"I am hearing poetry when awake, dreaming poetry when asleep, breathing poetry with each breath, I am living in a poem."

Monday, November 25, 2013

This I Am

I am the clouds,
the rain, the rose,
the face that was
and the face that will be.

From my dust
that drinks the lake
life will fall in drops
from heaven
to water spring.

I am a child
of earth,
sister to the ocean,
hope’s hand
forestalling
the desert’s march
to the sea.


©Susie Clevenger 2013

Pondering the environment...



20 comments :

Herotomost said...

You are all that and more...strong sense of identity laced together with calm security and direction. Damn Susie...you are always right on top of it.

Kerry O'Connor said...

This is the kind of poetry I really love - it invites the reader to join in with the joy of the writer.

Thank you, Susie.

Timoteo said...

There is first, second, third and...omnipotent person, which you seem to be writing in here...the great I AM. Nicely done.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

VERY beautiful, a poem about connection to the elements. Lovely, Susie.

Marian said...

perfect.

razzamadazzle said...

Very nice. I love how you equate yourself with nature. Truly we are all connected.

Laura said...

so beautiful Susie…I needed to read this and take the words in for myself today. thanks for living me up.

hedgewitch said...

Beautiful, flowing as a great wide river, full of life and meaning, Susie. Just excellent.

Bill Nicholls said...

Nice the cycle of water, I like how you told it

Robert Bourne said...

I really liked this... confident..uplifting.. good write...

Lisa A. Williams said...

Wonderful Susie!

wkkortas said...

This is wonderfully lyrical, in a way that you think the subject matter might not allow. Fine, fine work.

Susan said...

Oh, yes, give us the good water and hold back the desert ... and while you are at it, mythic creature, can you make the Arctic a bit colder? A wonderfully hopeful poem.

Jim said...

I fell in love along here someplace, Susie. Your lines, "I am a child of earth, sister to the ocean" reminded me of several hippy girls I once knew. It isn't like than anymore, for me or the young generation.

Yes, I was in Atascocita with my sister, niece, great niece, and great-great niece. The great niece and family live off the East Sam Houston Tollway now. (My sister lives in Iowa, niece in Friendswood, and we live in Montgomery.)
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Vandana Sharma said...

to be one with nature.

grapeling said...

"forestalling" - as in inevitable? I suppose, on a long enough timeline, what will remain will be the desert and the sea ~

Aditi said...

Lovely... wonderful spirit!

Kay L. Davies said...

Fabulous. Just what I needed tonight.
K

blueoran said...

Wonderful work of identifying the poet's voice with nature's. A song for droughts geographical and emotional. - Brendan

sreeja harikrishnan said...

fell in love with this....

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