What I think of poetry

I think of poetry as a romanticism of man and muse

Woman and muse

I think of poetry as a manic does of anything

I think of poetry as my cannot live without

The needle in my vein

My gluttonous desire

My breath

My vitality

My DNA encoded without rules of any kind

I have had this thought many a time and with no grievance do I display such frustration

It five me a kind of chase

A cat and mouse game

In which I am both the cat and the mouse

Once at morning

Once at afternoon

Once at the evening

The other, the same

I think of poetry as how feelings communicate into words

Emotions

Memories

Thoughts

What we feel from them

Politics

Humanity

War

Poverty

Strikes us as a single dot on the page and it is done and it is done and it is done until the page is full

A poem is the words you feel and as if they were hours long without any care

Yet a minute of recitation is all you have seen

If poetry does not do this to you

Then is not any poetry I think of