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Again, this was written at a time in my life where I was enjoying writing and listening to poetry. This is what I think about poetry.


I
Poetry

words
death
breath
life
rebirth
poetry


II
Poetry

words jumbled in your head
emotions
ripped from the soul
spilling out on paper
pouring,
pumping,
gushing
out like blood
warm rich words
scribbled notes on
paper
napkins
scraps
anything capable
of containing
written meaning
poetry

III
Poetry

words given life
as they breathe
the air
rising from the ashes of lead on paper
reborn
in to the
consciousness
of the mind
heal the soul
poetry

~L. Mireles ’04

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