Poetry is inserting line breaks wherever you want

Poetry is writing “she’s a glacier of gorgeousness” without cringing

Poetry is allowing yourself to not rhyme all the time

Poetry is backspace, backspace, backspace

Poetry is telling yourself it’s okay

Poetry is “did I write that?” [awestruck] and

Poetry is “did I write that?” [derogatory]

Poetry is pausing at this point; and contemplating abandonment 

Poetry is mundanity draped in fancy words

concealing languor;

Poetry is sentences adorned by alliterations

Poetry is love, anger, pain, joy

Poetry is cliche

Poetry is carelessly tied strands of hair

Poetry is bite marks on the tip of the pen

Poetry is using the word ‘strands’ simply because of its visual imagery value

(and hence exceeding word limit)

Poetry is romanticising everything 

Poetry is pausing again at this point; and contemplating deletion

Poetry is learning to embrace the mess

Poetry is falling in love with the process

Poetry is, on many levels, “beautifulness”

Poetry is forgetting a perfect rhyme in half a minute

Poetry is voice

Poetry is choice

of not beginning every verse with ‘poetry is’

Poetry is expression.

Poetry is freedom, poetry is liberation

Poetry is 

inserting 

line breaks 

wherever 

you

want.

The Tranquill Poet 🤍 P.S. - The titular line was inspired by a line "...wrote poetry, hitting return whenever I wanted" [I paraphrase] from the book Conversations with Friends by Sally Rooney.