Comments received on poems by Tristan Robert Lange



Invisible Woe-Man
Cheeky Missy said:

I guess the aberrations begin with the \"t,\" since \"odd\" doesn\'t have any such letters, but then my sleep-starved mind reckons that \"just to a T\" or the like is intended, and as ever tis, the naughtiest boys are such cuties, ergo the devil line? Interesting and excellently rendered with fascinating imagery and a familiar, yet curious poignancy. Thank you for sharing.

July 29th, 2025 22:53

Invisible Woe-Man
Tony36 said:

Excellent write Tristan

July 29th, 2025 18:40

Puritanical
Kevin Hulme said:

Yes I enjoyed this. Good one.

July 29th, 2025 18:29

Invisible Woe-Man
orchidee said:

Some doodles? Does, erm, Popeye doodle? We know we can\'t answer that here! lol.

July 29th, 2025 10:45

Invisible Woe-Man
Poetic Licence said:

Its Great to see other creative ways to deliver your work, and this is creative and enjoyable read

July 29th, 2025 08:22

Invisible Woe-Man
sorenbarrett said:

Creative and most enlightening to the mind of one that wishes to see. Nicely done and a fave

July 29th, 2025 08:17

Hard Nope
NafisaSB said:

creativity at its best in a new form - wonders will never cease - as more talents are revealed
beautifully expressed

July 29th, 2025 00:27

Imago Dei
Cheeky Missy said:

Funny, should be clarity in brevity, however I\'m still stumped. Mum wouldn\'t allow me to wear my hair that short, so I could only have half of it in that style with longer in the back. The girl appears possibly less than happy, too lost in a brown study. While initially provoked to consider my own stance, I suspect that\'s not the point. Thank you for sharing, you got me.

July 28th, 2025 15:48

Imago Dei
sorenbarrett said:

Again Tristan I am intrigued with the word shape in your poem. It seems a tree. more a pine, and trees are what they are supposed to be and seek no other shape. It is humans that prune them and twist them to make them what they want. A lovely write.

July 28th, 2025 15:16

Imago Dei
Tony36 said:

Excellent write Tristan

July 28th, 2025 12:15

Puritanical
Demar Desu said:

Beautiful work

July 28th, 2025 11:55

Imago Dei
Neville said:



I am so glad you left it at that our Tristan .. I doubt it could possibly have been bettered & for lots of good reasons .. ink splendidly spilt sir T .. N

July 28th, 2025 10:45

Imago Dei
orchidee said:

Aghhh! But who is in the Imago Popeye? - don\'t answer that in detail! lol.

July 28th, 2025 09:36

Imago Dei
Tony Grannell said:

Hello, Tristan,

To behold, a triangular poem, the three points of the holy trinity and therein: \'I AM what ought to be.\' Divined from the soul this one simple truth in a spiritually resplendent verse. Accolades galore, my friend.

Fond regards,

Tony.

July 28th, 2025 09:02

Imago Dei
Poetic Licence said:

Isn\'t that a beautiful statement, I am what ought to be, which ever way the cards play out this is what you will be, enjoyed the read

July 28th, 2025 08:38

Imago Dei
arqios said:

You are the architect of reality, infusing every moment with bold possibility. When you declare “I AM what ought to be,” you spark a radiant dawn of hope and wonder.

July 28th, 2025 08:03

Imago Dei
Salvia.S 🌹 said:

This is a Beautiful and powerful declaration of identity—bold, spiritual, and affirming. \"I AM what ought to be\" captures the heart of dignity and divine worth. Very nicely written dearest Tittu 🌹 a fave 🌹


July 28th, 2025 07:56

Puritanical
ElizabethMoroz said:

You engage with fierce critique of the truth and at the same time imbue beauty among the second paragraph which is a lovely way to lift the piece through the dark and critical and necessary truth of the first paragraph: I love the rhyme in this piece - it sings with insight and uplifts in poetic elegance and word placement: delightful criticism of mankind’s wayward ways highlighting the restrictive thinking of puritanical notions.
Looking forward to the next piece! Elizabeth

July 27th, 2025 23:26

Puritanical
Friendship said:

Your poem revolves around the tension between piety and the realities of life, particularly the harsh conditions faced by the marginalized. It critiques the puritanical view of life that prioritizes moral superiority over compassion and engagement with the struggles of the poor.

