Comments received on poems by Tristan Robert Lange
Garden of Surprises
Paul Bell said:
Okay I\'m not having roots disturbing my death nap, bad enough in life people chapping your door selling you death insurance.
Quite fancy getting dumped in space floating for all eternity. Maybe start a business plan here.
January 21st, 2026 15:48
Paul Bell said:
Okay I\'m not having roots disturbing my death nap, bad enough in life people chapping your door selling you death insurance.
Quite fancy getting dumped in space floating for all eternity. Maybe start a business plan here.
January 21st, 2026 15:48
Garden of Surprises
Friendship said:
Well said. The poet explores themes of mortality, the grotesque aspects of life, and the transformative power of nature. It suggests that even in death, life continues through decay, as the elements of nature—like roots and twigs—persist and intertwine.
January 21st, 2026 14:51
Friendship said:
Well said. The poet explores themes of mortality, the grotesque aspects of life, and the transformative power of nature. It suggests that even in death, life continues through decay, as the elements of nature—like roots and twigs—persist and intertwine.
January 21st, 2026 14:51
Garden of Surprises
sorenbarrett said:
It is all beauty in its own way and place. That, that grows springs from that, that rots. From petrification there is new life liberation. A most interesting poem Tristan Your first two lines caught my attention and felt so poetic in their unexpected contrast and beauty.
January 21st, 2026 10:53
sorenbarrett said:
It is all beauty in its own way and place. That, that grows springs from that, that rots. From petrification there is new life liberation. A most interesting poem Tristan Your first two lines caught my attention and felt so poetic in their unexpected contrast and beauty.
January 21st, 2026 10:53
Garden of Surprises
orchidee said:
It\'s certainly a grotesque garden if one hears a certain glugging sound. I understand one can hear it 23 hours 59 minutes of every day, because it\'s ...... don\'t finish that! lol.
January 21st, 2026 10:13
orchidee said:
It\'s certainly a grotesque garden if one hears a certain glugging sound. I understand one can hear it 23 hours 59 minutes of every day, because it\'s ...... don\'t finish that! lol.
January 21st, 2026 10:13
Uterine Demise
Teddy.15 said:
So very powerful, you my friend have a soul that needs to find peace, there is something he needs to achieve, that he hasn\'t yet, but he will. 🌹
January 21st, 2026 06:13
Teddy.15 said:
So very powerful, you my friend have a soul that needs to find peace, there is something he needs to achieve, that he hasn\'t yet, but he will. 🌹
January 21st, 2026 06:13
Uterine Demise
Doggerel Dave said:
One out, all out....Sorry Tristan, I have passed the stage of sweating it,. At breakfast, I give the tranny atop my fridge a good old tongue lashing. as it pushes out the same old bollocks. (Can\'t say it helps my digestion, but nothing a couple of antiacids can\'t fix) And then try to proceed with my day in blissful ignorance. This sometimes works........................
January 20th, 2026 17:07
Doggerel Dave said:
One out, all out....Sorry Tristan, I have passed the stage of sweating it,. At breakfast, I give the tranny atop my fridge a good old tongue lashing. as it pushes out the same old bollocks. (Can\'t say it helps my digestion, but nothing a couple of antiacids can\'t fix) And then try to proceed with my day in blissful ignorance. This sometimes works........................
January 20th, 2026 17:07
Uterine Demise
Paul Bell said:
If we were all sane, we would wake up and never put on the news.
Doesn\'t matter what part of the world it is, you live it.
Can\'t remember a time when there was a good luck story out there, probably why we\'re all nuts.
January 20th, 2026 15:34
Paul Bell said:
If we were all sane, we would wake up and never put on the news.
Doesn\'t matter what part of the world it is, you live it.
Can\'t remember a time when there was a good luck story out there, probably why we\'re all nuts.
January 20th, 2026 15:34
Uterine Demise
orchidee said:
Ooh! It\'ll pass - only a bad hair day. But - a day of hearing things, certain glugs. That\'ll ruin anyone\'s day! heehee.
January 20th, 2026 09:46
orchidee said:
Ooh! It\'ll pass - only a bad hair day. But - a day of hearing things, certain glugs. That\'ll ruin anyone\'s day! heehee.
January 20th, 2026 09:46
Uterine Demise
Friendship said:
I hear you, been there on days the world seems overwhelming. Your poem centers around feelings of wanting to disappear and escape from the burdens of life. It expresses a desire for a reversal of existence and an end to suffering, highlighting the poet\'s intense emotional state. I hope this feels goes soon.
January 20th, 2026 09:31
Friendship said:
I hear you, been there on days the world seems overwhelming. Your poem centers around feelings of wanting to disappear and escape from the burdens of life. It expresses a desire for a reversal of existence and an end to suffering, highlighting the poet\'s intense emotional state. I hope this feels goes soon.
January 20th, 2026 09:31
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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
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