I AM, Poetry by Susan Marie

WILDsound Writing and Film Festival Review

Genre: Inspirational

I AM
by Susan Marie

I
am
that
which
cannot be
caged
tamed
tried
understood
included
deluded
or left

misunderstood

I am
the fairy tailed children
asleep beneath blankets
on a cool summers eve,
books in palms
eyes shut tight
warding off monsters
in closets
underneath the bed

I am the angelic presence in dreams
the dark rising depths
present
in the time between
night and day

I am
the bleeding hearts
of artists
music flowing
like manes of thoroughbreds
strings and violins
concertos and preludes
the rise and fall
of notes
the voice of the oppressed
painting alone
writing alone
speaking to the masses
standing in front of
sculptures
in galleries
half numb
from having their soul
placed on a
public platter
picked apart
and critiqued

I am
the constellations
stars,
the ancient raiment
of the majestic
velvet night
coaxing solitude
creation
rendering you
sleepless
with desire

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