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No Wait In Vain : Poets Meet

For decades I waited And you did not come To listen to my rude insertion Finger a sound at the back of my throat And the vibration of my name For decades I wanted to meet A small mountain as I read her plain words in innocence A bell in her Heart rang deep With children running sweet For decades I longed to touch A struggling moth As he ached for new wings Smooth ebony cheeks Passionate with letters of adoration For decades I watched for A painter to mirror my songs Discover a talkative witch Who still trampled from place to place Broken shoes echoing my silent breath For decades I wanted a smooth ride Where conversation was free of tasks And words on both seats of equal length With apricots for the scoffing Chocolates wrapped in red So I upped my thumb to the veteran one Who read from his leathered collection Notepads and pencils strewn about Space in the warehouse oozed slivered glee No wait in vain ! ©ghairodanielspoetry2019

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Date: 10/5/2022 6:23:00 PM
No wonder he was indignant! It's good that you are back on P.S. but I see you are a busy girl! I'm at the other end of the scale; like James, I'm over 90. Just having a play. Elizabeth
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Date: 10/4/2022 3:01:00 PM
What an amazing poem! It goes straight into my favs! I hadn't been aware of your work until your comment on Marguerite. I can't even pick out a line in particular; every one is a gem! I'll read more later today. Elizabeth
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Ghairo Daniels
Date: 10/5/2022 7:50:00 AM
ThankU for your encouraging comment, Elizabeth ! hadn't posted on Soup for ages, until I recently started to organise my poetry in bundles...been focusing on my fabric art. That meeting of poets was a lovely experience. The veteran poet mentioned was James Matthews who published several collections on South Africa & on Love. He is probably over 90 yrs now. At that meeting someone in audience wanted to read from one of his collections. He was so indignant because he himself was present to read. It was funny. Ghairo

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