Poetry’s my world
Where things can happen
And things expressed
Worlds on worlds
Messages are pushed
Facts are flying by
I think I love poetry
It is limitless in its form
And O how I could write
Of anything
And indeed am compelled
Friends are inspired
And friends can eat
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Yes….. That’s the fun of this little world. While other spheres turn on their axis, this genre particularly entices with possibilities seemingly more limitless than simple prose. And we dive into that cesspool, hoping to come out again with the fairest gems, which I believe we shall, if we are diligent.