Poetry is like a drawing
A drawing made of words
A drawing not to be shown
But to be heard
Poetry is like the wind
For it can be soft and warm
And come in a graceful form
Or it can be swift and cold
Emanating fear and nothing bold
Words are meant
To be shared unbent
Not twisted full of lies
And should be without
Any sorrow or sighs
Poetry is beautiful
It's a song without instruments
Poetry is wonderful
A colourful collage of imagination
Poems are lovely
A poem is a story
And if you have never heard one
I shall feel very sorry