I am Poetry
I am poetry
My body, the lines that tell a story
My mind, the stanzas that fit into
a puzzle
My spirit, the words, easily lifted or broken
with utterance
My blood, the flow, coursing its way through
my veins, always close to my heart
My sweat, the hours improving and getting
everything just right
My tears, which I cry for the world as it
descends deeper into darkness
My pain, relatable and felt to my deepest
core
My joy, being able to share all of this with
you
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