I Am

I am like
     the tides.
I come and go
     quietly and
                regularly,
but, sometimes I am
    very high or
                 very low,
only then am I
     recognized and
                  noticed
by others.

Othertimes, I usually go
                     unnoticed
because being like
                     the tides,
I am nothing special,
        or out of the ordinary,
no one gets excited
        over me.

The tides have come
                 and gone
for years,
      regularly,
and so will I.

1977
Copyright © | Year Posted 2011

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Be the first to comment on this poem. Encourage this poet.

Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace