Comments received on poems by Quemis



Bereave
L. B. Mek said:

such a tightly woven work of poetic commentary
with such seamless flow and natural rhythm..
a quenching drink, in a read
thank you! dear Poet

August 5th, 2022 02:35

Doctors Note
L. B. Mek said:

\'Got the Kubrick stare going,\'
lol
\'For gaps found inside you. \'
deep...
a great read!
thanks for sharing, dear Poet

August 2nd, 2022 04:25

Gradual
L. B. Mek said:

what to do, indeed?
a wonderfully poignant shorty
thanks for sharing, dear poet
(btw how did your French write go down?)

July 29th, 2022 03:01

Nous parlons Tous Français
L. B. Mek said:

\'The evil done inside and by France
is worth a pause.\'
as-ever - your writing, at its core
is so innately sincere and humble..
(I just hope your audience
is as well read as you
so they can better appreciate the nuances
in your poetic wordplay)
viva la France! lol
humanity, is grateful
for the legacy of the Celtic, Gauls
great, abhorrent or absurd

July 14th, 2022 00:54

Hail Mary
L. B. Mek said:

still, while the sun shines
we have windows of relief
from all the stresses of life
should we but choose
to take a minute and commune
with that soothing
and abundant, gift of replenishing
Nature..
stay Strong, dear poet
\'don\'t let the bleak
be
all, that you choose
to see\'

July 12th, 2022 02:58

Alex
L. B. Mek said:

yeah, I too have a graveyard
of cherished friendships
I mourn over, dear Poet..
(all we can do
is treasure the beautiful memories
they gifted us
fight away, the pain and hurt
that fuel our regrets
and blame, accounts
just
try to squeeze, what goodness
we can, out of life\'s shattered
dreams and connections
look up, and wish them a \'hey\'
for \'old times\' sake\', and hope
those winds of change, will
deliver
our well wishes and yearning
feelings..
as sincere, as those tears
we refuse to let drip)
another brilliantly relatable read, thank you!

June 28th, 2022 03:06

Hypnos
L. B. Mek said:

memorable imagery and really like
the fit, of your title
thanks for sharing, dear poet(s)

June 21st, 2022 03:52

Summers are the Coldest
L. B. Mek said:

\'Wasn\'t for lack of trying,
Knew the deck was stacked.

But every fight is different,
And its time I must stay in.
Keep saying I can\'t run as fast,
Odds weren\'t on me to win.

A thousand irons on the fire,
Never felt hope so damn close.\'
you\'re just so subtle
in tonality and flow, and yet
you impart such profound insight
I genuinely love! your poetic style
and feel privileged
that you choose to share your talent
dear cherished Poet..
(stay Strong, scribble Often
and be Proud! of the who
you\'re striving to become
cherish the long journeys
care less, about those
blink-n-miss
results and rewards)

June 14th, 2022 03:19

There Is an Old Weed in my Garden
orchidee said:

I was the gardener in the garden! Or was I the weed?! lol.

June 1st, 2022 02:14

There Is an Old Weed in my Garden
jarcher54 said:

Your precise descriptions, almost technical language, and the short intense format of your lyrics remind me a bit of John Donne. A fine commentary on the weeds among us!

June 1st, 2022 00:38

Nasma
L. B. Mek said:

what choice wording, such a beautiful read
I\'m so happy
that you seem to have
such a strong anchor
for hope, in your life..
thanks for sharing, dear Poet

May 31st, 2022 05:04

Nasma
Saxon Crow said:

Nicely penned

May 31st, 2022 00:47

There Is an Old Weed in my Garden
orchidee said:

Good write Q. I didn\'t know I was in your garden! lol.

May 1st, 2022 12:59

Beacon
L. B. Mek said:

such an impactful image
and an intriguing read
thanks for sharing, dear poet

April 15th, 2022 03:41

Half-light Transport
Rocky Lagou said:

Great usage of imagery. Really well done!

March 28th, 2022 12:58

Half-light Transport
Dahlia said:

very nice 👌
have a great day!
Dahlia

March 28th, 2022 10:47

Tarnished
L. B. Mek said:

tarnished by residue dirt, we accrue
ducking, life\'s zeal for chaos
and lamenting our warped, fortunes
of good intentions by the majority
being poisoned
by the selfish few of society\'s, forsaken;
who climb to prominence
on wings of self intrust and ambitious self reliance..
this, be our cyclical duality
of humourless, absurdity
this, dear Poet
be, what your words of insightful
poetic damnation, showcase
a succinct poetic portrayal
of that pitifully, entangled states
humanity ends-up, trying to free itself from
disaster after disaster
generation after generation
\'fetid name\'
after, bleak
\'fetid namelessness\'
(a great write!
of poignantly Timely, commentary
thanks for sharing)

March 15th, 2022 06:19


The Sigh of Half a Decade
L. B. Mek said:

Brilliant!
(and a much belated
Happy New Year!
dear Poet, thanks for sharing)
\'Discovery and tenderness,
Revelation and mime;
Long nights sharing guarded pain,
The craft of filling time.

