Comments received on poems by Tristan Robert Lange
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
Wild Child
orchidee said:
Is that you raving there - as in dancing - or is it some other bloke? I dunno - Popeye, or Obi or someone? lol.
July 26th, 2025 11:05
orchidee said:
Is that you raving there - as in dancing - or is it some other bloke? I dunno - Popeye, or Obi or someone? lol.
July 26th, 2025 11:05
Wild Child
sorenbarrett said:
Tristan this poem of revelry delights the heart. Dance often neglected in the arts is probably the oldest of the arts. It comes from the inner self raw and untamed a rhythm of millenia of drumbeats and moves the body and feet. It burns energy pent up and together with song takes one back to the beginning where thrashing arms and feet with raucous cries brough nurturance. What better way pain to stay A lovely poem of expression
July 26th, 2025 08:33
sorenbarrett said:
Tristan this poem of revelry delights the heart. Dance often neglected in the arts is probably the oldest of the arts. It comes from the inner self raw and untamed a rhythm of millenia of drumbeats and moves the body and feet. It burns energy pent up and together with song takes one back to the beginning where thrashing arms and feet with raucous cries brough nurturance. What better way pain to stay A lovely poem of expression
July 26th, 2025 08:33
Wild Child
Poetic Licence said:
Reliving the meaning of youth, the freedom and enjoyment that those nights out gave you enjoyed the read
July 26th, 2025 08:29
Poetic Licence said:
Reliving the meaning of youth, the freedom and enjoyment that those nights out gave you enjoyed the read
July 26th, 2025 08:29
Wild Child
arqios said:
This “wild child” crackles with unrestrained energy and defiant joy. From the charged opening in the concert hall to the final declaration of freedom, the poem rides a surge of ecstatic movement. It feels like a personal anthem that is unequivocal in its celebration of dance as liberation 🕊️🙏🏻
July 26th, 2025 07:58
arqios said:
This “wild child” crackles with unrestrained energy and defiant joy. From the charged opening in the concert hall to the final declaration of freedom, the poem rides a surge of ecstatic movement. It feels like a personal anthem that is unequivocal in its celebration of dance as liberation 🕊️🙏🏻
July 26th, 2025 07:58
The Death of a Woman\'s Heart
Tony Grannell said:
Hello, Tristan,
The horrors of a woman possessed, all control in the hands of a demon, its, \'knife of a thousand burdens\' relentless as she bleeds out until the last beat of her heart. An extremely dark verse and yet midst all its horror, I actually enjoyed it, macabre as that may sound. Excellent, my friend.
Wishing you all the very best,
Tony.
July 26th, 2025 05:25
Tony Grannell said:
Hello, Tristan,
The horrors of a woman possessed, all control in the hands of a demon, its, \'knife of a thousand burdens\' relentless as she bleeds out until the last beat of her heart. An extremely dark verse and yet midst all its horror, I actually enjoyed it, macabre as that may sound. Excellent, my friend.
Wishing you all the very best,
Tony.
July 26th, 2025 05:25
The Children of the Fall
orchidee said:
And now from me - a freaky poem about Popeye, or some similar guy! heehee.
July 25th, 2025 09:26
orchidee said:
And now from me - a freaky poem about Popeye, or some similar guy! heehee.
July 25th, 2025 09:26
The Children of the Fall
Poetic Licence said:
Your writings are always powerful in nature but with the music takes it to a different level,really hammering the nail home, loved it
July 25th, 2025 09:20
Poetic Licence said:
Your writings are always powerful in nature but with the music takes it to a different level,really hammering the nail home, loved it
July 25th, 2025 09:20
The Children of the Fall
sorenbarrett said:
A great poem/song that calls out with each verse making its point. Music always adds to the lyrics a sense of emotion. Very nice Tristan
July 25th, 2025 09:01
sorenbarrett said:
A great poem/song that calls out with each verse making its point. Music always adds to the lyrics a sense of emotion. Very nice Tristan
July 25th, 2025 09:01
The Children of the Fall
arqios said:
A song that\'s a fierce, unflinching anthem of alienation. It plants the listener smack in the crossroads of judgment and desperation, then hammer home how faith can become both shield and sword. The repeated “children of the fall” hook grounds the song in shared identity; outcasts united by society’s glare. It also somehow brought me back to memories of the children of the corn, perhaps because of the title. Rousing read.
July 25th, 2025 08:52
arqios said:
A song that\'s a fierce, unflinching anthem of alienation. It plants the listener smack in the crossroads of judgment and desperation, then hammer home how faith can become both shield and sword. The repeated “children of the fall” hook grounds the song in shared identity; outcasts united by society’s glare. It also somehow brought me back to memories of the children of the corn, perhaps because of the title. Rousing read.
July 25th, 2025 08:52
The Death of a Woman\'s Heart
Damaso said:
Extremely raw, shocking, and real. Incredible writing and development. Truly a gem, thanks for sharing. I thoroughly enjoyed it. Cheers.
July 24th, 2025 14:18
Damaso said:
Extremely raw, shocking, and real. Incredible writing and development. Truly a gem, thanks for sharing. I thoroughly enjoyed it. Cheers.
July 24th, 2025 14:18
The Death of a Woman\'s Heart
Neville said:
You didn\'t poem this in or around October 31st all them years back did you by any chance .. Send chills up a guy spine why don\'tcha .. 🦇🦇🦇😎👍
July 24th, 2025 13:13
Neville said:
You didn\'t poem this in or around October 31st all them years back did you by any chance .. Send chills up a guy spine why don\'tcha .. 🦇🦇🦇😎👍
July 24th, 2025 13:13
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