Poets Party

Poets  Party

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1-1-2060 The Poets Big Party

On the scenic Island  Poetica

Mad Hatter and Raw Swatter

Mad a blind heartbroken poet

Raw with golden yellow locks

She has looked around for lochs

Mad had found the streams

Which led to the deep lochs

But he could only hear them

Those gurgling streamlets

Warbling over wild rocks

Mad speaks aloud his words

Raw writes them on sand

The magnificent poem is lost

Forever by the wanton foolish 


Greeting and hugging one another

On the Last Poets' Island

Dining and partying on virgin land

Thousands of poets had gathered

For the happiest occasion on Earth

As the dawn came holding hands

The jinxed poets went into the sea

In search for more words than 

Letting things to be to be to be Laughing


©bishu


Author's Notes/Comments: 

 Hello Lady Allets... Hi intrance Laughing

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