James Marshall Goff Poet Limerick

Playtime At the Soup!

where I play
its safe to say

my friends they really care!

I try new forms
reveal my storms

they catch me when I err!

don't want to gush!
words turn to mush!

I even stretch despair!

when games get tough
I mean really rough

they hold me with their cheer!

their love allows
my muse to rouse

and cast out any fear!

as you can see
I quite agree!

I like to play right here!

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James Fraser August 30, 2009 at 9:35 AM Chirpy little write this James, kool poem>>James

Caroline Cécile Delacroix August 27, 2009 at 3:37 PM Yeah, I quite agree. Nice playground indeed. :) A very nice way to put your thoughts in poetry about being on the soup. I too am glad I chose this one. Thank you for sharing and thank you for the nice comments on my poems. Take care, Caroline.

Carrie Richards August 27, 2009 at 7:06 AM Aptly described...!! This is a playground for poets!! What a fun description!!!

Sara Kendrick August 27, 2009 at 6:23 AM Nicely written to soup friends. Keep writing. Sara

Farah Chamma August 27, 2009 at 6:15 AM That's a very sweet poem...it certainly speaks to all Soupers...Thank you for sharing.. Farah

Carol Sunshine Brown August 27, 2009 at 5:22 AM We love to have you here for playtime Jim. You are such a player. Oh sorry that's a different story. ~~Smiles~~ Wonderful poem Jim thank you. Love, Carol

Charmaine Chircop August 26, 2009 at 10:23 PM i love to play in the same place you play Jimmy--sweet write.............i love this place,the poetry and good friends like you..........charma:)

Donna Golden August 26, 2009 at 10:00 PM Love it, Jimbo! I'm now inspired to come out and play with the Limerick form as well! Hugs, Donna