Prompt #15

Prompt #15 was to take a favorite poem,
Give it a new title, and write your own.
This is my stab at it.

One of my favorite poems by Walt Whitman

Beginners
By Walt Whitman
1819-1892

How they are provided for upon the earth, (appearing at intervals,)
How dear and dreadful they are to the earth,
How they inure to themselves as much as to any--what a paradox
appears their age,
How people respond to them, yet know them not,
How there is something relentless in their fate all times,
How all times mischoose the objects of their adulation and reward,
And how the same inexorable price must still be paid for the same
great purchase.




Unaltered
By Kellie M Shanley
© 2009

I appear, not all at once
But I am here
I appear again
Though not seen at first
I appear silent
Speaking volumes
I appear behind you
You cannot see
I appear along side of you
You feel me there
I appear
However, not how you think I should be
I appear weighty
Although I can fly
I appear before you
And you see