I am a lake
with cold, clear water --
warm in certain seasons.
I may seem shallow
but my currents run deep.
Though my surface seems calm,
my water can storm up
and drown you in waves of rage --
bury you in a liquid grave.
NOTE: in my classes today, I made my students do a extended metaphor poem beginning with "I am". Just for fun, I did one too. I left my original at school but the one above is a near copy.
Not bad for an aged poet. Not good. But not bad. Mediocre, maybe.
Why don't you write an "I am" metaphor poem and let me read some?
with cold, clear water --
warm in certain seasons.
I may seem shallow
but my currents run deep.
Though my surface seems calm,
my water can storm up
and drown you in waves of rage --
bury you in a liquid grave.
NOTE: in my classes today, I made my students do a extended metaphor poem beginning with "I am". Just for fun, I did one too. I left my original at school but the one above is a near copy.
Not bad for an aged poet. Not good. But not bad. Mediocre, maybe.
Why don't you write an "I am" metaphor poem and let me read some?
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I am a tree.
ReplyDeleteWith my planted roots, I am grounded,
But always looking towards the sky.
My limbs reach out to embrace the troubled air,
We sway in a dance as we meet.
I host those needing shelter, sometimes only for a while.
Colors changing with the season,
As my bark remains the same.
Autumn leaves me bare and vulnerable,
But even the woodpecker can't make me fall.
I love this! I once wrote a song for my wife called "Living, Growing, Love" and I used the image of a tree.
ReplyDeleteThanks for the idea! I love new writing challenges :-)
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