I Am (Adventure)

I Am (Adventure)

A Poem by Beatrice Mars

I'm sorry,
I could be anything;

 

The excitement at

The beginning,

The delirium

(When I feel like

Dying) At the end.


I am rain in the light

Of a camera flash.


A cold rock,

Pressing on cold skin,

Through warm layers.

 

I am the

Raw, sore, stinging flesh

Of rubbed hips.

 

I am a smile at a memory of a song.

 

Tears of exshaustion
Half way up a hill,

As tears mix with

Sweat.

 

Hot and cold.

 

I am

The first bite of chewy rice,

The first handful of greasy chips,

The first suck of water in the morning.

 

I am rain on a tent.


The squelch of wet feet, in wet socks,

In wet boots, on the muddy,

Rain saturated ground.

 

I am the penetration of

Water into the concsiousness,

Until it is all you know.

 

I am the wind and the sudden sun.


A wasteful water fight.

 

I am a dead badger,
With its glossy, lumpy brains

In a

Halo

Around its head,

Teeth still bared.

 

I am a sun in a field I've seen before,

Next to a river that's

Flowing too fast.

 

(By the end there's no water,

I'm dry and flaking,
Papery and pale)

 

I'm rubbing. (on raw skin.)

I'm blisters.

I'm bursting. Light(?) through to

Conscicous thought.

 

Unless of course,

It's dark still.

 

I am a name in the night.


I'm rain in the tent.

 

I'm the exasperation of

Dry.

 

I'm a fleece changing bodies

In the middle of the

-

 

I am cold.

 

Oh wait.

 

I'm rain, I'm

everywhere.

 

(I'm standing on a tree stump eating cherry bakewells, at eight in the morning, watching the rain, wondering what the hell I'm doing.)

 

 

 

I am anything.

 

I am delirium at the end.

 

© 2011 Beatrice Mars


Author's Note

Beatrice Mars
DoE expedtion ramble.

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i could tell it was DofE from about the second stanza... and OMG beth i love this so much because each line is like a photograph, a snippet that makes me wish i was there, makes me almost feel i am there.
and despite the fact that there are soooo many parts that are my favourite i just HAVE to go through and pick some out..

'I am rain in the light
Of a camera flash.' - i mean what made you think of that?? it's so perfect! like when it rains at night and then there's lightning and suddenly you can see each drop. except that it's a camera flash (and there's no mention of night) and it's so strangely intriguing...

'I am the penetration of
Water into the concsiousness,
Until it is all you know.' - this is definitely one of my favourite parts. it reminds me of a song... it's called 'steadycam' i think... and one of the lines goes 'that's not water in your eyes, the water's in your mind' love love love. just that whole image of a head filled with water - drowning in your own head... i've been meaning to write something like that for a while but you've done it perfectly :]

and the bit about the badger. disgusting but you describe it lushly. did you really see that?

and how at one point you say 'i'm rain on a tent' and then later it's 'i'm rain in the tent'! it shows the progression - like you say at the beginning - from excitement to delirium.

Oh and:
'I'm a fleece changing bodies
In the middle of the
-' - there's something so... close about that image.. and the way you leave it open. perfect perfect.

and of course:
'(I'm standing on a tree stump eating cherry bakewells, at eight in the morning, watching the rain, wondering what the hell I'm doing.)' - i don't think i need to explain this one it's just such lovely image :)

...and the last line..

yeah i pretty much have major love for this. fav. TTFN - i'll stop spamming this box now :]

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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i could tell it was DofE from about the second stanza... and OMG beth i love this so much because each line is like a photograph, a snippet that makes me wish i was there, makes me almost feel i am there.
and despite the fact that there are soooo many parts that are my favourite i just HAVE to go through and pick some out..

'I am rain in the light
Of a camera flash.' - i mean what made you think of that?? it's so perfect! like when it rains at night and then there's lightning and suddenly you can see each drop. except that it's a camera flash (and there's no mention of night) and it's so strangely intriguing...

'I am the penetration of
Water into the concsiousness,
Until it is all you know.' - this is definitely one of my favourite parts. it reminds me of a song... it's called 'steadycam' i think... and one of the lines goes 'that's not water in your eyes, the water's in your mind' love love love. just that whole image of a head filled with water - drowning in your own head... i've been meaning to write something like that for a while but you've done it perfectly :]

and the bit about the badger. disgusting but you describe it lushly. did you really see that?

and how at one point you say 'i'm rain on a tent' and then later it's 'i'm rain in the tent'! it shows the progression - like you say at the beginning - from excitement to delirium.

Oh and:
'I'm a fleece changing bodies
In the middle of the
-' - there's something so... close about that image.. and the way you leave it open. perfect perfect.

and of course:
'(I'm standing on a tree stump eating cherry bakewells, at eight in the morning, watching the rain, wondering what the hell I'm doing.)' - i don't think i need to explain this one it's just such lovely image :)

...and the last line..

yeah i pretty much have major love for this. fav. TTFN - i'll stop spamming this box now :]

Posted 13 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Beatrice Mars
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I'm an 19 year old girl. Of all the souls that stand create I have elected one. When sense from spirit files away, And subterfuge is done; When that which is and that which was Apart, intr.. more..

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