It Is

What Poetry means to me:




It is a way with words

And can stir emotions

After what has been served

Seen and read

Moving towards your heart

Then travels to the head

It sits inside the mind

Taking the absolute time

To circle about the outside

Provoke thoughts and feelings

Right after appearing

It is power on another level

Running and going

Leaps and bounds

Pulling notes together

In written form for all

Allowing the poet to stand tall

The rise and fall

Of after effects

From interpretations that are left

Analogies and metaphors

Leaving you wanting more

Deploying words and phrases

For the ages

And never ending up in cages


That you can’t help

But engage with

Placing people

On its hit list

You are the target

And it will not miss


Where writing comes alive

Writings By MCM



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