Here, where ink runs not as dye but blood -
a covenant forged in rhythm's flood -
we stand united though the spheres may turn,
each voice a sun where other suns still burn.
Michael Edwards, dawn's unclouded sight,
Neville, your verses pierce the veils of night.
Poetic Licence, wit's rapier play,
Søren Barrett, truth's unbending way.
Fine B, syllables like polished stone,
Yeahchanan, chanting in a timeless tone.
Violet, strength in quiet repose,
Lorna, depths where understanding grows.
Aislinn, honey-steel in every line,
Goldfinch60, light that makes shadows pine.
L.B. Mek, bedrock no storm can move,
Fay Slimm, tides that ancient rhythms prove.
Fred Peyer, architect of thought's new spheres -
and countless more who brighten all our years.
No algorithm's cold, unfeeling hand,
just souls entwined across this singing land.
My Poetic Side - not mere site, but home,
the sacred space where wandering pens may roam.
Here we endure: untamed, unchained, unbowed,
a constellation wearing truth as cloud.
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What a truly wonderful write and observation,( thank you for the mention), a lovely tribute to poetry and this site, very enjoyable
Here we remain: unbent, unbought, unbound,
a republic of verse where truth is crowned.Thank You!
Have a great weekend
Julian Yanover, the creator of this Side, to him first and foremost, a hundred crore salutations... I hope that one day a poets' gathering will be organized from this 'Poetic Side'... From a small, backward corner of the world, perhaps I will be a part of it, and with a healthy body, I may be able to meet my wise and beautiful faraway friends in person! ..Same to You Sir!
Thank you
I find this tribute to be so bitter sweet knowing some mentioned that are no longer here that have left their marks upon me and others still here that are so dear. I thank you most humbly for thinking of me as I think of all the writers here. A most beautiful worded piece that leaves a feeling of unity and hope on this site so nicely done and a fave
My Poetic Side—not platform, but fate,
the door that stands when all else bars the gate.
Julian Yanover, the creator of this Side, to him first and foremost, a hundred crore salutations... I hope that one day a poets' gathering will be organized from this 'Poetic Side'... From a small, backward corner of the world, perhaps I will be a part of it, and with a healthy body, I may be able to meet my wise and beautiful faraway friends in person!
I miss all of them! Awesome tribute🙏🏻🕊️
Thanks a lot for take a look..🙏🙏
You are most welcome. I did find it a bit sad that majority have not been active these days. But it is good to remember and to honour our poetic companions. 🙏🏻🕊️
Due to excessive work, we also lack time... yet, how can I let go of taking a breath... poetry is like oxygen for us.
Yes! Some of us here actually put aside a small amount of time daily to take that breath of poetic oxygen. I am trying to do the same.🙏🏻🕊️
This poem is nicely written and melodious. Thank you for sharing.
I am pleased to see your remark ..🙏🙏🙏
Good job chat GPT !
What a wonderful community we have here. I’m so glad i found this site. Lovely poem 🌹
A bridge that connect many hearts loaded with full emotions... Thank you for take a look .🙏🙏
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