By the light blue sky In the wee hours, those hours when most people are still asleep, sometimes my thoughts toss me phrases. And I think it’s my subconscious watching to see what I’ll do with them. If I’m awake … The rest of the story…
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My Phoenix Imagination It arises from rainbow ashes. It takes flight on crystal butterflies. Once forgotten and then forsaken… Now it glows above translucent skies. And it’s all mine…imagination, A Phoenix, a ruby lightning rod. I’m transported up through the heavens, With a blink, … The rest of the story…
If you look up prima donna in a dictionary, the first definition you get is “the chief female singer in an opera or opera company”. These days she might be called a “diva” or “leading lady”. It’s actually a positive … The rest of the story…