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“I Am From” Poem
I am from prune orchards and fruit in abundance,
From mustard flower forts to hide-and-seek in the dark,
I am from education, back when Rucker was a family,
I am from Carriage Hills and Sunrise park.
I am from Shadows and my imagination,
I am from rainbows and colors, dancing in the rain,
I am from puff paint and threaded creation,
From charcoal and graphite, expression all the same.
I am from guitar strings and piano keys,
I am from compositions and original works-in-progress,
I am from curly hair and green and brown eyes,
I am from open minds and confusion and stress.
I am from the boondocks, out in the country,
I am from three houses in a row all my life,
I am from chosen ignorance and isolation,
From “You're ruining the party!” to “You lied to my wife!”
I am from pressure and overwhelming emotions,
I am from smiles when times of pain call,
I am from forced laugher and choked off screams,
I am from tears that refuse to fall.
I am from agony in sharp lines and angles,
From itty bitty keepers that burn on my skin,
From friendly reminders of a dark red melody,
From fading memories of my past closing in.
I am from strong faith, hope and unconditional love,
I am from that state of mind that continues to gray,
I am from within the Dark Angel's grasp,
I am from God, but I have lost my way.
 Kimi Shadows · Mon Aug 17, 2009 @ 06:09am · 0 Comments |
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dream avi!