Two Weeks In

So on this the two-week marker of National Poetry Month, here's a Fill-in-the-blanks poem I got from Stephanie's website. The only problem is that when I click on the blank generator it leads back to my own site. I doubt I'm the generator, so I'm going to fake it by reading the poems other people have offered there. Here's my stab (I'm using my pen name):

Indigo

Intrepid, Intelligent, Introverted-ish, Instinctive

Sibling of Chanel 9, Seela, Chuckalabucka, Piano Legs, and Bass Boss

Lover of beauty-filled words, sparkling upon the air in rainbow conflagrations

Who fears the leaving

Who needs understanding and value

She gives of herself

Would like to fill her soul with the crashing waves and the whisper of pines

Resident of the Milky Way

Chase

© 2015 by H. Linn Murphy
(There are plenty of pictures of me on here. No need to add another for this.)