Poetry - Soupers Convention

There is a tension of expectation in the air I adjust my skirt and straighten my hair Will the other poets be let down when meeting me I wonder how true my impressions of them will be In one corner the rhyming poets have gathered And arranged themselves in alphabetical order. The nature poets stand near a faux waterfall Where ferns and orchids adorn a rock wall. The rollicking laughter exposes the comics As opposed to the quieter, even, iambics. Then right in the center a crowd so familiar Across the room their identities - clearer A face for the names I have learned over time At last we are meeting, our lives to align Andrea,Connie and Kathryn from PFT Gals that have always encouraged me Anna-Lise, Line, Debbie and Eve Constance, Carol, Monteray and Shadow. Their poems reflect where their hearts are at If your name isn't here it is etched in my heart. Then the guys appear- such good looking gents Who always take time for careful comments. Paul, Richard, Laurie, Tom, Vijay and Teppo. Who I'm blessed to befriend All talented poets whose work I commend. As we mingle with others we haven't met yet. There's Drake arranging an open- mike set Carrie,Kim, Seren, Debbie - Sara,and Joyce Finally now I'll be hearing their voices. Brian, Dr Ram, Devnath, Tom, Pandita and others The numbers of names seems too numerous to cover. Some with only a fleeting encounter Craig, Catie, Chris A and Ruben O It's mostly through blogs their characters show. Suddenly morning blooms on the hill I awake from the dream with the sun on my sill Perhaps it will never come to pass Meeting the Soupers in one place enmasse. STRAND SELECT X,any form,any theme Contest Judged: 2/22/2020 First Place