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About This Author
A changeling spirit,
constantly evolving,
revolving around an inner core,
spinning forth legend and lore,
stories and lives
as I come to grips
with who and what I am,
have been and may be.
I am a phoenix:
rising ever above and beyond!
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Just a Moment of a Morning Just a Moment of a Morning
The pines hug
their snow-shawls tightly
each glistening as if
diamond-laden
but it is merely
the sunshine reflecting--
sending glitters
to gild the view.
Silence thunders.
Temperature just shy
of eleven degrees.
Nature's photography
preserves the scene:
frozen for posterity.
Scarlet flash of cardinal--
movement restored.
A gust of wind--
shawls shrugged
to hit the ground
in a showy cressendo
to my morning.
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Prompt/Week # 19
Use all three of these words in your poem this week:
snow, sunshine, glistening |
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