Writers Cafe - Once in a while, they still come back.

Once in a while,

as though pulled in by some desire
or force,
some decide to take a ride back
to Writers Cafe.

It's not always a long visit, yet
they still come back
as though returning to their old home.

"I remember Robbie,
or Marie, or Frieda P," they might say.

They may recall this place in a way one might remember
flags that lined porches
or trees on each side of the street where they lived.
But still, they remember this place.
Their names are still on the mailbox.

For better or worse, this is a community.

Some have moved on, as they should.
And some are still here, pruning nouns
or mowing verbs.

Some have even died.

The street may look different.
Trees may be bigger.
And old friends may be gone for good.

But on this block,
you're never turned away
no matter how long you've been gone
or how many times you move on.

There will always be opportunities to write about
the sun, the rain, a train...

Writers Cafe
on this block, once in a while,
they still come back.

Reviews

[Dennis Wolf]

Well, one of the new ones here. So far it doesn't look like the other sites I've been on.. Wattpad and writing.com.. Grrrrrr everything is about paying for getting advertised and the a*s kissing..

Don't care for that stuff, sooo after some exploration I decided on this site

We'll see how it goes.
Cheers

[Relic]

I wish you luck, Dennis. Thanks for the comment.

[Dennis Wolf]

Thank you, and.. No problem
This was an enjoyable read.
Cheers

[Relic]

NOTICE: When I try to fix or revise this poem all I get is code. Any mistakes can't be fixed. :(

[Coyote Poetry]

I agree my friend. Many return we and welcome them back my friend.
"But on this block,
you're never turned away
no matter how long you've been gone
or how many times you move on."
I enjoyed the W.C and I made many kind friends. Hello my friend from frozen and cold Michigan.
Coyote

[Relic]

Hello from a snowy New York, Coyote. Thanks for the read. :)

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome my friend. Good night for reading and writing.

[Helen]

I am very much a newcomer to this block, literally and metaphorically from another country and still trying to figure out the culture and what the rules are (because I like to know the rules, including unwritten ones to feel comfortable).

So I really like this poem, which sheds a little light on the community for me. I am currently finding the WritersCafe more welcoming and more life-affirming than any 'real life' society so I can well understand the need to come back once you have been part of it.

Really liked the images conjured up by:

pruning nouns
or mowing verbs.

I'm not at that stage yet, maybe just sowing seeds - or having others sow them for me.

Thank you for an entertaining and helpful poem!

[Relic]

I'm glad you liked the poem, Helen. Thanks for the read and welcome to the site. :)