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About This Poem
Magic Carpet Ride of Soup
Zipping in and out of these poets thoughts
Weaving through the tapestry
Of each one’s up’s and down’s
Seeing the intricate patterns of minds
When thoughts are put on paper
As they write, read, erase
Seeing frustration and the ecstasy
Creating a masterpiece
Words are written in blood
Retrospective and contemporary
Ideas, swirling around
Their baby, and with love.
© 19/8/2012 David Williams
I would take TPS on this journey to remind them of the wonderful talent
in this one place...
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