Comments received on poems by Friendship



Apology in the Language of Stars
sorenbarrett said:

A most beautiful poem of dawning awareness that frees the soul and gives new choices to all of us that are blind and deaf to what might be a helping hand. Well written in verse this poem itself is a glimmer of hope for self guidance in a dark world. It flows like a river to the sea. Nicely done and a fave

January 26th, 2026 06:10

Apology in the Language of Stars
Demar Desu said:

It takes courage to see the possibility of oneself being wrong, these days I struggle with prejudgment from others and I can only assume it’s because of hurt and history. Great poem F-Dawg

January 26th, 2026 05:52

Apology in the Language of Stars
Atticus_made said:

A very heartfelt and gripping poem. I enjoyed reading through it multiple times, as it reminded me of how similar situations can be. One of my favourite poems so far.

January 26th, 2026 05:35

A Father\'s Love
aDarkerMind said:

a beautifully written poem indeed, and very touching.
one to favour and keep close to.

January 25th, 2026 20:31

A Father\'s Love
orchidee said:

A lovely write F. It\'s a very \'claustrophobic\' feeling to lose a loved, and loving, parent.

January 25th, 2026 12:27

A Father\'s Love
Tristan Robert Lange said:

My friend, this resonates deeply. The idea of love shown through presence, restraint, and action rather than words feels so true. It reminds me how the quiet forms of love often shape us the most. Thank you for this. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

January 25th, 2026 11:17

A Father\'s Love
Jerry Reynolds said:

A fine write, friendship. Well crafted.

January 25th, 2026 08:47

At what point will you stop judging me.
Paul Bell said:

Always wonder if the ones judging others are perceiving their own flaws and failures.
Advice is always nice, and can be taken or not.
In the end the buck stops with the individual, and not everyone wants to climb Everest, some just want to be happy.


January 25th, 2026 08:31

A Father\'s Love
Thomas W Case said:

Beautiful.

January 25th, 2026 07:39

A Father\'s Love
sorenbarrett said:

Beautiful sentiment in this poem of a father\'s love for his child and how he shows it. Nicely crafted it tells its tale well in complete clarity. A fave

January 25th, 2026 07:22

At what point will you stop judging me.
Sakwa Franc said:

My \"like \" and \"fav\" to this poem . Great work dear poet

January 24th, 2026 11:12

At what point will you stop judging me.
orchidee said:

Good write F.

January 24th, 2026 10:38

At what point will you stop judging me.
Tristan Robert Lange said:

First off, hell yes on that image. I won\'t be unseeing that for a while! Love it! Dearest Friendship, this poem moves from being examined to standing sovereign. You acknowledge the fractures without surrendering to them, and by the end, the voice is self-owned and luminous. It’s not about perfection…it’s about presence, dignity, and choosing oneself anyway. A beautiful, brave piece. You shine bright, my friend. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️

January 24th, 2026 10:32

At what point will you stop judging me.
sorenbarrett said:

A beautiful poem of who one perceives themselves to be. Nicely done Friendship

January 24th, 2026 09:07

When the Heart Races the Clock
Jerry Reynolds said:

A fine write, Friendship.

January 23rd, 2026 17:18

When the Heart Races the Clock
Paul Bell said:

Why have you got a picture of me on a Monday morning.
Every sailor I would imagine respects the sea, to not surely would be fatal.
I suppose at some point every sailor is going to get caught out, the calm sea now turning in anger.
Always liked the Mary Celeste story till the theorists spoiled it.


January 23rd, 2026 12:03

When the Heart Races the Clock
Tristan Robert Lange said:

Friendship, this is vividly rendered and emotionally exact. The storm imagery, the tightening space, and that quiet act of holding on all work together beautifully. It captures panic without dramatizing it, and recovery without pretending it’s simple. Strong, compassionate work. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

January 23rd, 2026 09:47

\"Voices Unbound\"
teardrop said:

WOW!! Excellent write poet! Words dancing with every stanza engulfed with meaning. This is truly a beautifully well written piece. Be proud of this one.

January 23rd, 2026 09:30

When the Heart Races the Clock
sorenbarrett said:

A hurricane indeed the question becomes cat one, two, three, four or five. The fear is always a five where nothing survives and inner tornadoes take off roofs and carry people away. It is hard to breath in a hurricane the air pressure changes and one has to worry about flying objects. Tidal surge also a problem where one could drown. They say seek safe shelter before it hits but before weather forecasting how would one know? Oh if one could only forecast the panic. A vivid imagery is presented in this poem tying the two together. \"White knuckled waves\" also noted in the lines of tide receding and pulling finger from one\'s throat. A marvelous description of such attacks. This poem presents the whole cycle from beginning to end of the storm. Very nice

January 23rd, 2026 09:19

When the Heart Races the Clock
orchidee said:

Good write F.

January 23rd, 2026 09:07

Butterflies Fly Free
orchidee said:

A fine write F. I must fly like a butterfly, not like The Birdman, cos I keep crashing! lol.

January 22nd, 2026 10:11

Butterflies Fly Free
Tristan Robert Lange said:

Dearest friend, and I feel honored to call you that, reading this feels like permission. Permission to loosen the grip, to stop measuring worth by weight carried. That idea of release as wisdom resonates deeply with me. Thank you for that, Friendship. Well done, indeed, and a fave. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

January 22nd, 2026 09:46

Butterflies Fly Free
Paul Bell said:

Certainly when I was a child, butterflies were abundant, not anymore sadly.
Such a gracious creature, one of natures miracles.

January 22nd, 2026 09:11

Butterflies Fly Free
Soman Ragavan said:

\"We are the moment, bright and brief....\" This sums up the life of the butterfly. A fragile, delicate life, brief as well. It spreads the spendours of its wings. In its brief life it has to do what it must do.

January 22nd, 2026 08:00

Butterflies Fly Free
sorenbarrett said:

It is not just external beauty but that inside that allows us to fly free. It seems that the beauty of the butterfly is a metaphor for the beauty of the soul in each of us. The air that is there for all is free as well and can lift our wings without restriction. A lovely poem that has many details that reinforce this theme. Nicely done my friend.

January 22nd, 2026 07:40

\"Voices Unbound\"
Tristan Robert Lange said:

Reading this reminds me how often we confuse volume with voice. The way you honor presence, gesture, touch, and design as language feels grounding…it calls for listening that’s active, not passive. Beautiful job, dear friend! 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦‍⬛

January 21st, 2026 19:49

\"Voices Unbound\"
Cheeky Missy said:

Autism, in addition to dyslexia, is only one of a couple of my features which cause me difficulty but are simply a fact of life.

January 21st, 2026 18:45

\"Voices Unbound\"
Paul Bell said:

Autistic people are usually good artists, but give them a computer and ask them to show you something, you will see speed at work.
I know this from asking my nephew for a bit of help on the computer. Sadly, I don\'t do speed learning.
Everyone has their strengths out there, and dumb words hinder advancement.

January 21st, 2026 15:43

\"Voices Unbound\"
sorenbarrett said:

A well written piece with a good message. It would be nice if we focused on peoples strengths not weaknesses and the message is heard. Nicely done

January 21st, 2026 10:46

Perseverance in My Life
Mutley Ravishes said:

He who endures to the end will receive the prize!

January 20th, 2026 20:18

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