Poets Table
At 'Poets Table'
I am able
To sit a while
And dream!
The corner fire
Burns brightly
Casting heat
In streams!
The walls smile
Down upon me
From poets
Of the past!
I feel their thoughts
And hear their heart
Their rhythm
Beating fast!
In the corner
On a pedestal
Stands a book
Singing rhyme!
I thumb it as
I strongly sense
A long gone
Living time!
I hold my pen
And paper
And let it join
Their muse!
These poets from
The past smile down
All looking
Quite amused!
Joy Weare.
7th July, 2006.
Written at 'Poets Table'
Restaurant and Gallery,
Dungog, NSW, Australia.
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