The wrench of coming tragedy,
The loss of rhyme and way;
Confusion so encompassing -
On love there\'s naught to say.\'

January 20th, 2022 08:18

Adomania
jarcher54 said:

You have such poignant, vivid images, always musical and inventive, traditional but new! Seasons stealing the colors, inkwells gone dry. Very sincere and sophisticated. You naturally use all the poet\'s tools, like you don\'t even know it it is so natural. Image, rhythm, anaphora, rhyme, simplicity, theme, vocabulary, you name it. This is a treasure.

January 19th, 2022 23:49

Adomania
L. B. Mek said:

\'Endlessness in memory,
A breath held for a thief;
Seasons are always stealing,
the color from our leaf.\'
love these lines
a great write!
thanks for sharing, dear Poet
(Adomania, in a blink
Kairosclerosis, in a heartbeat
we scrape, all we can
from that bottomless barrel
we call a life
and then, it gets tipped over
so get to start, all over again)
luckily, we just title it
a New Year
so we can get sht faced
and \'cheers\', all night long...

December 21st, 2021 05:36

Frostbite
L. B. Mek said:

\'Pallid hands and fingertips
Grey and bloody nose
Footprints fading circular
In ever rising snows\'

\'There are depths to being lost
And somewhere down below
Confusion is a comfort
And warmth is letting go\'..
Brilliant!

November 29th, 2021 06:05

Frostbite
Eugene S. said:

Beautiful flow. You\'ve given a \'thing\' - frostbite - depth and poignancy. Well done.

November 29th, 2021 02:05

Logan
L. B. Mek said:

I consider it my good fortune and humbling honour, to have been given the opportunity to read these masterful words of pure - distilled, unbreakable: sibling Love..
I wish your sister the very best,
on this new page of her life
she\'s boldly chosen, to embark upon;
and I congratulate you, for expressing yourself so transparent
in such an eloquent poem,
I hope the rest of the wedding, is imbued with as much class, as you\'ve painstakingly adorned your poem with!
thanks for choosing to share, dear Poet
hope y\'all have/had a great time 🍾🥂

October 19th, 2021 04:25

Paths
L. B. Mek said:

\'Though each stone looks the same,
Whisper again the magic;
The lesson bought with pain.

Make of your lips an instrument.
Make of our curse a crown.
Find light without a filament\'..
distilled wisdom, served as a delectable poetic treat, a reading feast!
thank you! dear poet
(indeed, they be costly
those lessons, bought
by our survival of pain)

September 9th, 2021 04:36

Star-Crossed
L. B. Mek said:

\'Actors I don\'t recognize
Mime familial rage.

Curtains rise to sobbing,
And fall to rave reviews.\'
\'The magic weight of people
A potent portent make.

Go back and change the passion,
Take a right before the war,
Don\'t have those poisoned children,
Sentience a whore.\'
Brilliant!
yup those blinkered sheep of society\'s majority
willingly surrendering, once again
to the now twisted reality
of politically hijacked Scientific and Liberalist mentality\'s
poisonously: media addled, into zealotry fields
of victimhood worshipping woketivist activism
as a prelude, initial - first wave
of strategically polarising cultural divisiveness
to that aesthetically repackaged Marxist socialism
with its inevitable promise of mass genocide, hypocrisy...
just so blatant, so pathetic and so, so demoralising
to watch everyone, simply accept it
as it actualises into a tangible reality, gradually - daily
hiding behind nihilism\'s cyclical nature
of self-serving stubborn ignorance
convincing those plagued with idiocy mentality\'s
to \'burn it all down\' like those forgotten sands
of once indestructible empires...
imagine, how the sun must be so - bored, of watching
our generational re-showing: of self-sabotaging prowess...
(such a timely and Brilliant write, dear Poet
and thank you for inspiring my little scribbled reply)

June 29th, 2021 04:42

I never learn
Bearsphotohub said:

I really like this, thank you for sharing

June 19th, 2021 05:26

Triad
L. B. Mek said:

beautifully written, and as \'little dove\' highlighted already
the gentleness in tone and flow, make us think
of Nature\'s abundant tethers to those
spiritual elements within existence, most
can relate to, even if not aligned
under the umbrella of a shared belief system

May 14th, 2021 05:41

Triad
Rainbow said:

Your welcome. Has a very gentle feel to the poem. Like the way you have started the poem ‘ three endless whispers’ seems a bit mysterious .

May 13th, 2021 15:55

Triad
Rainbow said:

I like this flows very well.

May 13th, 2021 15:36

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