Comments received on poems by Friendship
My words on deaf ears.
sorenbarrett said:
A poem of honesty to others and self and a pledge to self to not allow what has happened in the past. Recognition becomes resolution. Nicely written in poetic form
July 31st, 2025 10:41
sorenbarrett said:
A poem of honesty to others and self and a pledge to self to not allow what has happened in the past. Recognition becomes resolution. Nicely written in poetic form
July 31st, 2025 10:41
My words on deaf ears.
Damaso said:
Somber and sad. Words from someone who gave everything even when no one is looking. Vital energy wasted can be thought of immediately. The pain left a mark on us and will help us next time. I enjoyed it very much. I won\'t try to explain it much; you just know what it feels like. Thank you so much for sharing. Best regards.
July 31st, 2025 10:40
Damaso said:
Somber and sad. Words from someone who gave everything even when no one is looking. Vital energy wasted can be thought of immediately. The pain left a mark on us and will help us next time. I enjoyed it very much. I won\'t try to explain it much; you just know what it feels like. Thank you so much for sharing. Best regards.
July 31st, 2025 10:40
Mr. Krueger’s Porch
Neville said:
A thoroughly enjoyable read, write from one end through to t\'other .. I get the impression your dad was a decent guy who knew a thing or two .. Neville
July 29th, 2025 10:45
Neville said:
A thoroughly enjoyable read, write from one end through to t\'other .. I get the impression your dad was a decent guy who knew a thing or two .. Neville
July 29th, 2025 10:45
Nature is Calling.
NafisaSB said:
you have captured the change of seasons and your rapture in witnessing the same very vividly and beautifully
great job - keep them coming
July 29th, 2025 00:46
NafisaSB said:
you have captured the change of seasons and your rapture in witnessing the same very vividly and beautifully
great job - keep them coming
July 29th, 2025 00:46
Mosquitoes!
Neville said:
Made me smile .. maybe because I\'m here in the UK at the moment but I do remember those nasty critters from when I\'ve been your side of the Pond before .. Incidentally, I\'m back for a few days in mid November so maybe you could advise what they are like then .. pretty please .. Neville
July 28th, 2025 23:12
Neville said:
Made me smile .. maybe because I\'m here in the UK at the moment but I do remember those nasty critters from when I\'ve been your side of the Pond before .. Incidentally, I\'m back for a few days in mid November so maybe you could advise what they are like then .. pretty please .. Neville
July 28th, 2025 23:12
Mosquitoes!
Cheeky Missy said:
If winter offers the coolness sufficient for sweaters, I\'m guessing you\'re in the upper part nearer Pensacola where I lived for a brief spell, and where the January \'94 snowfall was a marvel. Haha for the clever image! Mosquitoes seemed to prefer me back in the day, my father protesting they didn\'t bother him nor his friend, albeit they were eating me alive. Prettily rendered with excellent feeling, great imagery, and palpable sense of the inescapable misery. I\'m sorry you\'re suffering. Thank you for sharing.
July 28th, 2025 15:39
Cheeky Missy said:
If winter offers the coolness sufficient for sweaters, I\'m guessing you\'re in the upper part nearer Pensacola where I lived for a brief spell, and where the January \'94 snowfall was a marvel. Haha for the clever image! Mosquitoes seemed to prefer me back in the day, my father protesting they didn\'t bother him nor his friend, albeit they were eating me alive. Prettily rendered with excellent feeling, great imagery, and palpable sense of the inescapable misery. I\'m sorry you\'re suffering. Thank you for sharing.
July 28th, 2025 15:39
Mosquitoes!
sorenbarrett said:
The heat can be draining and the imprisonment in one\'s own house a solitary confinement. Mosquito guards outside make escape impossible or at least uncomfortable. Hope you get a break in the heat soon. A fun read for the reader.
July 28th, 2025 15:04
sorenbarrett said:
The heat can be draining and the imprisonment in one\'s own house a solitary confinement. Mosquito guards outside make escape impossible or at least uncomfortable. Hope you get a break in the heat soon. A fun read for the reader.
July 28th, 2025 15:04
Mosquitoes!
Damaso said:
At times I could feel in my own flesh what you describe. Last summer I touched madness because of these bugs and heat together. You can feel perfectly what you feel. Excellent written! Enjoy it a lot. Thanks for sharing it. Kind regards
July 28th, 2025 11:35
Damaso said:
At times I could feel in my own flesh what you describe. Last summer I touched madness because of these bugs and heat together. You can feel perfectly what you feel. Excellent written! Enjoy it a lot. Thanks for sharing it. Kind regards
July 28th, 2025 11:35
Mr. Krueger’s Porch
Tony Grannell said:
Hello, Friendship,
What a beautiful tribute to a quiet and hardworking fellow in beguiling prose and instances of tender poetic charm. This was lovely to read and as for your artistic skills, the ghost and pumpkins, is art to behold, especially the ghostly sheet, it looks translucent, every crease perfectly depicted. Very well done indeed.
