Only Poets Allowed
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there is a corner
in another realm
where poets go to die
leaving their ashes
at the threshold
poets cross
as energy and light
they sit with pen in hand
in a parisien-style café
and recite their latest poem
for macarons and latte
they gather there and mingle
juggling rhymes and metaphors
they craft their poems lovingly
scatter them to the winds
so they may fall to us as snowflakes
Published in my 24-page photo/anthology book ~IN THE GARDEN OF MY FANTASY~ 2023
Read on air by invitation ~ April 24, 2022 'POETS HARBOUR'
AP: 1st place 2021, 3rd place 2022
Submitted on November 25, 2020 for contest WHERE TO WE POETS GO? sponsored by SILENT ONE - RANKED 2ND
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