Comments received on poems by Tristan Robert Lange
Bogus Border Czars
arqios said:
I still can\'t get my head around the number of medieval and backward things happening in what\'s meant to be the 21st century. 🕊️🙏
January 25th, 2026 20:12
arqios said:
I still can\'t get my head around the number of medieval and backward things happening in what\'s meant to be the 21st century. 🕊️🙏
January 25th, 2026 20:12
Bogus Border Czars
orchidee said:
It must be \'religion\' that\'s the cause of all, or a lot, of these related troubles. Surely not true Christianity lived out in Christ\'s life, love, and light (turn that light on! lol). We\'re on the receiving end of some of that - the latter, that is - at present. :)
January 25th, 2026 12:13
orchidee said:
It must be \'religion\' that\'s the cause of all, or a lot, of these related troubles. Surely not true Christianity lived out in Christ\'s life, love, and light (turn that light on! lol). We\'re on the receiving end of some of that - the latter, that is - at present. :)
January 25th, 2026 12:13
Bogus Border Czars
Friendship said:
Your poem critiques religious and governmental authoritarianism, addressing the impact of rigid belief systems and violence in America.
January 25th, 2026 10:43
Friendship said:
Your poem critiques religious and governmental authoritarianism, addressing the impact of rigid belief systems and violence in America.
January 25th, 2026 10:43
Bogus Border Czars
sorenbarrett said:
Powerful but coded this poem seems to cry out against institutional judgements and regulations of belief and who one is. A sad poem of control enforcement. Such the world has been and such it is, if you are not one of us you are against us. Believing the same is demanded and only the first step.
January 25th, 2026 10:34
sorenbarrett said:
Powerful but coded this poem seems to cry out against institutional judgements and regulations of belief and who one is. A sad poem of control enforcement. Such the world has been and such it is, if you are not one of us you are against us. Believing the same is demanded and only the first step.
January 25th, 2026 10:34
Rest in Peace
Paul Bell said:
Self-analysis of oneself is always a tough task, for every positive there\'s always ten negatives, and we all know the negatives rule.
Forgive yourself, love yourself, don\'t let your past define you, all buzz words with merit, but really need expertise to get to the substance of the matter.
This is why I live in blissful denial, and have a no entry sigh for psychiatrists outside my door.
January 25th, 2026 08:19
Paul Bell said:
Self-analysis of oneself is always a tough task, for every positive there\'s always ten negatives, and we all know the negatives rule.
Forgive yourself, love yourself, don\'t let your past define you, all buzz words with merit, but really need expertise to get to the substance of the matter.
This is why I live in blissful denial, and have a no entry sigh for psychiatrists outside my door.
January 25th, 2026 08:19
Rest in Peace
Thomas W Case said:
This reads like a funeral and a forgiveness held in the same breath.
Painful, brave, and necessary—the kind of goodbye that makes room to live.
January 25th, 2026 07:40
Thomas W Case said:
This reads like a funeral and a forgiveness held in the same breath.
Painful, brave, and necessary—the kind of goodbye that makes room to live.
January 25th, 2026 07:40
Rest in Peace
arqios said:
A mirror reflection where left is right and right is left, uniquely your own story and yet projecting mine. Haunting. There was that version of self that had to be let go in order to take part in today and hopefully tomorrow. R.I.P. 🙏🏻🕊️
January 25th, 2026 00:51
arqios said:
A mirror reflection where left is right and right is left, uniquely your own story and yet projecting mine. Haunting. There was that version of self that had to be let go in order to take part in today and hopefully tomorrow. R.I.P. 🙏🏻🕊️
January 25th, 2026 00:51
Rest in Peace
Elaine P. said:
Tristan,
Your poem is an interesting and compassionate read. Thank you for sharing it.
Elaine
January 24th, 2026 19:50
Elaine P. said:
Tristan,
Your poem is an interesting and compassionate read. Thank you for sharing it.
Elaine
January 24th, 2026 19:50
Rest in Peace
Doggerel Dave said:
This is one to identify with, Tristan. The changes in me are difficult to map, however I know that I would not be who I am now (And I am happy, content with me now) without all of those previous younger selves. I’m not about to reveal them, however. Suffice to hint that there are a number of yours which seem familiar!.
January 24th, 2026 17:52
Doggerel Dave said:
This is one to identify with, Tristan. The changes in me are difficult to map, however I know that I would not be who I am now (And I am happy, content with me now) without all of those previous younger selves. I’m not about to reveal them, however. Suffice to hint that there are a number of yours which seem familiar!.
