An Open Message.... Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan

AN OPEN MESSAGE
For poet poet himself

All about my true invitation
and your brave adaptation

Dear poet poet, sir
I´ll treat you here
delicious ginger-ale cocktail, no beer
but never shake, just stir

Here I cite your precious words,
your addition with some rendition
to my poem submission
An Essay Poem about Love, not ´bout birds
you said
that sounded truly sad
amongst other,
please don´t bother


poet poet, he said these important words to me, to us all:
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YOU DID WELL TO INVITE ME
BUT I SEE YOU HAVE NOT ACKNOWLEDGED ANY ONE
SAD SEE YOU MAY BE COUNTING STARS
18 HERE AT LEAST
SO BE happy poetess ye be
thank everyone will now ye
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his Comment (here above) you can read this in my poem
AN ESSAY POEM ABOUT LOVE - by Sylvia Frances Chan-


Mom´s child oft wild,
which stars do you mean?

on the Southern hemisphere
or on the Northern stratosphere?
or just around your misty atmosphere

you know, there are too many stars
especially, now during these cold wars

SO BE content poet poet ye be
thank everyone will now me....

I reckon the best interpreted
by the poet poet himself, that´s it!

please, do enjoy, these words are from my wall
you have had fun,
I´ll stand my tall
sure this is no pun

Dear God, if Thou permit me
like Hiskia, i present Thee
this is all about poet poet, he be....



P.S. I had been thinking a few days to submit this or not
and I put this to the Lord´s feet like Hiskia ever did,
so this OPEN MESSAGE is now here posted,
the best wishes from

©Sylvia Frances Chan