Poetry has a powerful hold on me.
No matter how hard I try,
I cannot break free.
Poetry will not let me be.
Articles, books, short stories
All things that bring me glory
All take a backseat to poetry.
Poetry starves my heart
It is a need
I must feed.
Where is comes from I am not sure.
But, I implore poetry is a need I must feed.
Thank-you for reading.
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