. That line...“my stars are shaped like scars”...wrecked me in the best way. I love how you wrap cosmic imagery around very human pain and plea. It reads like a prayer whispered into the void, hoping someone’s still listening. 🌹👏 Excellent job, my dear friend! A fave.
July 14th, 2025 06:36
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Wow, Georgia! Wow. That line...“my stars are shaped like scars”...wrecked me in the best way. I love how you wrap cosmic imagery around very human pain and plea. It reads like a prayer whispered into the void, hoping someone’s still listening. 🌹👏 Excellent job, my dear friend! A fave.
July 14th, 2025 06:36
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