Amy Marie

(July 13,1992 / United States)

Birth of Originality


Satin-like – her wing
Breaks out of her mother.
She begins to drink the sunlight
Like a bottle.
A bottle of the mind.

But Destiny had jumped –
Died by way of his son –
The sensual evening before.
Before the birth.
The birth of Originality.

Destiny now stares through
Nothing in the
Silver soothing grave.
But in such a mind
Originality

May let her feminine growth be witnessed.
Witnessed like a marriage
Or not witnessed like an almost marriage.
With Imagination's shiny eye
Or story-showing mirror.

An eye
to camera-record the truth.
A mirror
To decorate it with Creativity's nurturing touch.

Submitted: Sunday, January 02, 2011
Edited: Monday, May 09, 2011

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