I Am Poem by Susan Williams

I Am

Rating: 5.0

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I'm a mountain rising mysterious on the distant horizon
I'm a valley mist rising mystic above the quiet river
I'm a waterfall falling in tumbles deep and tumultuous
I'm a stream streaming slowly over smooth river stones
I'm a forest wild and primeval dark and deep
I'm a prairie waving golden in the wind
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But mostly
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I'm the lips of moonlight on your face
I'm the fingers of cool night breezes playing in your hair
I'm the sun rising in your early morning blue eyes
I'm the sun setting fire at the end of your day
I'm the thought wandering through your mind
I'm the memory haunting your dreams
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~~~~~~~~~~©December 2021, Susan Williams

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
an old poem
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
M. Asim Nehal 21 July 2024

Vastness of your poem embraces everything around, artfully written poem. Long time not seen your poem, happy you are back.

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Rebecca Navarre 04 July 2024

An ever so deeply moving poem! .. So Beautifully expressed! ..

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Rebecca Navarre 04 July 2024

Ever such heart and emotion that flows through this poem so very beautifully composed! ..

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Rebecca Navarre 04 July 2024

Dear Susan, I hope you're doing okay! .. And I hope you stay writing here you've been missed! .. Endless 10'S And Stars! ..+++++++++++++++++++++

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LeeAnn Azzopardi 04 July 2024

Brilliantly done my friend Bravo and Thank you for aharing

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Timber Koleden 22 June 2025

Such a wonderfully expressive poem! It contains lovely imagery! Thank you for blessing us with this poem! I hope you continue writing poetry shortly!

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Rose Marie Juan-austin 22 June 2025

A poetic gem to be treasured always. Each and every line stands out. Poetry at its best!

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Aarzoo Mehek 18 June 2025

You are everything and all like this poem.

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M.J. Lemon 05 June 2025

Amazing verse, Susan. This poem travels from the universe...to all that really matters in the universe. A perfect 10!

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Bri Edwards 13 November 2024

REALLY though, Susan, who are you, ......REALLY? ? ? ? Are you the handmaiden groveling at my feet? The ever present scent of fragrant summer flowers? The rider standing in the stirrups so tall? ? Hmm? REALLY! bri : )

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