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As I was going through the archives here on Poetry Zoo and looking through the Poetry tag on Tumblr I realized how real and how alive poetry still is. This is my realization.

Poetry Isn't Dead

10600587_10204764587811044_3323353174422219428_nby Devin Mitchell Durbin07 Feb 2014

It’s living and breathing on the breeze
It’s hiding in the hearts
Of people hypnotized by the color blue
It lives in the streets
In the halls of those so young
They still get mocked for the ways
That they tie their shoes.
Poetry isn’t dead
Because it exists in the world
In the words
That are spoken
From heart to heart
In blogs
And sent along
Flying through the universe
Just waiting
To jump off the screen
Into someone’s heart.
Poetry isn’t dead
It’s heart has just found
A new home
Where 140 characters
Can explain someone’s day
And the whole world
Knows what you had for breakfast
And just how far
Your ship has sailed
Into the wild blue
Of the internet.