Kurt Ravidas Poet Verse

Castles

Everything 
passes. Poets
die, their
names fade away, 
their lost graves blend in
with nature.
Only
beautiful
airy 
castles of 
poetry 
remain in all their
reality, and no
wind
will blow them away.

02.09.2019
Yalto Poems Only Poetry Contest
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Robert Lindley September 13, 2019 at 1:37 PM You my friend have penned such a profound and stirring piece with this gem. So oft one remembers the verses of a famous poem yet can not recall the name of its author! Poetry ranks above its creators. As it stands in a realm of wonderful imaginative, romantic and glittering glory! A fav-- a true beauty..

Ann Foster September 6, 2019 at 4:45 PM Ever shall they stand. Excellent words my friend. Captured, ensnared and slain by a veteran poetic knight of the realm. Ann

Gershon Wolf September 4, 2019 at 6:35 PM Love the 'airy castles of reality.' Now where does that imagery come from?!! LOL. Great stuff! :) gw Kurt Ravidas September 5, 2019 at 10:18 AM Thanks, Wolf)

Ann Foster September 4, 2019 at 9:29 AM Wonderful. I love castles. You are great. Ann

Kim Rodrigues September 2, 2019 at 11:03 AM Nicely done in yalto form! Kurt Ravidas September 2, 2019 at 1:39 PM Thank you, Kim)

Jeanne Mcgee September 2, 2019 at 10:24 AM I love this. Poetry is the something that remains of us only our words will blow in the wind and remain of us. Good luck in the contest! Kurt Ravidas September 2, 2019 at 1:39 PM Tnanks, Jeanne. Glad to see you)