Fond regards,
Tony.
July 28th, 2025 09:24
Tony Grannell said:
Hello, Friendship,
What a beautiful tribute to a quiet and hardworking fellow in beguiling prose and instances of tender poetic charm. This was lovely to read and as for your artistic skills, the ghost and pumpkins, is art to behold, especially the ghostly sheet, it looks translucent, every crease perfectly depicted. Very well done indeed.
Fond regards,
Tony.
July 28th, 2025 09:24
Mosquitoes!
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, this captures Florida summer with brutal honesty and just the right splash of humor. The humid heat is its own antagonist in Florida…but those mosquitoes? Straight-up villains. I felt the cabin fever, the slow crawl of time, and the desperate hope for winter’s mercy...which translates to winter\'s wrath up here in Eastern Pennsylvania 🤣. You nailed the atmosphere...hot, heavy, and inescapable. 🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛ Well done!
July 28th, 2025 09:13
Tristan Robert Lange said:
My friend, this captures Florida summer with brutal honesty and just the right splash of humor. The humid heat is its own antagonist in Florida…but those mosquitoes? Straight-up villains. I felt the cabin fever, the slow crawl of time, and the desperate hope for winter’s mercy...which translates to winter\'s wrath up here in Eastern Pennsylvania 🤣. You nailed the atmosphere...hot, heavy, and inescapable. 🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛ Well done!
July 28th, 2025 09:13
Mr. Krueger’s Porch
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Friendship, this is luminous. It lingers like memory...soft, specific, and quietly sacred. Mr. Krueger feels real because he is...we’ve all known a version of him, or maybe been him ourselves. This is how you write a ghost story with soul. 🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
P.S. I came in wondering if you were paying ol\' Wes Craven an homage, if you are familiar with him and the Nightmare on Elm Street film franchise. Anyway, as fun as that might have been, this was a better direction for Mr. Krueger indeed. Loved it!
July 28th, 2025 08:47
Tristan Robert Lange said:
Friendship, this is luminous. It lingers like memory...soft, specific, and quietly sacred. Mr. Krueger feels real because he is...we’ve all known a version of him, or maybe been him ourselves. This is how you write a ghost story with soul. 🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
P.S. I came in wondering if you were paying ol\' Wes Craven an homage, if you are familiar with him and the Nightmare on Elm Street film franchise. Anyway, as fun as that might have been, this was a better direction for Mr. Krueger indeed. Loved it!
July 28th, 2025 08:47
Mosquitoes!
Poetic Licence said:
Though the write is about the author\'s discomfort of the burning sun it is written in an entertaining way, those mosquito\'s would freak me out, nicely done
July 28th, 2025 08:23
Poetic Licence said:
Though the write is about the author\'s discomfort of the burning sun it is written in an entertaining way, those mosquito\'s would freak me out, nicely done
July 28th, 2025 08:23
Mosquitoes!
RSM0812 said:
I live in Canada and mosquitos can be horrible here. Ive been to Florida a few times and lucky enough mosquitos must have been hiding bc i dont remember them as a problem. Lol. Nice write. Perfect rhythm, perfect rhyming.
July 28th, 2025 07:45
RSM0812 said:
I live in Canada and mosquitos can be horrible here. Ive been to Florida a few times and lucky enough mosquitos must have been hiding bc i dont remember them as a problem. Lol. Nice write. Perfect rhythm, perfect rhyming.
July 28th, 2025 07:45
Mr. Krueger’s Porch
Poetic Licence said:
An entertaining and affectionate write about the grounds keeper, but delves in and asks about people character and they perceived by the wider world, very Nicely written, enjoyed the read
July 27th, 2025 20:12
Poetic Licence said:
An entertaining and affectionate write about the grounds keeper, but delves in and asks about people character and they perceived by the wider world, very Nicely written, enjoyed the read
July 27th, 2025 20:12
Mr. Krueger’s Porch
sorenbarrett said:
A fun read that at the same time is a deeper dive into the character of people and how they are seen. A lovely wright.
July 27th, 2025 18:26
sorenbarrett said:
A fun read that at the same time is a deeper dive into the character of people and how they are seen. A lovely wright.