January 24th, 2026 17:52
Rest in Peace
Teddy.15 said:
When one can recognise changes within themselves that a complete power over soul.. kudos, I did read the first lines of sorrenbarret\'s review which made me chuckle. Way to go Tristan taking back the power. 🌹
January 24th, 2026 11:56
Teddy.15 said:
When one can recognise changes within themselves that a complete power over soul.. kudos, I did read the first lines of sorrenbarret\'s review which made me chuckle. Way to go Tristan taking back the power. 🌹
January 24th, 2026 11:56
Rest in Peace
orchidee said:
Good write T. Meanwhile, in Cuckoo Land, there\'s never any peace when \'they\' are around. We knows \'em! lol.
January 24th, 2026 10:39
orchidee said:
Good write T. Meanwhile, in Cuckoo Land, there\'s never any peace when \'they\' are around. We knows \'em! lol.
January 24th, 2026 10:39
Rest in Peace
sorenbarrett said:
Don\'t scare me like that my old heart can\'t take it. This poem seems a recognition of the death of an old self and the birth of a new one that now bids farewell to the old ( grieving? mourns? but bids adieu at any rate) this in one sense is a common phenomena of growth in all of us. Onion eyes, each layer a layer of growth, Knowledge comes with pain that innocence that was once bliss has turned to an adult view of tragedy and how one might weep and wish to return to childhood and its simple joys and fantasies but the genie it is out of the bottle, Pandora\'s box has been opened and these things can not be returned to how they were. Well done Tristan
January 24th, 2026 08:59
sorenbarrett said:
Don\'t scare me like that my old heart can\'t take it. This poem seems a recognition of the death of an old self and the birth of a new one that now bids farewell to the old ( grieving? mourns? but bids adieu at any rate) this in one sense is a common phenomena of growth in all of us. Onion eyes, each layer a layer of growth, Knowledge comes with pain that innocence that was once bliss has turned to an adult view of tragedy and how one might weep and wish to return to childhood and its simple joys and fantasies but the genie it is out of the bottle, Pandora\'s box has been opened and these things can not be returned to how they were. Well done Tristan
January 24th, 2026 08:59
Rest in Peace
Friendship said:
Wow.What a compelling piece! Your poem transported me to the room where you lay in bed; your performance was captivating. Kudos to your remarkable writing skills. The poem explores the complex relationship between the poet and their former self, highlighting themes of self-acceptance, loss, and the struggle to relinquish past identities. It conveys a sense of mourning for the self that once was, while also suggesting hope for healing and transformation. Yet the Poet\'s introspection regarding their past identity, the emotional turmoil experienced due to self-hatred, and the realization that to move forward, they must confront and release their former self. The poem captures the pain of loss, both of self-love and the innocence of youth.
January 24th, 2026 08:38
Friendship said:
Wow.What a compelling piece! Your poem transported me to the room where you lay in bed; your performance was captivating. Kudos to your remarkable writing skills. The poem explores the complex relationship between the poet and their former self, highlighting themes of self-acceptance, loss, and the struggle to relinquish past identities. It conveys a sense of mourning for the self that once was, while also suggesting hope for healing and transformation. Yet the Poet\'s introspection regarding their past identity, the emotional turmoil experienced due to self-hatred, and the realization that to move forward, they must confront and release their former self. The poem captures the pain of loss, both of self-love and the innocence of youth.
January 24th, 2026 08:38
Oedipal Arrangements
Doggerel Dave said:
Controlled mockery evident here, Tristan – delivered with wit and humour.
Excoriating and thus enjoyable take down of the nuclear family. Your view, I gather, is that as a unit of socialization it’s basically stuffed; a view I share. You have my vote unreservedly.
January 23rd, 2026 19:58
Doggerel Dave said:
Controlled mockery evident here, Tristan – delivered with wit and humour.
Excoriating and thus enjoyable take down of the nuclear family. Your view, I gather, is that as a unit of socialization it’s basically stuffed; a view I share. You have my vote unreservedly.
January 23rd, 2026 19:58
Oedipal Arrangements
arqios said:
My family was so dysfunctional but still kept that hamper pristine. A strange lede force, indeed. 🙏🏻🕊️
January 23rd, 2026 19:46
arqios said:
My family was so dysfunctional but still kept that hamper pristine. A strange lede force, indeed. 🙏🏻🕊️
January 23rd, 2026 19:46
Oedipal Arrangements
Paul Bell said:
Have you seen some of the women out there, metal bar eaters.
Some of the guys, father would turn in his grave as Brutus declares himself, Miss Brutus.
Daddy\'s must pray now that junior makes it through puberty without mentioning. Asexual, Bisexual, Pansexual, and the other 20 that go along with them.
January 23rd, 2026 12:23
Paul Bell said:
Have you seen some of the women out there, metal bar eaters.
Some of the guys, father would turn in his grave as Brutus declares himself, Miss Brutus.
Daddy\'s must pray now that junior makes it through puberty without mentioning. Asexual, Bisexual, Pansexual, and the other 20 that go along with them.
