I look, finding myself somewhere between a dream
Sitting on a drop cloth of spilled words used to paint
Portraits of presumption

Poetry is a chance to create new landscapes
with splashes of words
laying open emotions dancing across reams of paper
showing

Poetry is,
The color of black, an understanding that reflects from the page, reaching the folds within our mind, touching

Poetry is ...

a synethesis of words

a melody of sounds

a harmony of thoughts.

Poetry is ...

The sound of your voice

gruff in the

Poetry is not just a field of flowers

lazing along a winding river.

Some poetry is a sliver

of jagged emotions splattered