Pythian Games

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Identity Poem (Untitled)

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I am from the meadows and lonely moors, from sunshine and rain.
I am from the vast library of pasts and future dreams.

I am from the the lavender waves, the blood red roses.
I am from books and dry wit, lawyers and teachers and wanderers.

I am from individual peculiarity and family unity,
From the stories of war times and peace times.

I am from cynicism and faith, contradictory yet co-existing.
I’m from all over the world, of diverse cultures and planes and languages.

I am from boxes of fading photographs and ancient records,
The family stories, handed down from generations.

I am all these, and myself as well.

©Alexis Lozano,

*note to self: Oh wow! look! it actually posted! 😀

Written by foxndragon

April 22, 2008 at 2:31 pm

Posted in Identity Poems

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  1. I really like the tone & mood you set for this, as well as the diversity encompassed, and the sense of history


    April 22, 2008 at 5:41 pm

  2. Standing ovation Alexis. We have you posting. And I am so glad we have succeeded because this is a wonderful, beautifully assertive post. Bravo!

    Heather Blakey

    April 22, 2008 at 10:34 pm

  3. “…I am from the the lavender waves, the blood red roses….”

    You’ve painted a vibrant image of yourself with words. Well done.


    April 23, 2008 at 5:43 pm

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