well met, brother poets, right ready with rhyme!
our similes scintillate - one could beat time
to our rhythms so regular, measured and true,
it's easy to see we're all poets through and through!
if we walk in a glade and a green man appears
and murmurs sage wisdom for our listening ears
then quick as a flash we go hurrying home
to share what we've learned in the form of a poem
a bright sunny day and a butterfly bright
might flash coloured wings as it flutters in flight
and oh how our hearts are a-flutter till we
have captured the moment in fair poetry
whytefox is inspired from such deep springs of thought,
being nature's own foster-child, silently taught
on her motherly bosom the songs of the trees
and the stars of the sky and the buzz of the bees
klandaxa's gay genial strains are entrancing,
sweet grace of kind feeling, good friendship advancing,
in warm brotherhood, and with true fellow-feeling
renewing firm bonds, the ancient craft healing.
true greenman's wise verse sweeps the veil away
and lets us al last glimpse the fair forest fae
serenarian, cat and of course, nikki 2
all of us poets, pure-hearted and true!
so here is to words and to what they can do
and here is to sounds and to images true
and here is to poetry, drama and song -
if it feels so exciting, it just can't be wrong!!!