A Poet's Tree House
Featuring the Writing of Elisha Shumaker
Monday, February 14, 2011
Like a phoenix
Always and again
Blazing through the sky
Diving from on high
To an ashy doom
I wallow in sackcloth
Losing premonition
Of a long distant rebirth
A new day that can't be seen
From my hollow room.
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