{"id":102208,"date":"2021-06-27T08:24:31","date_gmt":"2021-06-27T12:24:31","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=102208"},"modified":"2021-06-27T08:24:31","modified_gmt":"2021-06-27T12:24:31","slug":"on-life-and-everything-after-hour-23-an-i-am-poem","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2021\/06\/on-life-and-everything-after-hour-23-an-i-am-poem\/","title":{"rendered":"On Life and Everything After (Hour 23, An &#8220;I Am&#8221; Poem)"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"alignnone size-full wp-image-102917\" src=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/colorcancer.jpg\" alt=\"\" width=\"210\" height=\"210\" srcset=\"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/colorcancer.jpg 210w, https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/wp-content\/uploads\/colorcancer-150x150.jpg 150w\" sizes=\"auto, (max-width: 210px) 100vw, 210px\" \/><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong><span style=\"color: #ff0000\">I am<\/span><\/strong> shrouded in the shadows.<\/p>\n<p><strong><span style=\"color: #ff0000\">I wonder<\/span><\/strong> how long it&#8217;s been.<\/p>\n<p><strong><span style=\"color: #ff0000\">I hear<\/span><\/strong> a familiar voice calling my name.<\/p>\n<p><strong><span style=\"color: #ff0000\">I see<\/span><\/strong> your mother moving my way, arms outstretched in an embrace.<\/p>\n<p><strong><span style=\"color: #ff0000\">I want<\/span> <\/strong>so much to ease her sorrow, soothe the pain that fills her face.<\/p>\n<p><strong><span style=\"color: #ff0000\">I am<\/span><\/strong> lost for words, so I simply squeeze her tightly.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong><span style=\"color: #ff0000\">I pretend<\/span> <\/strong>that I&#8217;m okay because I don&#8217;t deserve to grieve your loss.<\/p>\n<p><strong><span style=\"color: #ff0000\">I feel<\/span> <\/strong>overcome with guilt and burdened by regret,<\/p>\n<p><strong><span style=\"color: #ff0000\">I touch<\/span><\/strong> your picture in my pocket.<\/p>\n<p><span style=\"color: #ff0000\"><strong>I worry<\/strong><\/span> about Mikah living life without you.<\/p>\n<p><strong><span style=\"color: #ff0000\">I cry<\/span><\/strong> until my body collapses to the floor; my eyes can weep no more.<\/p>\n<p><strong><span style=\"color: #ff0000\">I am<\/span><\/strong> a failure as your forever friend.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong><span style=\"color: #ff0000\">I understand<\/span><\/strong> Life happens when we&#8217;re making other plans.<\/p>\n<p><strong><span style=\"color: #ff0000\">I say<\/span><\/strong> it&#8217;s one of those things that&#8217;s beyond my control.<\/p>\n<p><strong><span style=\"color: #ff0000\">I dream<\/span><\/strong> of one more chance to say our last goodbyes.<\/p>\n<p><strong><span style=\"color: #ff0000\">I try<\/span><\/strong> to forgive myself.<\/p>\n<p><strong><span style=\"color: #ff0000\">I hope<\/span><\/strong> that you&#8217;ve forgiven me as well.<\/p>\n<p><strong><span style=\"color: #ff0000\">I am<\/span><\/strong> forever haunted, for I discovered in the end, I was the one who was the &#8220;flaky friend.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p><strong><span style=\"color: #0000ff\"><em>In Loving Memory of Kimberly, my friend for over thirty years. May she finally rest in His peace.<\/em><\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>(An &#8220;I Am&#8221; poem is composed of three stanzas of six lines apiece. The words highlighted in red above are given as the beginnings of every line, but where they lead is entirely up to the author.)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&nbsp; I am shrouded in the shadows. I wonder how long it&#8217;s been. I hear a familiar voice calling my name. I see your mother moving my way, arms outstretched in an embrace. I want so much to ease her sorrow, soothe the pain that&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1212,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[13],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-102208","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-miscellaneous"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/102208","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1212"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=102208"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/102208\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":102919,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/102208\/revisions\/102919"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=102208"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=102208"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=102208"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}