I AM A POEM


I am a poem of painted symbols, ancient wisdoms
Crafted visuals, words with rhyme and reason 
in the no reason at all in inky color prisms

Color frequencies, Pirate girls, mystic Mama
Bengali Tiger, peace, and love, vampire bites
dripping blood, Dante's Furies and wordless drama

A her-story of talisman, primal remembrances 
A needled rapture of yesterdays longing 
etched beneath my tender flesh in my transparence

Yes it hurt with a celebrated welcome
Leave that judge of yours off my skin
I am rich in story as it is my rebellion 

Poetry becomes me. It is a wound I choose to wear
Even tho' you may read me on my surfaces
It's to the heart of me that waits the deeper share

copyright  jeanne adwani 

6 Comments

Filed under a poem a day. Michigan poet, jeanne adwani, Jeanne Beauchamp, MICHIGAN POET, NAPOWRIMO, national poetry month

6 responses to “I AM A POEM

  1. Thid may be my favorite… powerful, challenging, beautiful.

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  2. gagnierm

    Love, Love, Love this. “Poetry becomes me”. *sigh* I wish I could write like you, gorgeous. Thank you

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  3. Leene Hermann

    Jeanne, I love this! It is so you.

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