Comments received on poems by Anna Rojo
The Guy Who Visited My Dreams
sorenbarrett said:
This is truly poetic, vague enough that any may relate, specific enough that one identifies. It speaks as if out of a dream a voice of an entity known and remembered but not present, recognized enough to be missed. It is a dying echo. A lovely write.
October 25th, 2025 19:28
sorenbarrett said:
This is truly poetic, vague enough that any may relate, specific enough that one identifies. It speaks as if out of a dream a voice of an entity known and remembered but not present, recognized enough to be missed. It is a dying echo. A lovely write.
October 25th, 2025 19:28
The Guy Who Visited My Dreams
peto said:
Very interesting write
Kinda scary kinda comforting at the same time
The colour changes were fascinating
And the 1st verse defo my fav
Truly enjoyed reading
October 25th, 2025 18:23
peto said:
Very interesting write
Kinda scary kinda comforting at the same time
The colour changes were fascinating
And the 1st verse defo my fav
Truly enjoyed reading
October 25th, 2025 18:23
White Ribbons
sorenbarrett said:
Wow! This is really good entering the eye resounding in the ear descending to the heart and settling in the gut. There is a sadness a nostalgia frosted in melancholy. It conjures feelings forgotten and and locked away. Truly loved it. It\'s a fave
October 24th, 2025 15:49
sorenbarrett said:
Wow! This is really good entering the eye resounding in the ear descending to the heart and settling in the gut. There is a sadness a nostalgia frosted in melancholy. It conjures feelings forgotten and and locked away. Truly loved it. It\'s a fave
October 24th, 2025 15:49
The Dead Poet
Paul Bell said:
What a great epitaph.
\"The unhappiest poet this town has ever seen.\"
October 23rd, 2025 14:10
Paul Bell said:
What a great epitaph.
\"The unhappiest poet this town has ever seen.\"
October 23rd, 2025 14:10
The Dead Poet
sorenbarrett said:
Poetry a popper\'s game where the money makes no sense or cents and when inspiration dies the ego is the pallbearer. A wonderful write full of metaphor and great lines.
October 23rd, 2025 12:32
sorenbarrett said:
Poetry a popper\'s game where the money makes no sense or cents and when inspiration dies the ego is the pallbearer. A wonderful write full of metaphor and great lines.
October 23rd, 2025 12:32
October
sorenbarrett said:
A plea for communication in this poem. A pledge to listen. nicely written
October 22nd, 2025 04:30
sorenbarrett said:
A plea for communication in this poem. A pledge to listen. nicely written
October 22nd, 2025 04:30
The Garden
sorenbarrett said:
Winter makes no favorites taking all some in the first frost others with a harder freeze are lost. As death in all things it is just no malice just the seasons of time. A lovely write
October 21st, 2025 06:31
sorenbarrett said:
Winter makes no favorites taking all some in the first frost others with a harder freeze are lost. As death in all things it is just no malice just the seasons of time. A lovely write
October 21st, 2025 06:31
The Ticking Clock
RSM0812 said:
Wow. What an imaginative ✍️. Hreat story. Great poem. I thouroughly enjoyed this.
October 20th, 2025 13:43
RSM0812 said:
Wow. What an imaginative ✍️. Hreat story. Great poem. I thouroughly enjoyed this.
October 20th, 2025 13:43
The Ticking Clock
sorenbarrett said:
A great write about the passing of time and the sound that a clock makes to remind us. The crickets and frogs no, they mark no time just lulling us to sleep and dream. Well done
October 20th, 2025 08:57
sorenbarrett said:
A great write about the passing of time and the sound that a clock makes to remind us. The crickets and frogs no, they mark no time just lulling us to sleep and dream. Well done
October 20th, 2025 08:57
