Light at the End of the Tunnel We march through this tunnel This dark, everlasting…
Poetry is…
Poetry is…
By:Shaneal Martinez
Poetry is picking out blossoms in the summer.
Poetry is fresh air.
Poetry is fascinating emotions
bursting into flames.
Poetry is snow
dropping smoothly onto the ground.
Poetry is training a horse.
Poetry is floating
on calm water.
Poetry is flying
and staying in the sky filled with mist.
Poetry is renewing yourself.
Poetry is thinking about everything.
Poetry is laughing and having fun.
Poetry is a beautiful play
in your head.
Poetry is life.