POETRY SOUP ANTHEM

Written by: Elliott Bowe THe DrUnKeN POeT

“All poetry soup members stand for a moment of reverence and silence”

Au Soupe du jour our native site stands free
God bless our site in truth we trust in thee
Let’s stand on guard to wave and to salute
Let’s lift our hands for an inky photo shoot 
Home of ambitious and amalgamated quills
Poetic birds of words soaring with free wills
Soaring through balmy winds unto thy haven 
Grandstanding passions as our stately raven
Home of ambrosial souls emanating alacrity 
We fill the site with fervid poem's electricity
United we ignite desire, poetically we aspire
With ink or quills that never grow old or tire 
Our Lord is our entrance he bestows the light
Rejuvenates our quills & ink in the still of night
So when we awaken we quietly greet the day
With peace love light, in our own special way
Upon our blessed site shed your rays of love 
Shed your blessings truest LOVE, from above.

Written by: The Teamsters, Elliott & Vienna xxx