no poetry

** for all poets (and poetry lovers) everywhere ** ~ oh where could one sweet person go who craves a phrase to ebb and flow or meanings' depths as oceans know how could it be, oh could it be ... a world bereft of poetry? oh how could joyous laughs be heard but naught for play of word-on-word a whimsical wisecrack smilingly slurred how could it be, oh could it be ... a world sans punny poetry? oh where could loners take their tears or troubled souls find hopes to pierce the roiling blackness feared and fierce how could it be, oh could it be ... a world without dark poetry? oh where would lovers hope to chart the grandest coursing of their heart the dreams that bind and tear apart how could it be, oh could it be ... a world with no love poetry? how could the human race e'er find the artful words of heart and mind that poets craft of thought refined of urge, intent and dream entwined the deep expressions oft' designed to phrase what can't be yet defined oh ALL the things left blank and blind how could it be, oh could it be ... a world bereft of poetry? thank heav'n that world ... won't ever be. * This is a slightly altered version of a form I created called “Cinqopet”, pronounced “sing-ko-pay” *