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Poetry Writing Month
A Phoenix From the Flame — a poem of growth & rebirth
An Ottava Rima
Sometimes I want to drop it all and go,
To start afresh where no one knows my name,
To throw away the junk that keeps me slow,
To shed the expectations that bring shame,
But every trial inspired me to grow,
And now I rise a phoenix from the flame:
I spread my wings and sing out, “This is me!”
I may be bruised and broken but I’m free.


Esther learned to read when she was four years old, and began writing shortly thereafter. She is a Canadian queer Christian poet, crafting with words to create art and music.
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