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.

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