(Deep in the rainforest), in (The Land of the Small), there lives a (Solitary Man) who is
known to do some (Slow Strollin’) among the (Deep Pockets) of (Vernal Pools) looking for
something more than (Sustenance). Of late, he finds it increasingly hard to be (Still Smiling)
after his (First Love) left him some (...graffiti on stone) (The Day She Left).
Choosing (Desperate Measures) over (Indecision), he said, in order to release these
(Imprisoned Opinions) “(I LOCK MY DOOR UPON MYSELF”). (From Where I Live), my life and
(I, GOT RHYTHM) from our (Sweet Exchange). I was (Longing For Love Not Lust).
Suddenly in the clearing a (Bronze Beauty) struck (That Pose)! His depression quickly
vanished as he began thinking (The sky’s the limit) now and it looks like it will be a long time
before he says: (I Miss You Again)!
*As I read poems from the top 25 poets who enter member contests, I wondered if I could
make a narrative from the titles of their last five poems posted. I randomly borrowed 23
titles from 17/25 poets. Perhaps it will evoke fond memories of these poets’ work. (The titles
are in parenthesis). ENJOY!