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Bullion Grey

Where Poets Meet

Long way, down the journeys road,
past the brambles, past the slowed,
up the top, and down again,
round the trees, just up the bend,
look for other, souls of light,
images standing side by sight,
Not to many, just a few,
gather to word, the vision the view,
some with tears, others with smiles,
type out their fears, victories and trials,
voices of spirit, soundless text,
imagination's assignment gathering next,
presence of Eternal mind, the sublime mystical treat,
yet uncommon when you find,
the magical spot where poets meet.