Ellen Yah!!
Ellenya isn’t short of words, She’s filled 3000 pages. She entertains the whimsical And with delight engages. She rides the high and mighty wave Imagination rolls: From Struggle Street and catnipped cats To parties with lost souls. Her form may be repetitive While teetering on stale, Yet she ensures her rhythmic works By their own worth prevail. She may rhyme for the sake of rhyme, Yet she’s a children’s child, Her heart chaotic casual, Her spirit wispy wild. A poem written ev’ry day Is in itself a feat, And after seven years or so, She still has not been beat. With flowery euphoria She writes for all to see, But Ellenya has one little flaw: Her musicality.
–EDP
for @ellenya – tenacious in her endeavours! archetypically silly!
