Weathered,
long winded and
breath-takingly beautiful.

On this page there is
a transformation taking place,
digital ink slowly soaks
the surface of this place.

Every line takes patience
and time, it comes together
to create a rhyme.

Slowly it grows into a rising sun,
bursting forth from the seems,
like a black hole sun,
popping oodles of blooming
ink smears.

Each word takes a breath,
oozing forth from the pen.
What a formate, waiting to be read.
Slowly take life,
with each fiber it's crossing the line.

A digital document
shared with the world,
each computer casting it's fame.

Hello Poetry
welcome to the game.

**© 2017 By Amanda Shelton