Born
in Kansas City, Missouri, Gay Reiser Cannon grew up in Amarillo, TX.
She received a BA in English Literature with an emphasis on
poetry from the University of Houston in 1969. An
active
member of several writer's groups including Dallas Ft. Worth (DFW)
Writer's Workshop and Poetry Express, her work has been featured in
numerous small magazines and online poetry journals. Most
recently she has served as a moderator at
OneStopPoetry,
and is currently moderating at dVersePoets,
with a bi-monthly article called FormForAll.
In
addition to writing, Gay is an accomplished classical pianist
and
an active supporter of figure skating and serves as USFS
figure
skating judge.
Gay
has a daughter and two sons with her late husband Don Cannon, a
professor of electrical engineering. She is currently
living in
Port Aransas, Texas, a small fishing village on a barrier island across
the bay from Corpus Christi.
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BLUE BUTTERFLY
I
am led to a pool by a blue butterfly.
The
path there runs uphill through struggle and sorrow.
At
the pool I seek answers within its deep sky;
I
am given a sword which I'll only borrow.
The
path next continues through struggle and sorrow.
With
a blue butterfly to lead me and guide me,
I
carry the sword gift which I'll only borrow;
in
its blade lies the truth shining bright here beside me.
With
a blue butterfly to lead me, it guides me
to
the halls of Tuatha de Danann, magically lit
by
the truth of this blade unsheathed here beside me.
In
the glade of the moon D�nedain again sit.
From
the halls of Tuatha de Danann, magically lit
to
the woods of warlords dried dark with spilled blood.
By
the glade of the moon D�nedain again sit
while
invoking the spell to cleanse sin with a flood.
In
washed woods of warlords dried dark with spilled blood,
rain
would flow to blue pools that reflect the deep sky,
peace
invoked by a spell that cleansed sin with a flood;
I
return with the sword and the blue butterfly.
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