I love poetry <br />I speak, write, read <br />poetry <br />I eat, sleep, breath <br />poetry <br />I shit, stink, need <br />poetry <br />it gets me through the day <br />it's the way <br />seeing a young brother <br />give a sista love <br />puts a smile on my face <br />or watching little kids <br />in my neighborhood play <br />without worrying about <br />their color, creed, religion, or race <br /> <br />I love poetry <br />I love poetry <br />like a mother loves a son <br />like the way my wound too tight heart strings <br />come undone <br />when you walk into the room <br />hips, keeping the beat <br />steadily rockin' life's rhythm <br /> <br />I love it like each new day <br />when I can look upon the world <br />and see the beauty we create <br />but I don't forget the sorrow <br /> <br />and we're gonna fix it <br />if not today, <br />then for sure change comes tomorrow <br /> <br />I love poetry like Neruda loves women <br />like Ginsburg loves wine <br />and I never miss a chance to <br />sneak a kiss, take a sip <br />cuz it's these that make our existence <br />so divine <br />and align the planets <br />bringing us all together <br />in a perfect line <br />so there are no obstacles <br />in the path of our vision <br /> <br />and our vision is poetry <br />folklore passed on <br />from ancient tongues <br />to the pens of our children <br />composing prose <br />to commune with the gods <br />through written songs <br />raining down word <br />into my wide open mouth <br />which I in turn spit out <br />across the diaphragm of a microphone <br />and I know I'm not alone <br />because I am poetry<br /><br />Bradley Dupuis<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/poetry-17/
