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It’s a video prompt this week.

I want to know who am I? I search high and low and looked everywhere and now I’ve reached this conclusion;

Who am I?

I am the wind that blows

I am the air we all breathe

I am the earth we walk on

I am the water that we drink

I am you and I am me

Together, I am we and us all

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Written in response to RXC; PROMPT #244, hosted by Reena

#Keepitalive

#RXC

Me, myself, I, love being me
Born and bred from the Philippines
Got a degree in Chemistry
Left home when I was twenty two

Visited Europe, such great place
Me, myself, I, love being me
First time to see snow and wow
Great to see but feeling the cold

I’ve met Him Indoors in the lab
Action and reaction, that’s us
Me, myself, I, love being me
After two years we got married

Moved to Munich and had the son
Cosy in our house with garden
Love travelling with Him Indoors
Me, myself, I, love being me*

* Quatern

If
I were me
I would find myself
Not get lost among others
By trying to please them
I’d be authentic
Truly me
I**

** The Joseph’s Star

I am me, I am my own person
Inasmuch as I am happy
In snow, rain, wind or the sun
I can climb…

Inspired by Reena’s Exploration Challenge #244 & Moonwashed Weekly Challenge – Breathless

questions abound
frustration felt as labels hang in the air
endless lamentations of not knowing who i am
but then i see it clearly
i am left breathless

Anyone But You

i take kindness on a different level
believing even when the worst is up
against my face.

i have faith in all that is good even when confronted by the bad and by the worst
around me.

i love to make people happy by means of giving even when they seemed to be disturbingly arrogant and unforgiving.

i prefer order over chaos as it is what drives me sane the most.

i don’t like confrontations as it definetely will lead to nothing but agonizing shade throwing and blame shaming.

i stay away from non sense arguments
and discussions because it’s even
pointless to begin with.

it’s not an issue if you don’t like me as i don’t expect to be loved by everyone else it doesn’t bother me at all.

you can hate me you can curse, and i remain true to myself.

but if you don’t…

When the people of Israel that were enslaved in Egypt, they cried out to God for deliverance, and God answered using this cryptic expression, “I am who I am”, which supposedly meant that he would deliver their freedom.  Moses heard this from God at the burning bush and he was supposed to tell the people of Israel that, “I am has sent me to you”, and the ineffable name of ‘I AM’ has since become so sacred that it is blasphemous to say this out loud, so it should not be spoken.

Meredith Brooks was more forthcoming in her song ‘I’m A Bitch, I’m A Lover’ that she co-wrote with Shelly Peiken and it became a huge hit in 1997.  Shelly said that this song was written when she was frustrated with her life, having had 10 years of album cuts without ever having a single.  She was coming home from…

This week’s challenge explores Ekphrastic poetry, inspired by visual art or photographs. Reena provided a piece of her artwork for this month’s challenge. There’s plenty of imagery in her art, and it’s a great inspiration to write your poem. Remember what you’ve learned about the psychology of color in your poetry.

This week I have chosen an etheree for my form for the Ekphrastic poem.

Gaia Gives.

A kaleidoscope of earthy colours
Escapes a knowing, talented hand.
So much that the inner eye sees.
The guiding hand of Gaia
Brings meaning to fingers
And peace to the brain
Would that all could
Share the view
Gaia
Gives.

This is part of Colleen’s Tuesday Tanka Challenge.

I saw me
through the eyes of someone else
Black and white
When I was all grey
Stapled to one moment
When I had flowed through time
A character in their story
~ not mine

Mindfills for, Reena’s exploration challenge ~ situation ~
Your character finds an old, disposable camera on the ground. They get the photos developed. What they see tells an unsettling story.

Will we meet again
When I’m dreaming
My heart beats loud
Like the ocean
Rushing to shore
Searching for you
Are you dreaming
Waiting for me
Hold the dark nights
I’m on my way
Will we meet again?

©AnitaDawes2022

daily, sans noise,
web of stories,
effortlessly,
captures moments,
unseen before,
unrelated-
characters join,
under the stars,
weave beauty of
gossamer threads-
daily, sans noise.

Poetry form ( 4-11 by Gwen Plano)Gwen says the 4-11 is a stanza of eleven lines, four syllables each line. The beginning line also repeats as the last line.

Acknowledgements :- Thank you Colleen. M. Chesebro for hosting Colleen’s Weekly Tanka Tuesday Poetry Challenge #284. The prompt for this week ( 4-11 by Gwen Plano) was suggested by Yvette Calleiro. For rules please refer here. Thank you all for stopping by and reading.