Poetry Is Part 2

Poetry IS. A personal thing you can relate to. A common thread weaved into- Life's fabric by the Master Craftsman. An endproduct and tool for enjoyment and understanding-building. If you see a McCaw steal a Pirates last lemon that's justice poetry! If you ever see someone (else) unable to shake their head of a tune (well that's just funny)! Just as long as you don't also pass to them a virus of yawn or hiccup too! Needing yet another poetic pawn of reset to spawn, too-well, that wouldn't be cool! That would be hilarious and wrong? {Even more about this below} ((A temporary chastisement stealing your atmosphere, like a frozen moodring. A spell that creates a black cloud, intimately near, that you just have to sail through. Basking in it's rain and wind sheer. Till you are cleansed of the melody malady's sticky honey dew of snare.)) {Even more below} Sigh (((Till some other air takes it's place under sail- like electric eel current, (all clear) leech of seasnail- transfusement-lunacy-loom. But enough about points, needlings stuck in a Godsmack groove. Fangs siring innoculation, black tides undermoon giving instant Karma lessons, taking you to imagination fascination School.))) Poetry is a paradigm in parody In transfiguration transcribing-semblence, fro and TO beauty, irony and clarity OF knowledge and recapturing-meaning and it's relevance to BOOT. Poetry IS Innocence imbibing Evanescence- meaning in deed there IS also poetry in you.