2013 April PAD Challenge: Day 18

The April PAD (Poem-A-Day) Challenge is designed to help poets do one thing and one thing only: Write more poems! The process of revision may go on for weeks, months, and years later, but this challenge is all about getting that first draft. Please poem along with us–either in the comments below or silently at home.

For today’s prompt, take the phrase “I Am (blank),” replace the blank with a word or phrase, make the new phrase the title of your poem, and then, write your poem. Possible titles might include: “I Am Superman,” “I Am Wonder Woman,” “I Am Out of Nickels,” “I Am Running Low on Patience,” and so on.

Here’s my attempt:

“I am the laundry basket”

you left at the laundromat
unattended, empty, and vulnerable
to the late night thugs who tossed me around

and ultimately broke me.

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248 thoughts on “2013 April PAD Challenge: Day 18

  1. cstewart

    I Am

    I am taking the time to write this poem,
    So that I can learn all about myself,
    And how to put that into writing.
    Though it may not sound like me,
    Or feel like me to you as you read,
    It is the essence of myself in letters.

  2. LCaramanna

    I Am Dancing With Daffodils

    Daffodils dressed in yellow finery
    gathering in my garden and
    dancing the East Coast Swing.
    The wind chimes’ whimsical tune swooning me,
    enthusiasm consuming me.
    Suddenly, I am dancing with daffodils.

    Lorraine Caramanna

  3. PKP

    I Am – the one waiting in the wings

    I am
    The one
    You never
    Became
    Waiting
    Since your promise
    In the sweet
    Whispers of
    Childhood
    Darkness that
    You surely would
    Come
    For me

  4. Nadienne

    “I Am Not Purple Hair; Nobody Is,”

    she said, pulling the denim of her jeans taut to decrease wrinkling. I don’t know how her long, long painted nails didn’t crack. Her hands didn’t look suited to anything practical like folding clothes at a laundromat. Why she lingered, folding in this public place, I wondered. Perhaps for company. Perhaps for the audience. Perhaps to escape screaming kids, a video-game-playing (not-so-) significant other. She laid her eyeliner on thick. My hands shook as I carefully pushed quarters through the dryer’s slot.

  5. Yolee

    i am Grateful

    my parents’ spirits dwell
    in the hearth of their bodies.
    i can run to and walk from
    their heart’s embrace.

    i wear their hold like
    a supernatural fragrance,
    and engage it to improve
    the posture of life.

  6. EbenAt

    I have no form
    no content
    no being
    without input

    Cobain roared
    ‘Here we are now,
    entertain us;’
    I’m ready.

    Fill me.
    Bring me
    Images
    Words
    Sounds
    Smells
    Taste
    Sensation
    Life

    I am
    a blank page
    waiting
    for Rorschach.

  7. Linda Voit

    I am Fifty, and That’s Just Fine

    Seven years ago near Hyde Park
    Grandma in her early 90’s leans
    on my arm as Londoners
    outpace us and says wistfully
    Oh, to be in my seventies again!
    Seven words, and my aging
    paradigm shifts for good.

  8. finallyhereiam

    I Am a Dreamer

    Watch your words, and watch your steps
    Hold that spite!
    Shove that nay out of sight.
    I thrive on you, your words and actions.
    I feast on promises, on tomorrow, on Hope.
    A strong Faith, can, a mountain move,
    A potent Will, will all barriers remove

  9. Glory

    I Am the Dream

    I am the dream, I am the one
    haunts every dark night hour
    until comes the dawn, the beams of the sun
    to drive out this dream –
    no never.

  10. vsbryant1

    I am

    I am the keeper of all that is called home
    I am the master chef
    I am the doctor
    I am the cleaner
    I am the one who wipes the tears
    I am the keeper of all that is called home
    I am the mother
    I am the wife
    I am the friend
    I am the fighter
    I am the one who carries the heavy load
    I am the keeper of all that is called home
    …and I won’t have it any other way

  11. Margot Suydam

    I’m still here trotting downstairs
    to meet your breakfast of blood

    sausage and eggs well scrambled
    your newspaper is already folded

    back to reveal yesterday’s stormy
    sky, the debacle we watched spin

    until we escaped to fling savage
    on a nearby church swing to sail

    beyond what we could undertand
    no doubt, you’re sadder than I’m.

