In the beginning a group was formed.
From the strength of few, many grew.
Joy and laughter was shared,
tears and sorrows were rare,
knowledge and understanding,
it comes and goes.
From the 'rage on the page' to the 'untitled' poems
The borderline obscenity to the occasional Haiku
There is a place where we all belong
Mid-Morning Mackles we stand strong.
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