Poetry is dead
when no one understands
the wording.
When they understand
the ideas before
their reading,
The language conforms
to what they thought before
the meeting.
Their minds colonize
the language and lands
of meaning.
They twist and shape it
in their unknowing hands
defeating;
The skill and wisdom
that's trying to do more
than speaking.
The writer uses
words to do much more
than sharing.
The lines are crafted
To open a new door
For thinking.
Their world challenged
If they will leave their shore
Of meaning.
If they take the leap
And attend to the chore
Of reading.
Of reading the world...
the words and so much more:
The being.
Then does poetry
Show us brand new lands...
When we are at our core
Listening.
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