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I Am Poem
Write your “I am” poem. What makes you “you”? What makes you tick? Feel free to start the first line of each stanza (or more) with “I am” or not…
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InkFreak in Poetry & Free Verse

I am What I am

I am the distance

He who makes the powerful appear small and dismal from afar

He who warps one's perception to something unrecognizable

But also he who lacks any interest in connection

And any sense of direction

The distance grows cold as though we all are

just as much as it allows us to view nearly every star

I am the storm

He who brings about life in a forceful swept

Drenching parched plants as though a giant above them had wept

He who brings about salvation with such passion

But also he who accidentally destroys

As though the world were nothing but toys

And who's appearance is fleeting so no one enjoys

I am the badger

He who grows enticed by glitters and gold

And burrows with mighty claws into the below and cold

He who is persistent and never gives up without a fight

Even from things that cause a fright

But also he who burrows in brittle land

only to be suffocated and become the cold

I am the fog

An ever-changing shape and indistinguishable

One may even say invincible

He who offers a hiding spot to those who are weak

Despite it's nature being meek

But also he who forces the light to surrender

And makes everything appear moldy and dreary

It's a lot, the things I am and could be

Even now I am not certain of all of me

A man of light and darkness

Giving way to abstract and absurdness

Who creates just as much as he destroys

And takes the time for all his enjoys

It is this that means

I am free

I am 21 years or older.