I am a commutator, deliberate with language, spoken and unspoken.
I am a weaver of stories playing over and over.
I am a messenger, touching with my eyes, caressing with my words,
wrapping my arms around all those who have heard.
I am always moved to find ways of relating, using my voice responsibly,
is what I strive for wholeheartedly.
I am an observer by nature, a reluctant participator and a leader in waiting.
I am humbled by the sage and overwhelmed by the hating.
I am transfixed and transcended by uplifting and creating.
I am moved to expose, to fulfill my destiny,
then slipping back into my silence and reverie.
I am a warrior for the poor and I am an advocate for the forlorn.
I am forever indebted for the call…..a call to transform.
I am a servant to the universe, with willingness and pride,
I am privileged to announce, “I am Bona Fide”.
I am living in one world indivisible, I bear witness to its pain,
no one knows the sites I’ve seen, no one knows it’s shame.
I am a lover and a sensualist savoring the deliciousness of the flesh,
and partaking of all its pleasures with much common sense.
I am turned on by the dance of the mind with another,
as our word’s journey down through the soul’s consciousness.
I am bound by honor and integrity and as intoxicating as the temptations may be,
I stay within the boundaries of society.
I am not always what I appear to be,
clothed in my demeanor of a bourgeoisie,
I am quiet, I am shy, and I dream only of intimacy.
I am a seeker of truth, but I am a weary traveler.
I am broken, I am flawed, I am spent, with tears that flow uncontrollably,
but, I am blessed with the backbone of antiquity,
and a foundation firmly rooted in perpetuity,
I possess that golden key that opens the palace of eternity.
I am moving in the direction of my potential, I am a student of the Universe,
learning all that it can teach me verse by verse by verse.
I am uplifted by the success of others, making manifest in my imagination,
all the possibilities and my obligation.
I am driven, some may say obsessively, scoffing at my desire to be the best I can be,
for me……INDEED.
I am one with my imagination, we sit so well together,
with the keys beneath our fingers, fighting intrusion this way and tether.
I am in awe of which way my fancy goes.
I am an artist in my mind. I do not know the rules,
I am moved when I am moved or sit in silence with my tools.
I am without breath when I cannot speak my truth, and without words where there is no value,
against all odds I stay in the vicinity of my desire, and rally, once again anew……
…….I am so tired, so very very tired…..
I slipped
I tripped
I fell
I forgot (WHO I AM)
by: Louise Fowler
Anyone fighting the good fight though they wish with all of their being they did not have to fight at all, anyone facing this daily and allowing themselves to truly care, which is tare, will feel, inevitably, a fatigue, a tiredness deep and defeating. This is proof of life, and proof tomorrow it begins again, and you, you have chosen the side of light and you will never, as a result, be truly lost.
You have such a gift for words, I love. it. Incidentally I can’t find you message on google+ albeit I have not really acquainted myself with all aspects of this site. In the beginning I had a couple of conversations with men who then asked me for money so I reconfigured stuff and may have disconnected things that I would like. I will have to go back over it. You are such a dear person. Your words give me such courage and Insight.
It’s easy for me as it was part of my google on my phone, the google plus is red, hangouts is green. But that may be different on other phones. The good thing about google plus hangouts is you can write privately one on one sort of like texting so I use that as my IM. But if it doesn’t work I can find you another way lmk. Thank you so much for what you said. I try hard, maybe that’s wrong, I don’t try, but something in me does. I hope we get to be in touch but meanwhile I thank you for reading. Xx
Let’s not forget, many who inhabit this earth, know themselves not at all. That you do, is wonder and good, it is essential and often neglected.
“against all odds I stay in the vicinity of my desire, and rally, once again anew…”
I am enjoying this, thoroughly. You’ve gone through so much, and not only have you been able to take your energy and experiences and use them to inform, teach, and articulate your story and pain, but you’ve also been able to share a creative side. You’re so admirable and resilient, and I admire that. 🙂
Thank you so much my dear girl. You are so gifted and I value your contribution and kind words.
You’re welcome, and thank you. I do hope you keep up with this poetry thing. I think that you can do it again, and I look forward to it.