Welcome to Writing Me: Part III, a community writing project to celebrate creative inspiration collectively, and as individuals.
We have shared our I Am Poem over the last several weeks and learned so much about who we all are.
I am awake, alive, tingling with the excitement of a new day.
I wonder who I am and where this wonderful life will lead me.
I hear the golden chorus of epiphanies.
I see my words. They tip tap type across the page frantically sometimes trying to escapes the confines of my mind and find a life on paper before they get lost in the crevices of the mind.
I want to do it all flawlessly, effortlessly, gracefully.
I am a spy of hearts.
I pretend that I’m not running on empty.
I reach out and touch the ones I love to reassure myself that my world is secure.
I touch their lives, as they’ve touched mine. We shape and mold each other.
I worry that I will always love protectively, with my own interests in mind. I worry that I will be a wounded wounder.
I cry easily – at poetry, at beauty, at the daily news, even at commercials.
I am a mess on so many levels.
I understand how little I know; how life is but a journey. And so I keep on, the constant traveler.
I say “who cares” and go about my day, my life and cherish EVERY. SINGLE. MOMENT.
I dream in colors so vivid I can feel them; I believe in Truth, even when it’s not polite.
I try to right the path everyday, with His guidance and love.
I hope someday I will look back and remember that all this messy and crazy life was beautiful, too
I AM less than i want to be and more than i realize. i am here, right where I AM.
We ARE a community of writers, creating art, together.
Live. Love. Write.
Writing Me is going to take the summer off, we will be back in the fall with some new prompts and community created art. you can still be inspired every Monday with our Creative Prompt on our Facebook Page.
* Each line of the poem above is credited to the writer linked up at the beginning (I am…).