Poetic Walls?

Can poetry be boxed, bundled, wrapped and sold? Why Is it written, felt, lived and told? Does it come from within walls or from no walls, just openness? Taught in the learning halls lived in cities, animated by wilderness? From observation then internalized from a fire, and then self realized? A heart's venue, public or private, true love or pain expressed, then sail away, like a pirate! Poets and poems come and they go too, wind from the mountains and into the sea, they're blew~~~