What Is Poetry?

Poetry happens when an emotion finds its thought, and that thought finds words.
- Robert Frost

All the words that I utter,
And all the words that I write,
Must spread their wings untiring,
And never rest in their flight,
Till they come to where your sad, sad heart is,
And sing to you in the night,
Beyond where the waters are moving,
Storm-darkened or starry bright.