Weaving Lines

What is poetry? With weaving lines
Where words banter each other
Seeing who can show imagery
With a slight of hand
Pulling metaphors, similes
Out of their magical hats
Painting pictures full of love
Then crying tears of sorrow
In storied fragmented verse
Short to the point, gathered together
Around poetry corners from far off places

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