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September- 4- 2026

Dear Poetry- Poetry Contest

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Dear Poetry

Poetry, I love you. By your visit, my heart gladdens 
You come to me in moments, when noise softens
Awaken me with thy presence, pervading my being.
Through oceanic waves of joy, let my soul go skiing.

You’re born as a gleam that never seems to die
Sprout as a gushing fountain no summer can dry.
Glow in many hearts as a jewel no one can price.
Visit souls when the noise fades n' shadows race.

Poetry, for your soothing presence my mind craves.
Dwell within me as the cadence of lulling waves
Let me weave magic with rhyming words and dance
Alight on steeds of imagination and let me prance.

Poetry is born from deep depths within,
When gurgling streams of thought flow in.
It comes natural, spontaneous and unbidden-
A gift got from God, but at times may lie hidden.

When my heart is veiled in fear and doubt,
When my spirit lies parched by drought,
When clouds of sorrow gather in my sky,
My Muse comes to me lifting me to levels high.

She sits by my side when no one is near,
Gathers in her cupped hands each single tear.
Through the magical alchemy of ringing rhyme,
Washes away my grief, making me happy in time.

Poetry is catharsis for my burdened breast.
It consoles me and gives my spirit quiet rest.
Each word born out of my soulful silence,
Becomes my close buddy giving me guidance.

But poetry can’t be forced or compelled
Nor commandingly summoned or impelled.
When coercively we bid the muse to sing,
We only spoil the music she would bring.

Without spontaneity, poetry becomes a hollow art.
Without flow, it lacks the pulse of the heart.
What it engenders then won’t be rhythmic harmony,
Instead, what it produces may seem an anomaly.

Wish from my mind, flow symphonies sweet
Of idyllic happiness, peace and delight
Songs of beauty and bliss, love and lust
That will fuel hearts with vigorous zest.

If you have attentive ears, listen to my sweet trills
Let it ring forth in rising lilts when the world stills
Let them not be lost in the caverns of darkness
Or die as fading echoes in impenetrable wilderness 
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Etgen-Baker Avatar
September 6, 2026 at 4:05 PM
magnificent rhyme scheme; your poem is filled with what I call 'Valsa' passion and creativity. Well done...sending hugs
Canerdy Avatar
September 5, 2026 at 6:21 AM
Valsa, your natural gift as a poet shines in this skillfully-written poem! Your vivid figures of speech are superb. Janice
Poet Avatar
September 4, 2026 at 8:17 AM
This great poem beautifully captures the emotional depth and solace poetry provides. The imagery is vivid, painting a journey of emotions, from joy to reflection. The sincere expression of the muse's impact is heartfelt and relatable. The rhyme and rhythm flow naturally, making it a gem to read. I particularly enjoyed: Poetry is catharsis for my burdened breast. It consoles me and gives my spirit quiet rest. Each word born out of my soulful silence, Becomes my close buddy giving me guidance.
Sharma  Avatar
September 4, 2026 at 6:42 AM
"Poetry is catharsis for my burdened breast" ohh yess thissss! Poetry is my saviour too! My source of catharsis! And facing the life! Your poem really resonated with me on a very deep level, cuz recently I had been feeling quite numb and frozen ~ unable to bleed words and navigating through what was happening. Until today, when finally my muse let me free and I inked something after three whole days goshhh haha ~ it can be dangerous when I am unable to write lol. And reading your poem, I can't help but agree with every line! "But poetry can’t be forced or compelled Nor commandingly summoned or impelled. When coercively we bid the muse to sing" Absolutely brilliant! And beautifully poetic! May with the rhythms of our souls we rise and shine! With the cosmic stardust of poetic hearts! Sending you huggsszzz and love ~ 💎 💎 🌊 🌊🫂 🫂 A fave ~
Alhemaidy Avatar
September 4, 2026 at 5:29 AM
Very nice read! Have a very nice weekend!
Rodgers Avatar
September 4, 2026 at 4:56 AM
Dear Valsa, an exquisite, heartfelt love letter to the sacred craft of verse itself. Poetry is not a machine to be operated, but a living spirit that arrives in the unbidden moments when the noise of the world softens. A soothing and majestic anthem for every true poet. Blessings, Daniel
DiMino Avatar
September 4, 2026 at 4:49 AM
"You’re born as a gleam that never seems to die Sprout as a gushing fountain no summer can dry." -- Love that! "When clouds of sorrow gather in my sky, My Muse comes to me lifting me to levels high." -- Beautiful. Indeed poetry is spirit-expressing. "Without spontaneity, poetry becomes a hollow art. Without flow, it lacks the pulse of the heart." -- Ain't that the truth! Great poem my friend!
Gibbons Avatar
September 4, 2026 at 4:26 AM
Valsa an outstanding masterpiece about your muse. Can't single out any lines I loved as I loved it all. Wish u blessings n a great contender for SO competion a big fav from me xxx 🫂🦋💕
Andresen Avatar
September 4, 2026 at 12:25 AM
- Your passion for poetry always shines, Valsa :) - Beautiful :) - Best wishes in the contest :) - hugs
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