Stone Soup Croutons is a weekly poem I write using lines and impressions picked up from poems overheard from Stone Soup's open mic readers and features. I figure out a title either then or later. It's likely some of the poets I thank at the end won't even be able to figure out which lines were inspired by their work. To paraphrase Lorne Michaels, the poem doesn't go up because it's good; it goes up because it's Tuesday morning.
Sharley Paul was last night's wonderful feature. Apologies to her for being dumb enough to not cancel Stone Soup due to the weather. Apologies to the rest of you for the poem.
This Better Not Be Like Last Time
or Else It Will Be
You're dumber than you're brave.
The man who overcame his fear
of falling into spiked pits
