Poetry Pilgrimage

To begin, time and money we give For our quest, our poetry pilgrimage Here, our band of bards congregate Here, we speak the language of language The secret handshake of simile and sonnet Here, we meet in metaphor and meter Here is heard tight rhyme and free verse Our serendipitous saga, our harmony of haiku Here, we revere the value of vowels The roots of etymology forming Our collective family tree We barter in the coin of wit Or trade in pages of penmanship We recite in rich rolling elocution Or in bashful library murmurs We debate the greats - Dickinson! Poe! Yeats! We ponder, we savor; we may place a wager... In the end, we've re-met our old friends And we'll do it again, at the next PoetrySoup convention. 3/9/19 For The First Annual PoetrySoup Convention contest Sponsor: Line Gauthier