The Contagious Poets and Me -- A new immigrant there I wandered, curious - in the Land of Blogging, a poet, I found - and yet more, ‘til - a community of poets! -- On daily reading them, - I took to leaving comments - some flowing out as poems - like a message in a bottle on the waves - or greeting card in the mail slot - sprayed graffiti on a wall - -- ‘Til one poet replied; This is poetry! worthy to stand in their own right to - become a book - -- I’d never imagined as separate art - but with that friendly guide and goad - I gathered them, stumbled, learned - now in your hands you hold that book - because poets are a contagious tribe