January 23rd, 2026 12:23
Oedipal Arrangements
sorenbarrett said:
I love satire and this is a good one. Tristan you have encapsulated a salesman\'s approach in this poem of changing culture and what we now see as antiquated and unjust past values for the implication that we have evolved to better and more just values. So I would hope and time will tell. A wonderful and most creative write.
January 23rd, 2026 09:28
sorenbarrett said:
I love satire and this is a good one. Tristan you have encapsulated a salesman\'s approach in this poem of changing culture and what we now see as antiquated and unjust past values for the implication that we have evolved to better and more just values. So I would hope and time will tell. A wonderful and most creative write.
January 23rd, 2026 09:28
Oedipal Arrangements
orchidee said:
Good write T. Dunno about Oedipus, but Popeye\'s married his.............. not now, Popeye! lol.
January 23rd, 2026 09:05
orchidee said:
Good write T. Dunno about Oedipus, but Popeye\'s married his.............. not now, Popeye! lol.
January 23rd, 2026 09:05
Oedipal Arrangements
Friendship said:
Lovely written, my friend. Your poem addresses the roles of a mother, daughter, and son in a stereotypical family dynamic. It highlights the reductive view of women as homemakers and men as leaders, emphasizing the transactional nature of these relationships.
January 23rd, 2026 08:32
Friendship said:
Lovely written, my friend. Your poem addresses the roles of a mother, daughter, and son in a stereotypical family dynamic. It highlights the reductive view of women as homemakers and men as leaders, emphasizing the transactional nature of these relationships.
January 23rd, 2026 08:32
Halos and Horns
Teddy.15 said:
Sounds to me like you found your soul! Wonderful 💜
January 22nd, 2026 11:56
Teddy.15 said:
Sounds to me like you found your soul! Wonderful 💜
January 22nd, 2026 11:56
Halos and Horns
orchidee said:
P & Co will suck us into their black holes - we can\'t escape. Doh! lol.
January 22nd, 2026 10:08
orchidee said:
P & Co will suck us into their black holes - we can\'t escape. Doh! lol.
January 22nd, 2026 10:08
Halos and Horns
Friendship said:
Paul, I must say that it is a very powerful poem. I had to read it a couple of times because you were sending a direct message, yet it was confusing at first, but I think I got it. Not sure yet, but let me know. Have a great day, my friend. Your poem grapples with themes of gravity—both literal and metaphorical—using the concept of a vortex to symbolize forces that draw individuals in, reflecting the struggle between aspiration and obligation. The imagery of a halo turning into horns further conveys the complexity of identity, hinting at the duality of purity and corruption.
January 22nd, 2026 09:42
Friendship said:
Paul, I must say that it is a very powerful poem. I had to read it a couple of times because you were sending a direct message, yet it was confusing at first, but I think I got it. Not sure yet, but let me know. Have a great day, my friend. Your poem grapples with themes of gravity—both literal and metaphorical—using the concept of a vortex to symbolize forces that draw individuals in, reflecting the struggle between aspiration and obligation. The imagery of a halo turning into horns further conveys the complexity of identity, hinting at the duality of purity and corruption.
January 22nd, 2026 09:42
Halos and Horns
sorenbarrett said:
Good becomes evil we see it every day and what I was taught as virtuous American history I find repulsive today. The halo becomes horns. A wonderful write Tristan with such a good metaphor. Witch burning was once deemed righteous, stoning for blasphemy, Adams and Jefferson would have been hung for treason if they had lost. And today what yesterday was a joke today is politically incorrect and people are fired for it.
January 22nd, 2026 09:17
sorenbarrett said:
Good becomes evil we see it every day and what I was taught as virtuous American history I find repulsive today. The halo becomes horns. A wonderful write Tristan with such a good metaphor. Witch burning was once deemed righteous, stoning for blasphemy, Adams and Jefferson would have been hung for treason if they had lost. And today what yesterday was a joke today is politically incorrect and people are fired for it.
January 22nd, 2026 09:17
Garden of Surprises
Dominic Windram said:
This is a truly haunting poem abounding with vivid imagery....definitely worthy of a fave!
January 22nd, 2026 02:55
Dominic Windram said:
This is a truly haunting poem abounding with vivid imagery....definitely worthy of a fave!
January 22nd, 2026 02:55
Garden of Surprises
arqios said:
It felt like turning life on its head, us living with contradictions and paradoxes. But that’s probably just my at times neurodivergent way of thinking 🤔🙏🏻🕊️
January 21st, 2026 18:39
arqios said:
It felt like turning life on its head, us living with contradictions and paradoxes. But that’s probably just my at times neurodivergent way of thinking 🤔🙏🏻🕊️
January 21st, 2026 18:39
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
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