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The Soup For Me

Sticks and stones can miss their mark..
But hurtful words can hit in the dark..

You can dodge a bullet and a bow..
But a deadly phrase never misses low..

A place to share and sharpen our craft..
But negative vibes still make me laugh..

A round table of minds to write as a group..
I do pray for love and peace on Poetry Soup..


To all that are here for the right reasons...

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Shannon Deane

October 21, 2011 at 4:10 PM

I had not realized that things on the soup were as 'heated' so to speak...life with three boys is hectic if best...love the emotion...luv shannon

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

October 14, 2011 at 8:23 PM

Michael luv ..hope u are well and will enjoy your weekend.. just wanted u to know Constance has left PS.. deleted all her poetry and blogs and contest entries too.. think the final straw was broken a few days ago when she was also accused of stealing poetry..so she has gone from our community.. joined another site already.. don't know if she entered your contest but since deleting all her poems they are probably removed too..luv.. keep in touch ..xoxoxoxoxoxo

Shannon Deane

October 21, 2011 at 4:09 PM

Linda-Marie I am heartbroken to know Constance has left the soup, I thought that somehow I messed up when looking for her...she is a dear soul and I will miss her terribly...xoxo shannon

Dinda Minardi

October 1, 2011 at 10:00 AM

This is so nice, Michael... I enjoyed it a lot! hugs - Dinda

M.I.A .

September 30, 2011 at 4:45 AM

in my tradition, it says accusation is crueler than murder. that's how powerful words can be.i'm thankful that the ppl in the soup has been like haven for me...

Tim B

September 29, 2011 at 12:31 AM

Indeed, negativity and it's ilk who try to latch onto places of love, peace, and kindness are people worthy of nothing less than a good laugh and a dismissal. I thicken my skin through poetry's emotional armament, much to their chagrin, and let it ring out to the wicked that they... shall never win :)

Linda-Marie Sweetheart

September 28, 2011 at 11:34 AM

GREAT GREAT GREAT Michael luv.. and as u already know I AM HERE FOR THE POETRY as I wrote last year when much of the same thing was happening.. the hurtful words can never be erased but we rise about it.. am so sorry if u were blasted with unkindness too luv.. we all suffer when one is signaled out.. this time dear friends were deeply scarred and wounded.. but LUV is shared .. our gifts too.. making this a new fav .. forever luv..xoxo