On loving the literary soup,,
When my spirit was fogged in gloom
After i impacted concrete; like a lead balloon
It lifted my strength as i started to write
Of a beautiful girls toy; on its maiden flight
Intended for a contest by souper trouper P D
But i wrote it wrong in "form" if you look you'll see...)
Yet on its immersion in "the soup" i felt satisfied
It seemed to numb the pain; i had been feeling inside
Its not winning or losing while on "the soup"
Though neither string bean; or minestrone (i feel) in "the loop"
There are many places to spend a while,
But the "draw" for me is "the soups" unique flavor & style
It has content..) that's peaceful, stimulating," its fine"
Yet words versus" its essence is exercising my mind,
Let its writers and their themes be the answer to why
I extol "the soups" virtue; that's my definitely my very best try..!
Copyright Joe Maverick 2012
in support of Carol Browns what you love about "the soup"
amended 19 02 2012.