Poetry To Me Poem by C Jay Caputo

Poetry to me
Is music
Is spoken word not a genera?
It's my blue bird
It's the things I wish I had the heart to say but can't because my mouth speaks a different language than my thoughts
It's the words I want to put to music but cant because my fingers can't play the sound my ears want to hear
It's the songs I have to speak because my throat hurts to much to sing
Poetry is the visions of heaven I wish I had and the beauty that surrounds it
Poetry is the broken part of a well oiled machine
Poetry is why my breath smells like poison and smoke
Poetry is the words that fumble out my mouth after I drink to much
It's the words that I use to touch,
Others with the beat of my heart and once I start. I don' t want to stop
Poetry is an ongoing battle
That leads to ongoing solutions
It provides insight and restitution
Its lets me see my thoughts
It offers a 3rd person perspective
I've never taken back love that I've given
And I truly believe any one who feels guilt can feel forgiven
But It's just poetry


So I speak it softly under my breath
To spill every thought that I have left