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!
Did You See?



Did you look up this evening from your commute
in the river of metal dashing light to light?
Did you see the sky bleed red on your nightly pursuit
or were you immune from the glory above?
Did you acknowledge the day, the gifted fruit,
or just grouse about the Monday return?
Did you see the sunbeams through the clouds shoot
as a glorious day came down to night?
Or did it simply not compute?









Poetry Form:
Magic 9
Nine lines with the last word of each line rhyming with this scheme:
"abacadaba"
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