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To define Poetry, gotta say what it ain't. Poetry ain't no professor's opinion and it sure ain't no meters or feet. Poetry got no allegiance and don't fly no flag. It ain't even the flagpole! If anything it'd be the wind that gives all flags their majesty.
It'd be the thing that catches in the breath when ya say goodbye to family. Poetry'd be the look on your kid's face the first time he ties his laces. Poetry'd be your sweetheart telling you she's found someone else. It's the Fall breeze breaking Summer's hot grip. It's a friend holding your hand when you're scared.
Poetry is patient so take your time and learn what drives it and then ask for a ride. Ask it to help you through tough times, it will, and don't ever apologize to Poetry...cause it always understands. Course it does, cause Poetry is you.