Comments received on poems by ann hegg
To the one who hurt me the most
NafisaSB said:
We never know or realize our own value , and there are more critics than friends around. So be aware of your own worth
April 7th, 2026 11:23
NafisaSB said:
We never know or realize our own value , and there are more critics than friends around. So be aware of your own worth
April 7th, 2026 11:23
To the one who hurt me the most
sorenbarrett said:
We are often our own worst enemy when we should be our own best friend. Nicely written
April 6th, 2026 09:33
sorenbarrett said:
We are often our own worst enemy when we should be our own best friend. Nicely written
April 6th, 2026 09:33
That feeling...
Allie561 said:
I feel this Ann. Spacing out and wishing there was something to grab ahold of. Great poem.
April 3rd, 2026 11:47
Allie561 said:
I feel this Ann. Spacing out and wishing there was something to grab ahold of. Great poem.
April 3rd, 2026 11:47
That feeling...
sorenbarrett said:
There is confusion in finding one\'s way out of this box. Well written it conveys the feeling well of being trapped and unable to find escape.
April 3rd, 2026 08:25
sorenbarrett said:
There is confusion in finding one\'s way out of this box. Well written it conveys the feeling well of being trapped and unable to find escape.
April 3rd, 2026 08:25
Efforts........
Allie561 said:
No matter what we do, we will always face judgement. People will never be satisfied which is why it’s good to learn to tune them out. Great poem.
April 1st, 2026 10:51
Allie561 said:
No matter what we do, we will always face judgement. People will never be satisfied which is why it’s good to learn to tune them out. Great poem.
April 1st, 2026 10:51
Heart is still a child
2781 said:
Here\'s hope - Except ye be converted, and become as little children, ye shall not enter the kingdom of God.
March 29th, 2026 08:50
2781 said:
Here\'s hope - Except ye be converted, and become as little children, ye shall not enter the kingdom of God.
March 29th, 2026 08:50
Rain
sorenbarrett said:
A poem that could be taken as surreal but seems instead a metaphor and we all see nothing but our own delusions some shared with others but ours. Well written
March 29th, 2026 08:39
sorenbarrett said:
A poem that could be taken as surreal but seems instead a metaphor and we all see nothing but our own delusions some shared with others but ours. Well written
March 29th, 2026 08:39
Heart is still a child
Katie B. said:
I thought it was about a dying child.
Well written.
March 28th, 2026 06:48
Katie B. said:
I thought it was about a dying child.
Well written.
March 28th, 2026 06:48
Heart is still a child
sorenbarrett said:
I find myself confused in that child resting heart rates are higher than adults but it casts such a lovely feeling this difference in heart rates indicating childhood and a poem that is one of enlightenment and rejuvenation spiritually and corporally. Very well done
March 28th, 2026 03:52
sorenbarrett said:
I find myself confused in that child resting heart rates are higher than adults but it casts such a lovely feeling this difference in heart rates indicating childhood and a poem that is one of enlightenment and rejuvenation spiritually and corporally. Very well done
March 28th, 2026 03:52
Expected......
Allie561 said:
It’s hard to look at a stranger when they once knew everything about you. I’ve struggled with this as well, I hope you can find peace in it.
March 26th, 2026 22:49
Allie561 said:
It’s hard to look at a stranger when they once knew everything about you. I’ve struggled with this as well, I hope you can find peace in it.
March 26th, 2026 22:49
Expected......
sorenbarrett said:
The last line turns this around from the giver to the receiver and the meaning flips. Nicely done
March 26th, 2026 07:08
sorenbarrett said:
The last line turns this around from the giver to the receiver and the meaning flips. Nicely done
March 26th, 2026 07:08
Why memories ......?
sorenbarrett said:
Life is a paradox a contradiction where death is the end of the road and being forgotten is to be expected. Nothing bad in this just it is what it is. Well written
March 23rd, 2026 13:32
sorenbarrett said:
Life is a paradox a contradiction where death is the end of the road and being forgotten is to be expected. Nothing bad in this just it is what it is. Well written
March 23rd, 2026 13:32
How guilt feels
sorenbarrett said:
Hope is the last thing to die. Well written
March 12th, 2026 19:53
sorenbarrett said:
Hope is the last thing to die. Well written
March 12th, 2026 19:53
spring never lasts forever
sorenbarrett said:
Emotions are often symbolized by and accompany seasons. A lovely write
January 28th, 2026 10:44
sorenbarrett said:
Emotions are often symbolized by and accompany seasons. A lovely write
January 28th, 2026 10:44
spring never lasts forever
Friendship said:
Nicely done. Your poem serves as a poignant reminder that while moments of joy and tranquility may be fleeting, the journey of life continues, filled with ups and downs that shape our existence.
January 28th, 2026 09:55
Friendship said:
Nicely done. Your poem serves as a poignant reminder that while moments of joy and tranquility may be fleeting, the journey of life continues, filled with ups and downs that shape our existence.
January 28th, 2026 09:55
sorry for the memory we had
sorenbarrett said:
So much said mentally imagined, observed in body language, through eyes mirror of the soul. fantasized or true there is a conversation not in words here. Well done
January 16th, 2026 12:07
sorenbarrett said:
So much said mentally imagined, observed in body language, through eyes mirror of the soul. fantasized or true there is a conversation not in words here. Well done
January 16th, 2026 12:07
