Poetry is Life

Poetry is Love

Poetry is that thing your thought can’t put a finger on

that feeling of rescue

It is that feeling inside of you when roads are omni-directional

When multitudes are speaking

Poetry will be the voice inside

Poetry defines more than Life

Poetry remains boundless

Poetry is my first love … 🙂

It is the tear in the eye

The hand that wipes it off

The second curve on the stomach

The womb that holds ALL

It knows all

It hears  all

It innerstands all

Amongst all

It is the be all


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