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.
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