poetry, a language?

is poetry a language?    
perhaps,
maybe a mere vessel    
a mystery,  
to surely be puzzled.  
or did Darcy miss speak  
as he, "...considered poetry the food of love...."  
or is it,  
possibly divine providence from powers above.  
   
innate upon itself  
where does poetry fit?  
language by definition...  
look to the text book,  
ah,  
is poetry but a system?  
grant me, for that, i may see.  
instill within me    
the judgement of this "ism" wisdom.    
   
i ruminate    
seek to not hesitate  
the empowerment.  
of the spoken or the written.  
to memorize all the symbols, not hidden  
within the madness of my bookshelf.  
i task myself  
in what i live by,  
understanding with less of a sigh.  
   
so per the lines of definition  
language...  
might just render function  
leaving us at communication's edge.  
the real, the imagined  
total expression.  
a release, not just transparent comprehension.  
   
is poetry language?  
more wisdom than i can grasp.  
fixed is the wedge  
between spoon fed definitions  
but,  
   
if poetry is in truth a language...!  
your flaw, dear sir,  
is but you fail to understand  
so quick to judge    
for a moment, think, take opposite of your hand.  
words that have been sowed  
upon the slate  
clueless to you,  
the message, to you. she must translate.