  12. PuffofSmokePoems

    I Am

    taller than I pictured
    and sudden as the spearmint
    growing wild at the edge
    of this careful garden.
    I am strolling up to the door
    of my next life,
    the third date with myself,
    after
    I’ve charmed myself
    as best I can,
    smiled as I wove my story
    kept my baggage
    mismatched and colorful.
    I’ve tilted my head and studied
    my future over candlelit dinners
    trying to picture us together
    as I describe to myself
    the shape of dreams I’ve gathered
    herding them back each time they wander
    shutting them in the yard till now,
    the third date,
    the one where I go all the way.

  13. Jezzie

    I am never satisfied

    I am never satisfied, so it seems.
    A part-time job I wanted in my dreams.
    But now I’m out working full time again
    I seem to have a problem with my brain.

    At last a job I found, I felt inspired.
    I am much too youthful to be retired
    but seemingly too old to work full time,
    and have no time to write poems that rhyme.

    My muse has obviously gone away,
    and I was not so sharp at work today.
    I have no time left now for having fun,
    my energy seems to be on the run.

    My choice now is of boring retirement,
    or of having exhausting employment.
    Why can’t there be a happy medium,
    and why can’t I just go to work part-time?

  14. Marjory MT

    AM DELIGHTED

    There is a “Welcome Home” feeling is this place hundreds of miles from home. A corner table illuminated by the lowering rays of sun. Fresh hot pita, savory humus served with chilled Chardonnay sipped as we anticipate the first bite of lamb. Gentle fragrances slip through the air, tantalizing the senses. Muted voices, soft music, the candles glow as the sun slips from view. Warmth and beauty surround us sparking the recall of other interment moments, times and places. Dinner arrives, hands reach out, the unforgettable flavor is savored with closed eyes. Then a shared smile and nod, “It is a wonderful as remembered.” The lamb, pilaf, salad and potatoes finished, sedated we order coffee to linger over and stay the evening’s ending.

    A soft “Birthday Greetings,” a
    festive sparkle sets
    atop plate of Greek delight

  15. Deri

    I Am Nothing

    but skin and bones,
    animated clay.
    I am the sum of
    my parts.
    The result of
    forty-two
    years fighting
    for my life.

    I am a woman
    in love and
    in hate with
    this broken world.
    I am a mother
    alone.
    I am a struggle.

    I work,
    I learn,
    I teach.
    I have held
    new life in
    my hands.
    I have held hands
    as I watched
    life leave.
    I have weeped,
    and I have
    shrugged.

    I have wished
    it better.
    I have wished
    it all away.
    I have come
    to no answers,
    other than
    I am nothing
    with you.

  16. omavi

    I am wind

    I am neither north or south nor
    Do I come from the east or west
    I move neither wave nor leave
    All I am is a force of nature never seen
    Felt from 360 degrees of completion
    But no one sees me coming and
    They think they hear me leave
    I am breathe and life
    But with or without me everything
    Still strives and lives
    I am just a dream that you thought
    You felt as you entered your dreams

  17. Amy

    I Am the Autumn

    I am the autumn
    blowing in with melancholy wind
    setting fire to the placid green

    I am the change
    easing the dense summer heat and
    shrouding old bones with piercing chill

    I am the hunger
    insatiable thirst for color’s richness
    leaving only desiccation in my wake

    I am the autumn
    whirling dervish of tenacity
    and transient by nature

    1. PressOn

      I missed this a couple of days ago. Glad I found it now. This is superb, and resonates with me because autumn is my favorite time of year. Your penultimate line is a gem.

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