July 27th, 2025 15:18

Puritanical
Tony Grannell said:

Indeed it does, Tristan,

Of homelessness, depression, hopelessness, the absence of self esteem, nightmares and above all, wretchedness. Shackled from the fundamental needs of life by those who wallow in their scented fountains and voluntary blindness. A formidable verse perfectly composed and I do so like multi syllable rhyming words. Excellent, my friend.

Fond regards,

Tony.

July 27th, 2025 12:22

Puritanical
Salvia.S 🌹 said:

Your poem critiques the strict, moralistic views of Puritanism, highlighting the potential for fear, judgment, and hypocrisy. The contrast between the \"perfume botanical\" and \"iron, judge-rusted manacle\" effectively conveys the disconnect between the idealized, pious life and the harsh realities faced by the poor. This seems to suggest that this strict moral lens can be limiting and even oppressive. Well-crafted dearest Tittu 👏🌹
A fave for sure 🌹

July 27th, 2025 12:16

Puritanical
Poetic Licence said:

A wonderful and powerful write, it does send out a strong message of the pain and suffering of the poor continuing unabated, but I feel the world is becoming poor and bankrupt in morality, kindness, compassion, patience, guidance and so on, really enjoyed the read

July 27th, 2025 09:02

Puritanical
Tony36 said:

Excellent write Tristan

July 27th, 2025 08:31

Puritanical
sorenbarrett said:

Short the key to poetry, powerful, metaphoric it sends its message straight to the conscience of the capitalist, socialist and communist where the poor still reside. A fave my friend

July 27th, 2025 08:20

Puritanical
Cheeky Missy said:

Say you so, eh? \"...My yoke is easy, and my burden is light...but ye will not come to Me that ye might have life...[Why do ye not understand My speech? even because ye cannot hear My word.] Ye are of your father the devil and the lusts of your father ye will do, he was a murderer from the beginning and abode not in the truth because there is no truth in him, when he speaketh a lie he speaketh of his own: for he is a liar and the father of it. And because I tell you the truth ye believe Me not.\" (Matt 11:30; Jn 5:40; 8: 43-45) Yes, there is both a wealth and poverty in this discussion and the ways. Beautifully rendered in brevity with excellent imagery and a keenly haunting poignancy. Thank you for sharing.

July 27th, 2025 07:11

Puritanical
arqios said:

This poem shreds polite moralising. It reveals how self-righteous views mask injustice. It sets “perfume botanical” against “iron, judge-rusted manacle.” The tight rhyme shows dogma’s grip on us. It asks who suffers in the name of virtue. “Puritanical” means being overly strict about what’s right. It’s seeing life through a pious lens. It ignores the pain of the poor.

July 27th, 2025 07:08

The Death of a Woman\'s Heart
Salvia.S 🌹 said:

This poem has my heart. It\'s hauntingly beautiful and captures the pain of heartbreak with such raw emotion. The imagery is vivid and evocative, drawing the reader into the darkness. The demon as a symbol for past trauma is especially powerful. It feels almost universal, like it could resonate with anyone who\'s experienced heartbreak. Well done dearest Tittu 🌹 A fave for sure ❤️

July 27th, 2025 05:42

Wild Child
Doggerel Dave said:

Empathy comes via my experience of reggae - the first time I could move at all.
Great stuff Tristan.

July 26th, 2025 17:07

Wild Child
Cheeky Missy said:

Methinks, oh thou self-proclaimed \"wild child,\" thou forgotest the closing quote marks. There\'s something so energizing about yielding to the passionate impulse of such influences, isn\'t there, though? And the copper merely was trying to do his duty in keeping the peace, no offense to you, he simply wasn\'t allowed to let it get out of hand. [I do love law enforcement. If only--] Beautifully rendered with excellent imagery and a lively poignancy. Thank you for sharing.

July 26th, 2025 13:31

Wild Child
Bella Shepard said:

This poem is chock full of exhuberence and all out fun, yeah! Thank you for sharing this amazing expetience. As one who appreciates large print, I thank you.

July 26th, 2025 12:36



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