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Who am I? I am many things, and all things possible, says this lovely poem on the self.
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One of the top 5 entries for August’s Muse of the Month writing theme, with the cue “I took a deep breath and listened to the old brag of my heart. I am, I am, I am”, taken from Sylvia Plath’s The Bell Jar.
When the moon peeps out
from behind grey clouds
creating hope on a dull night
I am darkness.
When an ink pen my lover gifted
our first year together
turns up once declared lost
I am fortunate.
When water splashes against
rocks as it makes its way down
hidden waterfall in the woods
I am sadness.
When I give up trying after
Eight years of giving it my all
the strip turns a deep red
I am living dead.
When sweat drips down my back
on a warm summer’s day
of heated arguments in the park
I am the light.
When your voice fails you
after vowing to never stay mute
unsaid is our only conversation
I am the words.
When an ice cream truck makes
a loud sound on its way around
with cheering kids chasing it
I am happiness.
When I watch her laugh without
worries, qualms or inhibitions
consumed by emotions
I am whole.
When an aeroplane takes flight
with it my heart in my mouth
cotton-candy clouds calm me down
I am at peace.
When fears envelope my thoughts
each night as I toss and turn in bed
Waiting for dawn to break
I am the nightmare.
When my imagination rewrites
reality in the way you hoped
and wished it would end
I am broken.
When everything makes me cry
I am the dream.
I take a deep breath
and calm my racing heart.
I am here,
a contradiction.
Everything and nothing
visible and invisible
the silence and the song.
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