Strolling through the forest all alone
Gazing at natures wonders
Churning notions in her mind so strong
Out of her hipster pocket
She pulls a tattered book of poetry
Splitting it open
Folds out a comforting
Magical velveteen love seat
There she plops to imagine
Her next line of
Master poetry
While birds flutter
Round above to see
The awe of her beauty  
Words spring into the air when
Contemplation is complete
She folds up her
Velveteen love seat
Right back in it's home
In the land of
Poetic fantasy
Where it belongs

I have wandered away from
Hello Poetry
I have missed my fellow poets
Reading your words
I realize has become a piece of me
Like a magnet to a key 🔑
Hello Poetry poets have become
Poetic instigators to me
Your imaginations stir my mind
Waking realization
My poetic side will never decline
What I have to say to you is
THANK YOU
For sometimes I do neglect
When I am in pain
In my heart❤ I know
My friends at HP will motivate me
To sustain.
Love you guys!!!

Silent village stream

bears memories of past lives

history-keeper