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I Am From... (A Challenge)
by Michael W. Curry

Tuesday, November 18, 2003

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Remember that one piece of favorite clothing that your mom had to actually hide from you or you'd wear it every day? How about that favored toy in your old bedroom? Or that one snack your grandma used to make that you dreamed about... and you can never make it quite the same? It's all about you! It's all a part of you. Tell me about yourself. Tell me where you're "from".

I am from the river.
From Clark Fork to Columbia... I am their constant companion.
I am from stiff black combs and Dippity Doo.
A quick spit shine from gramma Justineís hand-laced hanky hid the Koolaid stains on my cheeks...
But never the ones on my collar... tightly buttoned clear to the top.

I am from the puddles.
Each one itís own world. So much potential despite the gray days.
They formed by the house at the bottom of the hill.
A child of divorce... the first in our neighborhood
Ours was the grass uncut. Mine was the swing set broken.
I am from transistors and picture tubes.
Behind the grass as tall as me, the Bachelor Buttons in my backyard thrived along the barbed wire.
I did not know they were weeds.

I am from the lake.
Grampaís wisdom floated down the length of my pole and into my soul.
I am from the junkyard four blocks away.
Old cars were time capsules.
Wheat pennies and jackknives were like diamonds in the rough among the ancient cigarette butts.
The rusty hulks were the same color as the train tracks that followed the river.
I wonder where they are taking me?

I am from the stream.
It bubbles and sighs as it cleanses the mountain... bringing offerings to the river.
I am from pizza mixes in a box and popcorn. I am from whatever was on sale.
Irish and Amish... my blood is Shamrock sweet and saur kraut sour.
I am from foodstamps.
My bowl overflowed with the boring kinds of cereal.
Poached elk, deer and bison... illegal gifts from the Blackfeet.
I am from my single mother. She always kept us fed.

I am from the creek.
Itís there and itís gone, depending on itís source.
I am from Naamah and Laiash, Eliza and Hiram.
Photos made of tin stare at me through smokey mirrors.
Dusty boxes in the attic are filled with distant rocky roads that somehow all lead to me.
How could their blood be mine?
ďYouíre going to be just like your father!Ē

I am from the snow.
The frost and the rime cool the fear inside.
The flakes and the feathers settle on my brow like old friends.
I am from the stone and the ice of the high Rockies.
I am kin to Ponderosas and Lodgepole pines.
The bear and the bison just around the bend, are magic.
All the while... the river comes and goes from and to places I have yet to see or be.

I am from the sea.
The ebb and the flow pulls the silver lasso tied to the the moon that ever follows Little Boy Blue.
From the smell of 7-Up and vodka... mixed with Bel-Air and Camels... to the step-family and the in-laws.
I am from that cycle of destructiveness... Broken!
I live in the heart of my high school flame... she who creates lives. Sisters sun and moon.
I am from the double-wide smack dab in the middle of five acres overlooking that river.
It comes and it goes...
I know where itís been.
I have yet to see where itís going...
But I think I have an idea.

I am from the river

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Reviewed by Valerie Roeske 11/21/2003
so many true words straight from the heart, stunning, absolutely stunning, thanks Val
Reviewed by Kate Clifford 11/20/2003
This challlenge has brought out some of the best writings, including your own! Thank you and thanks for sharing yourself.
Reviewed by Retta (Reindeer) Mckenzie 11/20/2003
This was so beautifully written, just such a lovely expression of who you are and where you came from, I loved this, a beautiful challenge,

Reviewed by Nicole Davis Vergara (Reader) 11/20/2003
This is such a wonderful and beautiful sharing of yourself and who you are Michael! I love the pictures, slices of you and your life. This was an excellant idea for a challenge, a challenge I took before reading the actual challenge and challenger (lol)!
Thank you for sharing yourself with all of us, and giving us a excellant challenge to expound upon!
Reviewed by Michelle Kidwell Power In The Pen 11/19/2003
Great idea, I will take you up on this challenge...
God Bless
Reviewed by Marie Wadsworth 11/19/2003
This is a great poem. I like how you tie yourself to nature. I enjoyed very much.
Reviewed by ♥ Kari Hirshey ♥ (Reader) 11/19/2003
I've always loved this poem, Mr. Curry.. Excellent write, as always. And wonderful picture as well! :)
Reviewed by Linda Hill 11/19/2003
~Excellent write, Michael. This is the first time
I've read you, and I assure you it won't be the
last. Your talent soars.

