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Sinister embers gleam crimson

lurking in the shadows

of overhanging eaves of thought,

scarlet irises glowing their need,

as icy shivers trickle down the rigid spine

of an anthology yet to be completed.



A spectral wind riffles meticulously

through the well worn pages

of this ancient encrypted tome,

delving through memories long gone

but ne'er forgotten,

in search of ghostly inspiration.



Glacial gusts vellicate a back page

gently unfurling its ink-stained flag,

as words tremble on papyrus wings...

and from it's paper nest,

the Phoenix rises,

bursting into immortal flames



And in it's wake, the cinders fall,

slowly fluttering a downward trail

of blood stained flurries,

to alight softly upon a pristine page,

and inscribe its rejuvenation

into a poem.