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I Am...

I am the dandelion who perks in sunlit streams,
Drifting in zephyrs with dreams and hopes;
I am the child in the heart of a woman,
Who blows milkweed through an Autumn glen;
I am the kitten, ever-purring,
Next to a hearth so bright;
I am the sweet Sakura blossom that roves
Through the breezes to meet the stream...

I am the rose that whithers

In the darkest, dryest corner;

I am the brambles that overrun,

Choking the softest heather;

I am the stone that's thrown

To shatter a song-bird's wing;

I am the frost that comes too soon,

And burns the trusting flowers...

 

I am the light and the dark of the matter;
I am freedom and the ties that bind;
I am the wisdom of age and the faith of youth;
I am the future and I am the past
Both thriving in the ever-present;
I am forever and I am never;
I am that which kills and that which revives...

Author notes

This was written for a contest, and has turned more into a riddle than a poem, but poetry still, I think.

The challange of the contest was to take a word provided and write a poem about it, without using the word in the poem.

I want to see if anyone else wishes to guess the subject.

To -BlackKnight- and Night-Owl: I hope this proves both satifactory and a chalange, but even should it not, I enjoyed the challange you provided, and may have to try it again.

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  • whatami
    June 9
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    Intense. Great job.


  • -BlackKnight- gold member
    June 5

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    Looks like "hours" to me.

    I'm glad you enjoyed the challenge the contest provided. Writing poems around a word, and yet never using said word, is something both Starlight-Owl and myself enjoy doing now and then.

    I think the second stanza was the best. The poem as a whole could use a bit of fine-tuning, but overall, it's not too bad.

    • Milkweed Gossamer
      June 9
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      Oh! Now the contest's over, it's time for the unveiling! It was actually "love" - the two reactions people have to love, or its affect on the world around the person, I suppose. I wanted to show the complete contrast of it, or how I see it can be. It actually surprised me that no one, except for the one person who knows my mind probably better than I do, guessed that, but maybe I have a sort of skewed view.

      I agree. The imagery and the flow of the second stanza was the best overall, but I liked the way the others worked, so they stayed anyway.

      In entering this contest, I have, in fact started attempting more of these, and I think they're getting better as I get more practice.

      Again, thank you SO MUCH for running this contest, I always love a challange!

      Thanks,
      ~ Kit

  • LoveSpell-PurpleRose silver member
    May 17

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    Wonderfully Written !

    I really like the fact that this can either be a riddle, or a poem as well as all of the lovely wording that is in this peice ! Great Job ! My favorite word's in it are ;I am the Rose that whithers. In the darkest, dryest coner; Good Luck ! Brenda Gae

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  • Aerialrose
    May 5

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    Excellent

    I believe the word is "drift". Or evolution, encompassing everything. =) If I didn't get it right, no worries...I don't need to know. Just guessing.

    • Milkweed Gossamer
      May 7
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      I never realized how many ways this could be taken! I can't wait to see the numerous other interpretations that will spring from it!

      I suppose, after much consideration, that to the reader my intent may not be their meaning. What I intended may not be what it meant to them. And so, after such an epiphany, I come to conclude that both your interpretation, and the previous are right, from a certain point of view, even if it is not what I wrote.

      I'm not sure how much sense that makes...

      Thanks,
      ~ Kit

  • frownsnfreckles
    May 5

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    Is the word 'Time'?
    It's a lovely piece, the descriptions are excellent particularly in the first stanza, it creates fresh, gentle images in the mind.

    I am the child in the heart of a woman,
    Who blows milkweed through an Autumn glen;

    The final line is a great one to end a puzzle with the contradiction within of life and death. Good luck!

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    • Milkweed Gossamer
      May 5
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      *smiles* Thank you.

      No, the word is not 'time'...

      If you should wish, when the contest is over (for we, the competeing poets, were given a list of words to choose from), I shall let you know what the word was. For now, I wish to make everyone guess. I suppose I'm stubborn like that. *grins*

      Thank you again,
      ~ Kit
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