A Roomful of Poets

On Tuesdays
as is my luck
I plant myself
in a roomful of poets
where we grow words
from seed and senses,
allow what remains
to compost,
become rich, dark
grounds for
then open the blinds
to see
the first shoot
the bloom
the branch
the beauty
of patience



Is this what god feels like?
Making something from nothing
but something from everything that is.

Poem: ©2017, Jen Payne. National Poetry Month, 4. Image: Potted Plants, Paul Cezanne .

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