I am a door-
closed to a miner'��s curiosity,
open to possibilities.

I am emotion-
it'��s my calling card,
my anchor
and sometimes my
detriment.

I am sunlight.
I am shadow.
I am a vase-
filled with loose change.

I am a contradiction-
a blown glass caldron
of fragility,
a sculpture of
unimaginable
strength.

I am a book-
complete with
dog-eared pages
and misconceptions,
from being read
too fast.

I am-
the wind swept landscape
of a parched
high-desert
mountain
and the quenching
sip of water
you can sample from
the valley of
my collarbone.

I am color coded-
Yellow- for the impenetrable hope chest I keep.
Black- for the ugliness.
Green- for the fields of serenity I cherish.
Blue- for my manifest.
Red- for the storms of passion I have stored along the way.
White- (in waiting) ready for the release of those storms.

I am infinitely complex,-
yet childishly simple
to please.

I am all of these things
and I am none of them.

I am a sidewalk-
beautifully cracked.

I am paper-
eagerly awaiting
your verse.




kc `14

'I AM'...


Love this ((( kc )))

storm...

I am infinitely complex,-
yet childishly simple
to please.

^^^^^Uh huh..I love this..

happy to hear that

thank you.

Nice I enjoyed reading.

thank you wildflower, i appreciate it...

treading cautiously, you? no way...

thank you for reading and for the reply...

k....this piece reads so smoothly...I am taken in it's elegant and eloquent lines.

awww thanks ((C)) always nice to hear from you

Loved this as always

Yes, I see this and more in you my friend....You are an ocean filled with treasures yet to be found...

thank you Pam. always huh, well i guess it has been quite some time, hasn't it?...


((V)) thank you and your lovely self.