Poetry Soup Is

Poetry Soup Is… A place to post words and be heard a platform for prose, a poet’s eatery A sonneteer’s palace, for the sagacious or the absurd A silver chalice that pours golden poetry Rhymed and skillfully quilled Artful rhythmic compositions, sublimely finished Inspirational ink spilled, authentic and unblemished Poetry Soup Is… Ramen in a cup Slurp up noodles of literary lines grand or footles so clever that never end by Brian Strand Sensual scribbles we sup, Miraculous moving messages Tasty spiritual nibbles Share Zen in a bowl Pho ga is chicken and miso broth for the soul, Inspirational Ink that takes the breath away Tsunami of wisdom Confusion, and disarray Poetry Soup Is… Sovereign power poets, feud they may Both mixes are needed, Sweet and Sour Poe “The Raven” guy and Longfellow to my dismay We become seeded, behind the pen there’s power, We allude to epic ballad chowder Gently add an attitude to an articulate mind Pink sea salt, red chili powder With crushed white pepper be kind Without comparison where would we be? It was George Harrison, his plagiarism My Sweet Lord, to another’s tune he’d copy Poetry Soup Is… We came aboard this friendship—fleet liner All that’s needed is a gift of language And we have a thick savory brothy soup diner Harmonic words woven together It takes me a bit longer than most to write of unrequited love and forevers Botch it up I might, it’s swim or sink! For a brain to pick such as mine I should have used the days wiser Tells of withered wasted time, I think I thank my lucky stars I am a verse improviser