Kim Van Breda Poet Imagism

Beneath My Skin

BENEATH MY SKIN

And I…
am as high as the nimbus clouds
floating aloft


And I...
am as low as the morning fogs
whispering mist


And I…
am as light as buoyant bubbles
reflecting hues


And I…
am as heavy as marbled granites
mottled mould


And I…
am as small as oceans sand specs
shifting unseen


And I…
am as big as majestic mountains
regal repose


And I…
am as sad as the mourning graves
empty tomb


And I….
am as happy as a child who plays
self assured


And I …
am as precious as crowned jewels
God’s child

BENEATH MY SKIN

Copyright© Kim van Breda—12 October 2014

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Laura Breidenthal May 14, 2015 at 12:20 AM What an amazing piece here! Love it! Always, Laura

Kp Nunez May 12, 2015 at 4:27 PM God's child. It defines us. What a lovely read, Kim. The form is pleasing to the eyes. The substance is pleasing to my spirit. a 7. I see that you used to be regular. Welcome back! So nice to meet you! :-)

Tim Ryerson May 12, 2015 at 4:02 PM LOVE the way you start each verse with: "And I"... You've covered it all here Kim and the last verse? WOW...Beneath Your Skin also beats the heart of a beautiful, intelligent and VERY talented lady. What a combination...