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NaPoWriMo says to write a poem honouring our poetry forebears who inspired us to the point we find ourselves scratching or tapping away every day during April, attempting to write a poem. Well, there are just too many to do proper justice to so this riff will have to do.
Homage to My Word People
It wasn't one poet who spoke to me
spoke to me
rather a multitude
lifting me up
James James Morrison Morrison
Little Boy Blue and his little boy toys
remember me, won't you
Christina Rossetti
sing me some passion
Bob Dylan and Leonard
sweet Joni from mountains
and me from them too
shelf in a library
who's Margaret Atwood
a class in Etobicoke
Wayman and work
time off for time out
and rock-a-bye baby
then back with a vengeance
is this what I want
I discovered my tribe
in the lanes of Glenairley
and a band of Georgettes
with our chickens and trains
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