[CLOSED] - Poets Pub 2021 Poet of the Year

The Poets Pub Ark (NehpetsEnal) (3)

The Poets Pub Ark

The first generation came two by two

Blue sky their imagination, he was the Cumulus Nimbus

A mind filled with clouds of inspiration, ideas fell like raindrops

Whetting the appetites of hungry minds, wherever poetic seeds scattered

A few flowers blossomed, the garden flourished

Among them grew two magical roses, one a poet the other a storyteller

Under their spell it grew into a Rainforest, fresh minds arrived in its monsoons

Empty voids became lakes, filled to the brim with written words

Swollen with pen and ink, rivers began to flow

Torrents etched lasting marks, deep into the crust of literary history

Rivers transformed into oceans, where shoals of likeminded spirits flourished

Mighty waves crashed upon verdant shores

Riding on the crest of a wave, I rode a white horse ashore

A world of shared creativity was an alien place indeed

It took this soloist some time to adjust

Slowly, but surely this wordy paradise became my haven, where I will remain

Waiting like Noah, for the floods to return

Caring for a couple of acrostic poems aboard the Poets Pub Ark

Footnote: This poem is dedicated to the @PoetsPub progenitor, @BillTemple1957.

I've already decided upon the theme for my fourth and final submission. It will be another dedication titled 'The Gardeners' and surprise, the form will be acrostic.