Mary White Poet Free verse

What Am I

Frothing, Churning
The liquid inside me
Tries to Escape
I stay closed
And toss about
My Load all the more.
The weight of the Load
Made of sodden fabrics
Is nothing compared
To my Strength
I toss about mercilessly
Soaking, Tumbling,
I am undefeated.
What Am I?

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Dr.Ram Mehta March 16, 2014 at 5:43 AM Congratulations on the fine win. Wonderfully penned poem on Who Am I , mary

Shadow Hamilton March 15, 2014 at 9:06 PM washing machine Mary congrats on win hugs

Skat A March 15, 2014 at 2:15 PM Mary, Congratulations, in the "What AM I" contest... love ~SKAT~

Poet Destroyer A March 15, 2014 at 1:13 PM Mary , CONGRATULATIONS!! Sending you a big hug, I had so much fun reading every entry. I have a blog "What did you say about me???" Hopefully, you stop by when you have time, and reveal the answer. Tell US here or on my blog. WAHT! WHAT! And WHO YOU ARE? Always and Forever ~LINDA

Paul Callus March 9, 2014 at 5:25 AM Must be a washing machine...defeat lie in technical fault :)

Jan Allison March 9, 2014 at 4:47 AM Very cleverly written. Jan x