Comments received on poems by Tristan Robert Lange



Uterine Demise
arqios said:

So strong and overwhelming to read🕊️🙏🏻

January 20th, 2026 09:29

Uterine Demise
sorenbarrett said:

None of us asked to be here we were drafted. We can all quite our resignation papers made of lead or a hemp rope but there is no pension for those that quit and taxation falls on those that stay. A great write Tristan poignant and dark. Well done my friend

January 20th, 2026 09:17

Eyes Aren\'t Lies
Thomas W Case said:

Sharp, unflinching, and alive—your words punch, sting, and hold me close all at once. A fierce, vivid ride through truth, humor, and fire.

January 20th, 2026 08:54

Eyes Aren\'t Lies
cellinic said:

A very serious and sensible piece of write where socio-political overtones are blended with deep meaning and rather a poetic type of the way it is all composed. My fave

January 20th, 2026 00:17

Eyes Aren\'t Lies
Mutley Ravishes said:

My left arm pulls them in. My right arm pushes them out. Works like a treat, otherwise I wouldn`t waste my time doing it.

January 19th, 2026 23:49

Eyes Aren\'t Lies
arqios said:

Snow days can really be tough. Some days have lots of bright sun in them and it’s when there’s less dragging darkness. 🕊️🙏🏻

January 19th, 2026 22:03

Eyes Aren\'t Lies
Doggerel Dave said:

Tristan, now you come to mention it, I read that a Federal judge has placed a restrictions on ICE activities in Minneapolis. But what does that mean in an America being driven by your ‘Mango Menace’?
Your message is plain and clear to see, without ambiguity, no flannel involved, the anger palpable.
Having reinforced the absolute need for integrity and truth, Your statement that ‘the darkest days are yet to come’ is, at this point, an almost absolute certainty. Can there be the other side to come out to?


January 19th, 2026 17:50

Eyes Aren\'t Lies
Paul Bell said:

The darkest days are definitely yet to come, soon they\'ll be sending you ingredients to make your own meat.
Beats me why we go to war when the food and drink industry is doing a better job in wasting us.



January 19th, 2026 11:12

Eyes Aren\'t Lies
orchidee said:

Doh! It\'s too dark around \'ere! I thought ya was gonna say \'The best days are yet to come\'. Non-glugging days, that is! lol.

January 19th, 2026 11:02

Eyes Aren\'t Lies
sorenbarrett said:

A poem wide open to interpretation I will take off on a wild ride. Technological sugar in exotic flavors to entice the unknowing and ignorant of such real flavors that the artificial is poison with the taste of candy while the real is unavailable in your area. ICE does entice the hot child with appetite untamed but will shock their system in the heat. It is a slimy green in those pools, one that I would never swim in no matter how hot the weather. Give me clean water I say not bottled either and with no additives of fluoride or even chlorine. Tis dark days indeed when one has no right to choose or even complain about the situation and one pays to be beaten, abused and executed then told that it is all for your own good. Not even Hitler was that smooth of a flavor.

January 19th, 2026 09:55

Eyes Aren\'t Lies
Friendship said:

well said, your poem revolves around the rejection of superficiality and deceit, advocating for integrity and truth in the face of evil. The poet intertwines themes of resistance against corruption and the necessity of confronting uncomfortable truths, suggesting that while darkness may lie ahead, it is essential to maintain honesty and moral clarity.

January 19th, 2026 09:45

And Yet It Moves
arqios said:

Icebergs about! 🕊️🙏🏻

January 18th, 2026 20:02

And Yet It Moves
Friendship said:

Your poem explores the relationship between divinity, intelligence, and the quest for truth. It asserts that God, as the creator of everything—including human intelligence—has endowed humanity with the capacity to think critically and discern truth from falsehood. The poet critiques those in power who resist new truths, suggesting that ignorance is not a viable defense when confronted with knowledge. Well written, my friend, I came back on for a while, too cold to paint.

January 18th, 2026 17:57

And Yet It Moves
orchidee said:

Good write T. Since when were P & Co intelligent? They\'re too busy........... don\'t finish that! lol.

January 18th, 2026 10:12

And Yet It Moves
2781 said:

But he that knew not, and did commit things worthy of stripes, shall be beaten with few strips.

January 18th, 2026 09:12

And Yet It Moves
sorenbarrett said:

Love the acrostic Tristan is that double p in people a sign? The creator seems a human need for us there must be a beginning and end for us there must be a creator and if so who created the creator? Mysteries they say but if we are to remain in ignorance then where is the intelligence? A lovely poem Tristan that pricks the mind and Galileo would be proud. A fave

January 18th, 2026 08:54

Not For Me
cellinic said:

A poem written with wonderfully reserved rhythm, emotional and sensible...

January 18th, 2026 08:17

Not For Me
Thomas W Case said:

A clean, aching goodbye—simple on the surface, but heavy with resolve.
The repetition lands like footsteps walking away, steady and final.

January 18th, 2026 07:58

Not For Me
arqios said:

Echoes of a time from a much younger me- before having up and flown. So much nostalgia in brevity🕊️🙏🏻

January 18th, 2026 02:28

Crucible
Mutley Ravishes said:

Born into a crucible for sure! Are we being prepared for something?
Nothing like some music to bring more life to the words.

January 17th, 2026 19:10

Not For Me
Paul Bell said:

The mortgage, the 2.2 children, suburbia, the picket fence, who wouldn\'t want that.
Got a feeling half the world doesn\'t want it, the wife divorcing the husband, the kids divorcing the parents.
You can see why people disappear now.

January 17th, 2026 12:07

Not For Me
orchidee said:

It\'s not for me / us, Popeye. The spinach, I mean! lol.

January 17th, 2026 10:24

Not For Me
sorenbarrett said:

Often wondered if it would be better if we were all rooted. We would have our place know our neighbors and family. Not have to worry so much about change but then we would not be able to travel see new things and heaven forbid that there be a fire or flood unable to save ourselves or help others. A most interesting piece my friend. Nicely done

January 17th, 2026 10:20

Crucible
Teddy.15 said:

One could say flammable? 🤣 Fabulous

January 17th, 2026 06:34

Crucible
orchidee said:

You in the dark there?! lol. Good write T.
Ohh, I can\'t deal with words like \'topographical\' this time of the morning! lol.

January 17th, 2026 03:12

Crucible
arqios said:

Quite the ingenious topographical mapping of the soul. 🙏🕊️

January 16th, 2026 21:23

Crucible
Doggerel Dave said:

Only one question (I got a little claustrophobic, as I am wont to do, in the crucible🙃) Is that portrait of a handsome fella up there you, Tristan?

Despite my phobia, powerful image, that crucible......

January 16th, 2026 17:43

Crucible
sorenbarrett said:

Quite the song this poetic write it speaks of welcoming the fire and enduring the refining. Each rock easier to remain what it is yet so much more valuable when refined. This poem pounds with each utterance of the word crucible like a blacksmiths hammer on the anvil shaping weapons for the war against life. Embrace the fire the flame the crucible, the process makes one stronger and more valuable

January 16th, 2026 08:37

The Fallacy of Forgery
arqios said:

To be delusional about our pain is often the result of being gaslit - a cancer to the soul and the best parts of ourselves 🙏🏻🕊️

January 15th, 2026 20:49

The Fallacy of Forgery
Paul Bell said:

I don\'t even think people realise they\'re abusing you now, it\'s ingrained.
Escalators are a prime example, the amount of people who crack up when you\'re not running down them is amazing. My usual retort is. It\'s a machine that takes you up and down, moron. Abuse back and forth, it\'s like a starter for ten


January 15th, 2026 12:08

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