Happy New Years! 🌼

Happy New year lovely one ❤️

Beautifully penned, Fia. Excellent write my friend, and a heartfelt message that spreads good cheer to all. Happy New Year cuz! May 2026 be a prosperous journey in life and creativity for us all and as a community. Appreciate you, cuz.

Damian

A collection of lost pens arrived here. A community was borne of that collective. It takes many stars to light the skies, and many kinds. Happy New Year!

I’m glad you are here and in charge, Fia. This turned out to be a great site. May all who visit this star leave with a wish to always come back again.

I love how this starts as a simple falling rock and transforms into a star carrying a message. There’s a sweet, gentle wonder in your lines, and I like the way you celebrate all the shades of life while tipping a hat to Stars Rite. It feels heartfelt and luminous—like a small gift to readers.

Your words convey a valuable message, and with poetic flair. How admirable, too, that you include us all.

Without you Fia, this place would be like many other poetry sites…BORING! You’ve done so well with creating and giving your all into starsrite. May your 2026 be a healthy & happy one! xo

You help make it worthwhile, dear Fia. Your efforts are noticed and appreciated. As well as your creative additions.
Happy New Year!

So this is your song if only…I like it.

A song played on a radio, as a teen-aged girl dreams of that secret crush she has. I’m sure that this lyrical gem has been played for so many young women, and men. It’s called a crush because thats what it feels like in our chests, huh!

Beautifully penned, Fia. Excellent write my friend. I really like this a lot. Appreciate you, cuz.

Damian

Chère F.,
Every time I discover more reasons to love your write to bits.
And this is also such an event.
At the end of your poem, you offer a possibility to choose. Simply wonderful, but it reminds me of a song I once wrote. A long long time ago. And its title is Bevrijdingsdag. Translated: liberation day. I wouldn’t write a song with such a title today, but that’s another story.

The chorus of the song is forceful and perhaps a bit extreme. It translates like this:

You said ‘Married’ – and I said so what
I’d love to choose if I may
Don’t talk to me about divorce
Everyday’s liberation day

And then I asked the public:
You’ve heard it. She said ‘married’. But didn’t say who is married, so it’s up to you to choose.
– is he married
– is she married
– are they both married, but not to each other

Raise your hands!

And I would let the public decide. And I would have three songs ready to fit the decision.
A situation, prone to personal ‘colouring’. My personal colouring that is. I’m not On a stage for nothing.

Yes, a bit of a long reply. But maybe an idea 💡 for if and when you’re going to do some beat poetry. The public will love you all the more for this kind of surprises. Really.
I’m a huge fan of open mic evenings; maybe I can transfer some of the excitement to you.
Other than that: keep them coming, please.

Warm regards, Gus

Very nice indeed ma’am .. Neville 😎🌻👍

Passionately penned, Fia. Damn, the room got hot. This one is fire my friend. Appreciate you, cuz.

Damian

Sizzling piece Fia. Well written and scorching hot. xo

amazingly penned, a tantalizing, fiery read. that’s sensually engaging.
~ c

Like this sexiness Lady, we agree that a great piece of writing can stir the loins. Tight work

This feels raw and self-aware, especially in how it explores the act of reading as intimacy. There’s a lot of honesty here.

This is some sexy voyeurism you got going on here, Fia
Steamy hot!!

Thanks for the information, Fia. Is that spam right above my comment? Appreciate you, cuz.

Damian

Great info. Thanks Fia.

Good to know:).
Thanks for being transparent and letting us know what the process is.

You always find yourself when you don’t realize it.
23 sounded like a good year of life for you!

Beautifully penned, PG. Excellent write with a very powerful message. Writing is therapy I agree with you completely. No matter how creative I get with a poem or lyrics there is always a therapeutic quality even as simple as getting something off my chest. Very relatable piece lets me know I’m not alone in the world. Appreciate you.

Damian

PG

When the darkness surrounds you and you think of the unthinkable remember this.
You have to be alive to find peace.Death just brings death.
Now you take care and keep writing.

🙏💋🙏

This is powerful and the images and words are delicately constructed. Always move forward PG, never look back. Well written.

Great piece. There’s also a hidden but great message in here. Yes, kick your kids out of the nest. But let them know if pressure builds, if the world becomes to much, the door opens both ways and they’re always welcome. So many people commit the acts that they do, endure the abuse that they do because they have no where’s to return to

Your muse has the answer of your being, so continue to let the words flow and live as you dream…but don’t any wooden nickels, are flying monkeys.