Short Poetesses Poems

Plastic poets and poetesses very much love each other poems...

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To the Staff and Managers, Happy New Year, Thank-YOU for a Wonderful Year “TPS “
To My INSPIRATION : “ All the Fine “ POETESSES and POETS  “ that Feed My “ SOUL “...

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I'm the king of the ball in my Christian Dior pantsuit
With accessories by Donald and Goofy in cahoots
Not a well known fact
Their designs fill the racks
Of poets and poetesses here on the Soup...

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Poets and poetesses, please join me for a toast
To the one who I admire and idolize the most 
I announce my favorite poet in good taste, I assure
You are ALL on my favorite poets list, but...
'Tis I, whom I most adore 


Who Is Your Best PS Poet or Poetess Poetry Contest 
Sponsor: Sotto Poet 
12/1/2022...

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“Clear” the bright Light dims, my soul jumps back in a hospital bed
                 I open my eyes Alive Again : I’d rather be dead
Suddenly ; a sharp Pain in my chest the Light Flickers, whithers and DIES
               Your Yet to see GLORY :For that my Heart CRIES
As I Look over my shoulder, “ Poetesses and Poets “  I say my “ Good-byes “


                                       The Tunnel of Light ( 3 )...

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May you get your wings back
May you soar once more
Grant that you be close to God
On that celestial shore

May you be inspired
Blessed with rhyming words
God grant you rhythmn
In your every thought transpired

(This is for all my poet and poetesses friends on soup who go through a dry spell. And all 
others on soup.  May your gifts expand and touch on the lives of many in  a positive way in 
the years to come.)...

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They wove a wordily world
Out of space and sherds of imagination
They wove meanings in mere metaphors
Like spinning spiders

The seer just slept
The poem prospers posthumously
And rake in income post-humorously
S/he died poor but partly NOPE

S/he gave life to you and me
S/he gave a piece of life to us
S/he gave a smile to us
S/he enlightened our dark hearts

Poets and poetesses never die,
They live on shadows and ghosts
In dusts of lively libraries, helly hells and heavenly heavens...

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They weave their words with beauty bold
 And turn their poems into gold
They possess  great poetic skill
To read their poems inspires  and thrills 

Any form will suit them fine
A triolet.  perhaps a rhyme
Their sonnets are just as nice you know
They can make a rondeau flow
Free verse style is no problem
They can  turn Diamentes   into gems


They are indeed quite versatile
As their words echo with their smiles
We are so glad to have them in our group
The lovely  poetesses of Poetry Soup...

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