Poetry hides while
you seek. ‘Ready or not, here I come’ you call out and poetry waits for you to
find it.
Poetry hides in
the cracks of the sidewalks. If you step on the crack you will break the spine of
your poetry.
Poetry hides in
the hearts of your enemies. To receive the words of poetry you must first make
peace with the other side.
Poetry hides in
the center of an unopened flower. You must care for it until it blooms.
Poetry hides in
lies that you tell. To set your poem free you must always tell the truth.
Poetry hides
within the shadows of the night. Lurking and waiting for the right time to jump
out on you.
Poetry hides in
your worst fears. You must face them, overcome them in order to find the beauty
behind the fear.
Poetry hides in
the most obvious places. It can be easy to find but poetry leaves it up to put
all the words in all the right places.
Poetry hides in
the days that you will grieve. You can weep all you want but sooner or later
you will have to wipe the tears from your eyes so you can pick up your pencil
to write.
Poetry
hides. Sometimes you won’t know where right away but when you find it, use it.
Take advantage of its words and don’t let it go until you know you’re ready to
set it free.
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