I Am

The type of poem introduced yesterday is often called an I Am poem and is one of the simplest poems to write. Teachers everywhere use it with students of every age and in every locale, from elementary school classrooms to prisons. Poetry as a genre often intimidates people who don't think of themselves as writers but those who try this simple I Am poem are often surprised at what comes out. The key is to not think too much about your answers to the prompts, to just describe yourself in those terms with as much detail as you can imagine. If you haven't tried it yet, give it a whirl today.

After I wrote yesterday's post, I went ahead and followed the prompts and this is what I came up with:

This Is Me, Today

I am the cry of despair
from a kitten of 46 years.
I sing songs that rock
ballads of love.
I splash red fire,
the red of blood and anger
as I waterfall through life.
I spread my hardwood arms giving shelter
under expansive leaves.
The couch I offer you is a place of rest
from my fear of death.
Close your eyes and see love hiding there.

I showed you mine . . .