July 27th, 2025 18:26
Mr. Krueger’s Porch
Jerry Reynolds said:
Great write, Friendship. Splendid read.
July 27th, 2025 16:47
Jerry Reynolds said:
Great write, Friendship. Splendid read.
July 27th, 2025 16:47
Mr. Krueger’s Porch
Cheeky Missy said:
The image selected to grace this gorgeous memory related to purpose suggests October 31st, as alluded to herein, though it seemed to detract from the warm, affectionate recollection, initially. What a wonderful reminiscence! How sweet. Deliciously rendered with exceptional imagery and a warmly haunting poignancy, how beautifully it lingers in the mind like a spicy fragrance wafting on the mild breeze. Thank you for sharing.
July 27th, 2025 15:59
Cheeky Missy said:
The image selected to grace this gorgeous memory related to purpose suggests October 31st, as alluded to herein, though it seemed to detract from the warm, affectionate recollection, initially. What a wonderful reminiscence! How sweet. Deliciously rendered with exceptional imagery and a warmly haunting poignancy, how beautifully it lingers in the mind like a spicy fragrance wafting on the mild breeze. Thank you for sharing.
July 27th, 2025 15:59
Can you hear me, my friend.
Tristan Robert Lange said:
.Wow, my dear friend. Powerful poem The weight of silence, the hurt of being unseen...it’s all here, carefully and honestly expressed. You’ve given voice to what so many carry quietly. A powerful and compassionate piece. 🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛ A fave.
July 27th, 2025 07:31
Tristan Robert Lange said:
.Wow, my dear friend. Powerful poem The weight of silence, the hurt of being unseen...it’s all here, carefully and honestly expressed. You’ve given voice to what so many carry quietly. A powerful and compassionate piece. 🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛ A fave.
July 27th, 2025 07:31
Can you hear me, my friend.
Poetic Licence said:
It is a painful and sad existence to feel trapped within your own four walls of your home and your mind, when everything that mattered has gone and you question your own existence. Hopefully when the demolition has been cleared a bright new future will arise out of the debris for them. Very compassionate and caring write
July 26th, 2025 16:35
Poetic Licence said:
It is a painful and sad existence to feel trapped within your own four walls of your home and your mind, when everything that mattered has gone and you question your own existence. Hopefully when the demolition has been cleared a bright new future will arise out of the debris for them. Very compassionate and caring write
July 26th, 2025 16:35
Can you hear me, my friend.
sorenbarrett said:
A poem of pain and deterioration of what one once was. Imprisoned inside one\'s own walls hope dwindles and belief is dead. All that survives is anxiety and a faint ember of hope. The knowledge that one has survived to this point fans the ember. Lovely
July 26th, 2025 16:13
sorenbarrett said:
A poem of pain and deterioration of what one once was. Imprisoned inside one\'s own walls hope dwindles and belief is dead. All that survives is anxiety and a faint ember of hope. The knowledge that one has survived to this point fans the ember. Lovely
July 26th, 2025 16:13
Where does one belong!
Cheeky Missy said:
What I cherish about that line diminishing the speaker to the status of \"disposable,\" is that one of my managers several years ago deliberately went to the trouble of informing me that, \"you\'re disposable, you know--\" like, duh. Ergo it\'s \"funny\" hearing the argument presented as if it\'s successfully damning. My own perspective is that of course there\'s not a person alive who\'s not disposable, despite loved ones and clients who may well feel they cannot bear to face the world without that individual\'s effects. Is it a generational malaise that we struggle with a sense of unattainable dreams and worthlessness? Else why do I hear this from you, when I mistakenly believed I alone suffered this? But enough of me.
Beautifully rendered and evocative with excellent imagery and a haunting poignancy. Thank you for sharing.
July 26th, 2025 13:09
Cheeky Missy said:
What I cherish about that line diminishing the speaker to the status of \"disposable,\" is that one of my managers several years ago deliberately went to the trouble of informing me that, \"you\'re disposable, you know--\" like, duh. Ergo it\'s \"funny\" hearing the argument presented as if it\'s successfully damning. My own perspective is that of course there\'s not a person alive who\'s not disposable, despite loved ones and clients who may well feel they cannot bear to face the world without that individual\'s effects. Is it a generational malaise that we struggle with a sense of unattainable dreams and worthlessness? Else why do I hear this from you, when I mistakenly believed I alone suffered this? But enough of me.
Beautifully rendered and evocative with excellent imagery and a haunting poignancy. Thank you for sharing.
July 26th, 2025 13:09
Where does one belong!
