Poetry - Soupers Convention
There is a tension of expectation in the air
I adjust my skirt and straighten my hair
Will the other poets be let down when meeting me
I wonder how true my impressions of them will be
In one corner the rhyming poets have gathered
And arranged themselves in alphabetical order.
The nature poets stand near a faux waterfall
Where ferns and orchids adorn a rock wall.
The rollicking laughter exposes the comics
As opposed to the quieter, even, iambics.
Then right in the center a crowd so familiar
Across the room their identities - clearer
A face for the names I have learned over time
At last we are meeting, our lives to align
Andrea,Connie and Kathryn from PFT
Gals that have always encouraged me
Anna-Lise, Line, Debbie and Eve
Constance, Carol, Monteray and Shadow.
Their poems reflect where their hearts are at
If your name isn't here it is etched in my heart.
Then the guys appear- such good looking gents
Who always take time for careful comments.
Paul, Richard, Laurie, Tom, Vijay and Teppo.
Who I'm blessed to befriend
All talented poets whose work I commend.
As we mingle with others we haven't met yet.
There's Drake arranging an open- mike set
Carrie,Kim, Seren, Debbie - Sara,and Joyce
Finally now I'll be hearing their voices.
Brian, Dr Ram, Devnath, Tom, Pandita and others
The numbers of names seems too numerous to cover.
Some with only a fleeting encounter
Craig, Catie, Chris A and Ruben O
It's mostly through blogs their characters show.
Suddenly morning blooms on the hill
I awake from the dream with the sun on my sill
Perhaps it will never come to pass
Meeting the Soupers in one place enmasse.
STRAND SELECT X,any form,any theme
Contest Judged: 2/22/2020
First Place
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