Reviewed by Christine Morell 11/19/2003
This is truly exceptional. I love every word.
Reviewed by *********** ********** (Reader) 11/19/2003
A wonderful walk through your life and thoughts......I enjoyed this so very much....I'm of Irish background too.

Also loved the beautiful pictures..ty, Dani
Reviewed by Josephine Bohen 11/19/2003
Don't know you, have never read you,
now I know you well.
Impressed? who me? yes I tell you yes. A whispering poem of heart.
Reviewed by Virna Dapic (Reader) 11/19/2003
You inspire me! Proud to call you my brother!
Reviewed by Joyce Hale 11/19/2003
What a wonderful collage, Michael, both words and photo! I don't know if you really *meant* them to be connected, as much as a series of *snapshots.* (:D We all have good and sad memories through our lives, don't we!? Thanks for the trip down memory lane.
Reviewed by Trish - The Trickster 11/19/2003
An exceptional challenge write. Enjoyed.
Reviewed by Libby Stone (Reader) 11/19/2003 do indeed challenge us! I enjoyed this unpretentious - 'cut to the bone' write. Thank you.
Reviewed by Carmen Ruggero 11/19/2003
Nice way to introduce ourselves to each other. Maybe we should all take this challenge. Enjoyed the read.

Reviewed by Sue Hess 11/18/2003
wonderful imagery, you expressed your roots so well and i am honored to have shared
Reviewed by A PAX 11/18/2003
Oh Dear lord!!!
this is epic!!!

Reviewed by Lisa Hilbers 11/18/2003
Well Michael Curry, it's nice to meet you. You and your extremely wonderful talents. I'm not sure I could ever meet this challenge with the zest that you have instilled in this original workmanship. This is a masterpiece with all rights to be one. I'll have to give this some thought. Lisa
Reviewed by E T Waldron 11/18/2003
Michael you really went over the top with this one. superb poetry! I loved every word! It's a pleasure to know you better;-). This is a great challenge!Beautiful collage, you are blessed with a wonderful family!
Reviewed by Lady Peg (Reader) 11/18/2003
Yes I do Michael she still has it in the cedar chest a pair of jeans hahaha this is wonderful... So excellent a challenge I love it..

Love the pic collage also...

Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner 11/18/2003

now who could top this??? you're from all those exotic places, and i'm from boring ole ohio (now living in texas)! i could never come up with something as beautiful as this keeper

just stunning in form and presentation--love the pic, too--enhances this enchanting piece

(((HUGS))) and love,

karla. :) BRAVO, dear poet!
Reviewed by Floria Kelderhouse (Reader) 11/18/2003
Oh you do these quite well Michael...this was a most interesting read...I didnt want it to end...and I love the collage of pictures...lovely I will have to go and try to do one...floria
Reviewed by anne cunningham 11/18/2003
this is exceptional, a really creative piece. i really like what you did here. i look forward to trying this one myself.
Reviewed by Katy Walsvik 11/18/2003
What a cool challenge.. I can't imagine topping yours but you've opened a door to 'anything goes', it seems, so I shall give this a whirl! Yes, sir, this is truly a wonderful piece of writing.. and a fascinating challenge, indeed! Let's see.......... katy xox. (smile)
Reviewed by Ch'erie de Perrot 11/18/2003
Lovely pic used to illustrate. I am is a unique achievement, honest concise, another keeper. I liked it, because I deeply relate to it in many ways, specially the water and mountain parts
TY heaps
Reviewed by Mr. Ed 11/18/2003
I am - once again flabbergasted by your unique challenges, my friend. So little time, so many interesting challenges! Wonderful write by the way.
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