Poetry is word-music Word, word music. Is soul, spirit, magical mystery Quintessential essence Of love and beauty.
Iambic and other rhythms and rhymes Are optional For, again, poetry is soul. The Word is King. Any word.
*** A singular word of double meaning: Lickle bird and ****** No waxing lyrical here Just a bit of lit thatβs bound to fit Uninterrupted Brief word Amongst sesquipedalian articulations And rapturous birdsong that echoes through the forests.
So leave that doggerel alone. Let your heart sing Freely Your spirit and soul Shining like a supernova Resonating through our minds. A concerto of verbal sounds Played with our inner voices. Literary art Expressed in musical notes. Poetry.