I wander some though aimless track
Down where rivers emerge
Through timeless minds that meet as one
Where current muse converge
Forge as one the alchemy
That glitters pure as gold
Beset by gems from fertile mind
Cast in couplings bold.
We wear not yet the crown of fools
For the jesters hat takes skill
To balance through the rivers course
And hold virtuous still
This oasis of faith in life
Where hearts consent to hold
A sacred place of unity
For hope’s voice to unfold
It matters not where dreams may come
Nor how wisdom’s poise imbued
On well met soul of pure intent
Words are not misconstrued
Gleaning view from life explored
Through mystic choir sung
We gather by the rivers flow
And share our voice as one.
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Hone our skills
Try something new
Sprinkle particular
Particles of thought
And not
Get caught
Up in them.
I think we inspire each other
Painting landscapes,
And building set designs
Worlds to draw on
In fine penmanship.
I think
That’s what poets do.
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Donna