It’s not called anything!
They are just letters
combined to create words
assembled into sentences
Divided by thin lines,
adjectives creating color
intermingled by similes
transformed by metaphors
verbs move the page
characters of my thoughts
spelling my minds imagination
through paragraphs of expressions
title-less movements of my mind.
This writing, a strange scribbling,
revealing the depths of my creativity,
I don’t call it anything,
but some might call it poetry.