Poetry Is…*

Poetry is a fervent prayer to the gods of inspiration
Poetry is an ardent appeal to the powers of imagination

Poetry is emotions that crawl out of you and raise their heads
Poetry is piercing pain that wants to tear your heart to shreds

Poetry is the palpitation of man’s agonizing existence
Poetry is the evidence of man’s excruciating experience

Poetry is the plaintive wail of the mind’s unmet expectations
Poetry is the towering crescendo of the soul’s reverberations

Poetry is the passionate petition for alms - of the right word
Poetry is the midnight machinations of the crazy, the absurd 

Poetry is the lotus flower that blooms in life’s murky morass
Poetry is the pretty picture the poet sees in his looking glass

Poetry is the portrait the poet paints with his potent quill
Poetry is the essence of life, which only the poet can distill 

Poetry is the playful whimsy that brings a smile to your face
Poetry is the magic spell that makes you forget time and space

Poetry is the bright silver moonlight that shines on us all
Poetry is the beautiful dream that does not wait for night to fall

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