Thursday, October 15, 2015

Ode to Poetry

This is my thousandth ode to...

Poetry is just another name
for a heart - it determines 
whether you live or die
and is one of the sure-fire
ways to make another 


That's why red inked essays
hurt so much and why
Poetry's not always black.

Believe me when I say this -
even if you don't - Poetry
is nothing more than 
another name for the heart.

Which means I have Poetry
to thank for the person
I am becoming on top of
finding a reason to 
love myself as well. 

Oh, Poetry, you have no idea

how beautiful your soul is

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