Poets Pub (Anneshiningstar)

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Poet's Pub


Days spent in isolated seclusion

fingers tapping away at keys

scratching on scraps of paper


Words stuffed away in drawers

-dark corner of bedroom-

Locked in a vacuum


Loneliness – gnaws at the soul


'Odd, she's odd

Never does anything

Just stays in her room

What does she even do in there?

I don't know

Odd'


But then

Flash of light in dark cosmos


Discovery


Random scrolling

Leads to something beautiful:


"Join our family

Place for all poets

No judgement; no egos

No borders; no barriers"


Words no longer locked in isolation

Ideas shared in supportive community

Embracing all verses big and small


Lonely no more

Odd no more

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