Happy Island
It is good on this island
Where such hands good to hold
Warm pride for hearts cold
Poetry many men band.
Great men, great IQ
Flourish my time with meaning
Myriad thoughts in a simple Haiku
A wonderful feeling healing.
Bard friends hold my hand
In you, I find solace
Every criticism, a sweet gland
It's poetry, not a race.
On your reviews, my points build
They tell me 'Reach for the sky'
Glad I in your poetry guild
So much love I may not buy.
I 'll never leave this land
So much poetry circle bind
Great feats on time's sand
My love of poetry is blind.
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