I Am
I am above, easy skyline, the rest is shown
I am a man, for whom we carry answer calls.
Like rain, the colors fall.
I am Proton, Spinning rings of things colliding
I am glass, shattered shapes that disperse in motion.
I am Man, on to the highway pass and railway.
I am trashcan, littered suburbs by the social men.
Copyright © Noah Ploderer | Year Posted 2017
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem.
Please
Login
to post a comment