Category Archives: dragon poems

Land of Lyrics

.. She waits under a shattered sky for something to crack loose, fly into her waiting soul – some syllable of song, some righted wrong, some dragon tail of hum -bled phrase that might unlock the sun. She plays the … Continue reading

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tempest dragon

… she’s a perfect storm -jar, leaves torn from her own ghost -journey with a twist-curl-skip-melt-spill from whisperwindow s(t)ill. she’ll giggledance you a new shimmer-spark-song-dawn, the long -drizzle-spring of shadowballoon. her rose-petal wings echo-breathe the sound of open cloudbreeze, lull … Continue reading

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Dragon Moon

.. She’s a white curl snarl of bright stone, shone in fire and song. We watch her tail turn black, wane smudge into this talon-punctured scrim. She swims across the inky ocean, curved into her own dark flank. She’s listening … Continue reading

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Unspangled Dragons

.. They crave sequins and spark -led shine, bright pieces of sea and fractured stars. Gray scales ache for ribboned river, milky way canyon scars and the sheen of sea glass. We comb the shores in search of strings and … Continue reading

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Once

… His hair was shorter then, before the dragon. Before he caved to the wiles of woman, and wild of sky. Before the sword fell into sheath for good, and the woods swallowed them all whole, happily. Ever. ………………After.   … Continue reading

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imaginary family tree

.. my mama is a dragon, my daddy is a ghost. my brother is a mastodon (and i love him the most.) my sister is a mermaid, my grammy is a cloud. and have you met my grandpa? he is … Continue reading

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The Paint I Ain’t.

..   I wish that I was hued in blue, swirled in sapphire and song. Perhaps I’d brush myself in turquoise, too, cobalt all this skin I’m in …………….(-digo) until it’s cyan, self …-azured. I am not peacock -proud. I … Continue reading

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