I will not bow.


















I am
a lady kissed by the sun
a blade of grass, flexible
But refuses to be cut down
I am
a strong eagle flying high
a bittersweet temptation
But holds a strong resistance
I am
a symphony of miracles
a garden of blooming roses
But destines to be greater
I am
a design of foreign capacity
a leap of faith of down under
But won't stand for such suffice
I am
a song of piano maestros
a land from the underworld
But deemed inappropriate
I am
a paper aeroplane
a lined ink letter
a mystery of men
a useful conversation
a drought in the rain
a project unfinished
But incapable of love
I am

Comments

Fireblossom said…
Let's start a "deemed inappropriate" club!

And what is this "incapable of love" stuff? Pfffffft. The things you write say otherwise. But I do know how discouraging it can be out there. If I run into Mr. Wonderful while I'm out, I'll mail him to you. Seriously. ;-)
March 30, 2010 at 8:38 AM
SharoninWonderland said…
Shay- Ahaha!! Let's start one! :P

I AM incapable of love!! I write otherwise because I'm in denial!!! AHA!!

When mailing him make sure he is packaged carefully...don't want to bruise that pretty face up!!!!

Thanks for being such an amazing blog friend. Wish I had more like you here...
March 30, 2010 at 2:02 PM
DM said…
Just what I needed to read...

thank you!
March 30, 2010 at 9:24 PM
LarryG said…
yes you are, i think you are right.
March 30, 2010 at 10:18 PM
Unknown said…
Very inspiring and enjoy reading it. Thank for sharing, Sharon
March 31, 2010 at 1:16 AM
SharoninWonderland said…
Sarah- So glad you enjoyed!!!

Larry- You're too sweet!!!! Thank you.

Jamesoh-Thrilled you liked it!!

You all don't be stranger now!!!!

Cheers!!
March 31, 2010 at 2:48 AM
mac said…
I am
happy I stopped in
I am
coming back soon
I am
fond of this

I am
:-)
March 31, 2010 at 10:37 PM
mac said…
PS
I hope you don't mind that I copied your style, just this once...I liked it so
March 31, 2010 at 10:41 PM
SharoninWonderland said…
Mac- That made me laugh. No, I don't mind. Thanks for stopping by! Don't be a stranger now!
March 31, 2010 at 11:33 PM
N J said…
Beautiful... You write so transparent... Anyone can take what they want from it. Thanx for this piece. Cheers!
April 1, 2010 at 9:03 AM
SharoninWonderland said…
NJ- Your words are kind. Thank you.
April 1, 2010 at 1:05 PM
Phoenix said…
Ooooh, I love this poem! Fantastic writing! And now I have the "I Will Not Bow" song from Breaking Benjamin in my head too :)
April 1, 2010 at 7:01 PM
SharoninWonderland said…
Phoenix- That was the inspiration, strangely. LOL
April 2, 2010 at 4:33 PM
Dave King said…
What a superb idea of Fireblossom's - an d a nice reflection on a superb post.
April 5, 2010 at 4:03 AM
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