Aubade with Scaly Skin


She’s dragon-dawned
in crimson shimmerspark.

Breeze-breathe her in, all bubble
-melted sky, whispered curl.

She’s girl. Shadow. Cloud. Open
jar. Twisted scar. Dancing rose.

She leaves you greened
and grinning, right on cue.

Skips and spills your journey
forward; through.

Lulls your day.
Dances away.


The Quadrille with all the words. 

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10 Responses to Aubade with Scaly Skin

  1. Reblogged this on By the Mighty Mumford and commented:

  2. Oh I wish she wouldn’t dance away… she sounds perfect.

  3. She’s girl. Shadow. Cloud. Open
    jar. Twisted scar. Dancing rose…………. wow, love this

  4. Angela says:

    Wow. This is magical!

  5. Rosemary Nissen-Wade says:

    So fun, so intriguing.

  6. Nan Mykel says:

    Crimson shimmerspark! Such a free tongue!

  7. Shawna says:

    Tee hee. Methinks she’s a burlesque/belly-dancer. 🙂

    This is high on my favorites list. Outstanding.

  8. frankhubeny says:

    I like the idea of something being “dragon-dawned”.

  9. Grace says:

    She is some thing else ~ Love this De ~

  10. lifelessons says:

    You never disappoint, Whimsy.

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