what is poetry I ask
is it the language that all colors speak,
or the sun's first rays
a baby's first cry,
or moonlight walks on the beach,
is it not just love itself?

What is poetry I ask
is the 2 am conversations,
or the afternoon bike rides,
is it a painters smile while gazing at art,
or is it a mother's heart swelling with joy at the sight of a walking son

Poetry is not just words on a paper but a way of life
it is the pouring out of heart and soul
its how with only a few words a poet can make you
weep with sorrow,
tremble with fear,
bite your lips with anticipation,
shed knowing tears,
become giddy with joy,
and proud
to know that we humans have created a language
with a nature so beautiful
and diverse
a language that touches the heart