What and How Poetry Is

It's a nuance

Putting things simply, telling it like it is

But sometimes hiding your meaning, constructing a riddle

 

It's a story

What's happened to me

What's happened to all of us

What happened to my creepy neighbor down the street

 

It's emotion

Raw and exposed

 

It came to me

A gift from Whitman

When I first made my acquaintance with the Leaves

 

Sometimes it's the only way I can express

What I'm feeling, what I'm thinking, what I need.

And I need it.

This poem is about: 
Me

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