Archives for April 2015

i am
the soft grass trodden under foot

i am
the scuttling crab across sandy beach

i am
the whale mourning in the deep blue sea

i am
the blossom from the pink cherry tree

i am
the apple held before your eye

i am
the baby’s mouth opening wide to cry

i am
the pause between breaths and the spaces of time

i am
the stars that crinkle in the night sky

i am
the wheat that bows at the wind rushing by

i am
the baker kneading bread with tireless hands

i am
the peasant begging alms with limited means

i am
the caterwauls the howlings and the screams

i am
the purring the sighing the fulfilled dreams

i am
the lion lying on the savannah heat

i am
the gazelle bounding with a fearful heartbeat

i am
the boy alone unchosen for any team

i am
the ugly duckling tossed carelessly aside

i am
the one always on the losing side

i am
the free horse with the galloping stride

i am
the algal bloom put upon the red tide

i am
the happy daffodils opened up wide

i am
the one who has just recently died

i am
the white foam sitting on the sea

i am
the pollen offered up to the bumblebee

i am
the warm embrace of a lovers’ touch

i am
the conflict and hurt that argues too much

i am
the razors edge between good and bad

i am
the man going from sad to mad

i am
the blade the slits the vulnerable throat

i am
the distance put up as an emotional moat

i am
the victor with the wicked smile and gloat

i am
the vanquished embarrassed and without hope

i am
the gesture of kindness and a warming smile

i am
the distance covered by many a mile

i am
the look in the new mother’s eyes

i am
the man covered in tattered lies

i am
the light when the world has turned dark

i am
the start when you’ve lost your mark

i am
the forgiveness after all the tears

i am
love your companion across all these years

i am
we

pessimism hopes
that the struggles continue.
life ever sweeter.

my fate amongst fools.
a day of minefields in jest.
don’t believe a thing.