What is poetry?

Poetry. A cry. A desire. That holds within each of us. Some fear the world and let the desire hide; while some fear themselves and give the desire the form of a word, a phrase, a creation, an art; to let the desire reveal, to let themselves free and to live and be.
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You guys, I have been working on a little something lately and finally it’s complete! I self published on Kindle direct publishing. Continue reading “To, My Dear Fear”