The Meaning Of Poetry!
What is poetry? Poetry is an way for me to release my emotions I talk about the way I feel because it's obviously real Poetry is when I get an chance to get things off my mind then that's when…
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Poetry is... Poetry is hot sand on your feet after the coldest winter Poetry is that rainbow that comes out of every terrible storm Poetry is a promise of being true to who you are as an individual and embracing…
what is it?
What is poetry? Poetry is the blue sky, with an dark imagination. Poetry has a message leaving you with something to think about Poetry Poetry Poetry is the start and end about , what's going on in the moment What…
Poetry Is .,.,.,.,
What Is Poetry? Poetry is the middle of a maze from the start to the finish its hard to find your way. Poetry is the words in a crossword puzzle its hard to find a word and sometimes you find…
My meaning of poerty
Poetry is like a bright star That lights up a dark sky Poetry is the feeling of running on a Nice sunny day As the wind goes through Your hair Poetry is the dance my Heart does when i’m happy…
what does poetry stand for?
Poetry is like a spice,it provides taste Poetry is a lighthouse on a foggy night, It provides a beacon of hope for everyone in sight It can describe nature in all its might It makes objects come to life,it could…
Not Just Lying on the Paper
Poetry Is not Just words Lying on the paper Poetry Is A method of expressing yourself Poetry is like siren calling us to battle Poetry is The sun Beaming on us Giving us the strength we need Poetry is the…
Thepoemyouarereadingaboutmyhomeandexperiences
A place where I grew up A place where That i call Home A place that's neither Kind nor harsh A place where experience Comes heavy intelligence Is needed to Survive A place that smells Of street food Sounds of…
259 Dyer Blvd
Jada Davis Poet Warrior Memory Card As I skip down 259 Dyer Blvd. My mind get bombard with this great thing I call the memory card My neighbors Carlos and Lizzy were always cooking on the grill Even in the…
Town
Town My street, as I walk I see the red, yellow, and green Of the stop lights All the beeps of car horns My neighbors, smell Like a barbeque The look Frank gave Me in his backyard The park full…