Tony Grannell said:
Hello Friendship,
The hollow loneliness of an outsider, a stranger in their own land and the pangs of trying to fit in where one is not wanted, abandoned without reason, expendable to the point of complete and utter despair. A distressing composition with just a glimmer of hope at the end - at least the word \'home\' was mentioned, may your search for it be successful.
Wishing you all the very best,
Tony.
July 26th, 2025 06:12
Tony Grannell said:
Hello Friendship,
The hollow loneliness of an outsider, a stranger in their own land and the pangs of trying to fit in where one is not wanted, abandoned without reason, expendable to the point of complete and utter despair. A distressing composition with just a glimmer of hope at the end - at least the word \'home\' was mentioned, may your search for it be successful.
Wishing you all the very best,
Tony.
July 26th, 2025 06:12
Where does one belong!
Tristan Robert Lange said:
I can feel the hurt in this, Friendship. The ache in these questions...unanswered, unresolved...reverberates loud and clear. You’ve given voice to a pain so many of us carry in silence. Truly, an excellent job, my dear friend. 🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
July 25th, 2025 12:10
Tristan Robert Lange said:
I can feel the hurt in this, Friendship. The ache in these questions...unanswered, unresolved...reverberates loud and clear. You’ve given voice to a pain so many of us carry in silence. Truly, an excellent job, my dear friend. 🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
July 25th, 2025 12:10
Where does one belong!
Poetic Licence said:
This is very close to the core for me, i understand everything written in this piece and I still struggle everyday to find the answers, nicely expressed and written, what a wonderful painting
July 25th, 2025 10:53
Poetic Licence said:
This is very close to the core for me, i understand everything written in this piece and I still struggle everyday to find the answers, nicely expressed and written, what a wonderful painting
July 25th, 2025 10:53
Where does one belong!
sorenbarrett said:
So hard to stand alone against the waves and try to hold back the tide. Harder still when hope and dreams like sand washed out from under ones feet leave one adrift. When caught in an undertow and taken far from shore to swim against the current and see the land of dreams can not be reached as strength fails. Yet never give up swim out of the current and one never knows when a boat may give a helping hand. A poem of despair and lost hope of loss and yet the darkest hour is just before the dawn they say. Courage is measured by the adversity it faces
July 25th, 2025 09:42
sorenbarrett said:
So hard to stand alone against the waves and try to hold back the tide. Harder still when hope and dreams like sand washed out from under ones feet leave one adrift. When caught in an undertow and taken far from shore to swim against the current and see the land of dreams can not be reached as strength fails. Yet never give up swim out of the current and one never knows when a boat may give a helping hand. A poem of despair and lost hope of loss and yet the darkest hour is just before the dawn they say. Courage is measured by the adversity it faces
July 25th, 2025 09:42
Fly
Cheeky Missy said:
Wasn\'t it the very same critter which saw Aunt Polly giving Pollyanna a pamphlet on the dangers of such creatures on our health, the latter turning that reproof into a game? And living on the Colorado prairies saw my father hanging long, yellow sticky tongues of fly-paper over our kitchen table to yield relief, these collecting the pests until their corpses joined our dishes on the table below. All this for a pesky fly. Prettily rendered with excellent imagery and a haunting poignancy. Thank you for sharing.
July 24th, 2025 19:21
Cheeky Missy said:
Wasn\'t it the very same critter which saw Aunt Polly giving Pollyanna a pamphlet on the dangers of such creatures on our health, the latter turning that reproof into a game? And living on the Colorado prairies saw my father hanging long, yellow sticky tongues of fly-paper over our kitchen table to yield relief, these collecting the pests until their corpses joined our dishes on the table below. All this for a pesky fly. Prettily rendered with excellent imagery and a haunting poignancy. Thank you for sharing.
July 24th, 2025 19:21
Nature is Calling.
Damaso said:
Wow, I\'m dazzled. A masterpiece full of spices, images, sensations, and nostalgia. I\'m glad I stopped by to read it. I really enjoyed it. Thanks for sharing. Best regards.
July 24th, 2025 13:48
Damaso said:
Wow, I\'m dazzled. A masterpiece full of spices, images, sensations, and nostalgia. I\'m glad I stopped by to read it. I really enjoyed it. Thanks for sharing. Best regards.
July 24th, 2025 13:48
My only friend,my best friend,
Cheeky Missy said:
How sweet, what a lovely dedication to your unknown brother. Thank you for sharing. Beautifully rendered with a haunting poignancy and excellent imagery.
July 24th, 2025 12:26
Cheeky Missy said:
How sweet, what a lovely dedication to your unknown brother. Thank you for sharing. Beautifully rendered with a haunting poignancy and excellent imagery.
July 24th, 2025 12:26
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