Phoenix

Flying_Phoenix

I’m hoping to finish a phoenix short story for the anthology project I’m a part of. We’ll see how it goes, but in the mean time, here’s a poem about one.

 

For five hundred years,

I have flown only

in sunlight: unseen,

unassuming,

Conspicuous.

Tonight I will soar

through the pitch-black sky,

caring not who sees

my Fiery Plumes.

 

Before they react

I will have vanished

Completely.

 

After years camouflaged,

showing my true colors

is so Liberating.

 

The brisk night air pierces

my flame-consumed body.

 

I am Free.

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Posted on January 22, 2013, in Poetry, Writing and tagged , , , , . Bookmark the permalink. 1 Comment.

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