Phoenix Reborn — After Electric Light Orchestra, Strange Magic (a golden shovel poem)

Poetry

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You might not know, I’m watching you 
as you spread your tired wings and fly.
You’ve had it all along, this strength — so 
I’ve been waiting just to see how high 
you’d soar, once you found courage. I 
knew you’d see it in yourself, you’d get 
the gist. Now I’m watching you with a 
smile. I can’t help but admire, this strange 
new fire you’ve got in your eyes. It’s magic! 
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POETIC FORM:

 

golden shovel – Take a line (or lines) from a poem you like. Use each word as an end word in your poem. Keep the end words in order. Credit the original poet, ie. “-after (poet)”.

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POEM A DAY NOVEMBER 2015 – PROMPT:

 

For today’s prompt, write a strange poem.

 

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