What Is Poetry
Poetry, is it a depiction of what our lives should consist
of in terms of love, happiness, freedom, acceptance and
other forms of human expectations or is it what we make
our lives, the decisions we've made, the choices we explore?
The writing on the paper can be a sense of entertainment
or a mirror to a few, a reflection of oneself captured by a
stranger only to discover that it is possible to live in the same
moment, and experience similiar thoughts and emotions.
Ones actions captured and expressed through the written word.
Certainly, it can be feared and or admired. The reaction can only be
determined by the readers perception and how the words, the
flow of those words have been embraced.
A virgin has expressed to me that her most intimate moment
with her companion was when he read her a love poem by candle
light. Both revealed that each had been seduced and satisfied by just that, the written word.
A poem that defined intimacy (not just sexual intimacy) , but the intimate connection that is to many, underrated. Poetry that exposes true intimacy. Loves silence, where words of affection aren't required.
Remembering the physical embracement that is felt days later.
Having a thought or sentence completed by your significant other.
When both of your eyes meet in the still of the night or a crowded room only to say, ' I've been looking for you too.'
Poetry, a voice of someone whose intentions is more than to just tell their story or expressing their thoughts. But also allowing the audience to read each line briefly living the poets life. Forming a connection with the reader inviting them to take the poetic journey.
Poetry is indeed this.
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