Poetry Soup

Someone’s dreams and hopes set afloat, sail across the poetry soup, someone else’s tears, loss and heartache, has just made me weep in my room. I pen a song and sing it loud, laugh with a limerick I wrote, someone out there may smile a while, and share the laughter with his spouse. I admire a few for wisdom, am in love with someone out there, have lost a few over the years, yet live on in poetry soup. their love, goodness, poetic skill, religions, beliefs or dogmas, their humour, wisdom and sadness, is brew we call poetry soup!