Froze in poetic prose

This is to those souls who turn penciled prose once froze poetically Into hearts spoke phonetically Because Respectively Some words are too great To be caged upon a page. So Here's to The poets that grace the stage. Spoken word warriors... Evoking the wettest eloquence From dustily dry sediment. Saturating the airy aether With Spoken elements. Vocal detritus Divined into tongue delighting decadence . Werd nerds writing reverance. This is to those poetic souls Passionately pushing poetry To the hearts precipice... And then urging it off the edge.. Into emptiness... Where it flies... Tumbles... Rises... And cascades Into a brilliant brush with benevolence.