I am the water of winter seas:
I freeze
And the land frosts over.
I am the wind in cloudy sails:
I hone
The rugged coasts and hills.
I am the bark of ancient trees:
I split
And teem with growth.
I am the poem of my soul:
I speak
And my words
Soar like birds.
© Kim M. Russell, 2016
My response to imaginary garden with real toads Transforming with Nature’s Wonders
Hannah has brought us inspiration from the local coffee house and the BrainyQuote site. She has asked us to explore topics, authors, images…and allow our choices to transform into words. I’ve chosen a quotation from George Bernard Shaw.
writing in north norfolk 
you are certainly a work in progress
much love…
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Thanks for reading, Gillena, with love, Kim x
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Such a far-out, great bohemian lifestyle. 🌹
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😎
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This is so beautiful, Kim. I love your word selection..
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Thank you, Kerry!
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Beautifully emotive and wise ❤️ especially love “I am the poem of my soul: I speak and my words soar like birds.” ❤️
Lots of love,
Sanaa
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Than k you, Sanaa!
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A while back, I wrote a few “I am” poems–so very powerful to identify with forces of nature, to explore similarities/metaphors. Love this!
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I love where your quote choice brought you…especially this:
“I am the bark of ancient trees:
I split
And teem with growth.”
Wonderful work and thank you for adding your voice to the challenge!
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Thanks for the prompt, Hannah!
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We do create the road ahead for us that is for sure. Our actions now, affect us later. This is a beautiful poem Kim!
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Thank you, Carrie!
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Words can freeze, hone, and split as well… nicely done.
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Yes – and thank you!
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I like who ‘you are’ in this poem. Brava!
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Thank you, Candy!
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GBS is a good choice — you’ve taken his thoughts and created a powerfully visual and mystical poem.
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Thank you!
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I am the poem of my soul:
I speak and my words
Soar like birds
As all poets aspire to do to fly off away with flying colors. Rightly so Kim!
Hank
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Thank you, Hank!
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Love this. And so effective to use lists to create poem (and certainly you grow)
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😉
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Nice, Kim. And you are akin to Mother Nature with all her wonders. It’s in the genes I see.
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Thanks, Jim.
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