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Category Archives: dragon poems
she tries these wayward voices on for size, pens up and down the ivories to see the light and seize the dawn. she cries when the words won’t come, when they flit and fray and tease her from the shadows. … Continue reading
We meter them out in fire, scaled down to last treble-clefted flick of tail and trail of smoke. The syllables sag and drag -on winded sails, caught between embered teeth. We store them in caves, and sand -castles, … Continue reading
we’re happy to report that though they snap and snort, they’re all smoke and they keep it short. … Written for Poetic Asides.
They speak in fiery tongues and burning Braille breath, the taloned syllables of sky. Sanskrit scales and trails of scarlet smoke. We listen with our outstretched hands, our hearts, our will and whim and why, and wonder how long be … Continue reading
.. She draws dragons on her front walk in the brightest colors she can find, blues and purples and greens, with yellowed eyes. They’re not for good luck. They’re to keep out the real beasties. Prying eyes and false smiles, … Continue reading