I Am Thought — a poem of travel & imagination
A rhythmic free verse poem inspired by Shakespeare’s Sonnet 44
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2 min readFeb 2, 2024
I am but a wisp of thought
Encased in dreary flesh,
But I can jump both sea and land
In dreams of places far away
Where I may never be.
My mind goes wandering across the earth
And into other worlds of make-believe.
I may never stand upon
The sands of other shores,
But I can leap large lengths of miles
In my imagination.
I am made of magic:
Breath and heart and soul,
And I can travel anywhere or when
In dreams of realms and woods and wilds
On earth or mists of myth.
My dreams can take me anywhere
For I am made of thought.
Esther learned to read when she was four years old, and began writing shortly thereafter. She is a Canadian queer Christian poet, crafting with words to create art and music.
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