Brooklyn Crane’s last is my first 💜
Tempest gone awry
when I was due for a good cry.
Saved stars in my eye.
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Tony Burkinshaw’s last—my first. (GREAT prompt!)
Phoenix feathers fly,
burning high through breaking sky—
tempest gone awry.
Elyza-Breath Blooming (E.B.B.), Kim Williams, M.Div., V. K. Corduroy, The Quiet Hour Poet. Keep it going!