What is poetry?
Poetry is the presentation
Of your inner life
The partners of your
Deepest thoughts, they
Are seen there to celebrate
All that you are
Poetry is freedom in literature
A final frontier of knowing
Yourself, like no other art
All the tribes have written it
All the mystics found themselves
Speaking in it, and countless
Others stumble across it
Like a strange fruit on a
Famished day, it has fed
Travelers, monks, mothers
Don’t waste time with explanations
Simply do what you love
Poetry is that gift
That was given to you
When all other avenues
Were taken away, so what
Will you give to her?
Poetry is a language of the soul
And each poem you write
Is one lifetime
So how will you choose to live
Your inner life, what melody
Will you pronounce
What energy will you align to?
Poetry is born like a trance
Like an unexpected visitor
That surprises us into dancing
Poetry is the love
We always wanted to give
And never had a chance to receive.
Thanks for sharing.
Thanks for your comment Clyde
Exactly how I feel about this art! And this is a great motivation – thanks!
Glad to hear it Sono!
Beautiful, sums up who poets are; the very gate to life’s beauty.
That last verse “poetry is the love we’ve always wanted to give…” Sums it up for me perfectly.
I’m glad you think so Kaygy
Beautiful, Wuji
Perfectly put.
An excellent explanation of a wonderful art. Thank-you for that.
Yes it’s fun to try to put into words…
Thank you for your voice