Impossible Extrications Aurora Chernis Poetry rides on the wings of the wind, It visits the devil and forgives the sin, It dances on waves and flirts with the foam, Poetry gives the homeless a home. It sings through the storm and races the rain, It changes a person from no one to named. Poetry speaks with the stars and the sky Poetry makes a broken heart smile. Poetry melts like wax under fire It teases a dream to fly higher and higher, It tastes like the sea, and smells like a tear Poetry slows the seconds to years. It captures a moment, in pictures of words, Poetry extricates feathers from swords, It battles for peace, with letters as weapons Poetry brings down the angels from heaven.
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