Posting

Everytime I post a poem

I feel like

I am putting a little rose

At the end of an electronic stem

I open yours

You open mine

And soon the world wide web will belong to the poets

It will be a huge bouquet

Left behind to be started up again

When the world’s power comes back on.

Copyright 2016 Bruce E Saunders

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