Tag Archives: here there be dragons

Dandelion Fluff

Posted on September 12, 2018 by

.. They say size doesn’t matter and then they say dream big, but I prefer these tiny breaths and the way the breeze teases my heart into flight. You blink at all that sacred spotlight; I think I’ll save myself … Continue reading →

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Intricate Dragons

Posted on September 10, 2018 by

We are so much more than all these scales and skin. See our scorched breath scald the sky; hold our quick -silver moon blood in the kite strings of veins. Taste the truth of talons. Set us         (held, and … Continue reading →

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Zoanthropy

Posted on April 25, 2018 by
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That I Might (Not) Be a Trochee,

Posted on April 24, 2018 by

.. I am wearing my most significant scales, an anti …………{love} -poem, unformed. A snap -dragon(fly). An elm. The helm of a whispered ship, …………………..a tintype moon. Soon, you will see that I cannot stop the quiet casings of these … Continue reading →

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Tiny Dragons and Gathered Lightning

Posted on April 13, 2018 by

Dragonflies We can forgive them their lack of talons and fire for the sake of those stained glass window wings , and the way their damsels (in distress, in bright blue dress) flit and fly on by, rescued by the … Continue reading →

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Making Deals with Dragons

Posted on April 10, 2018 by

… They’ve got what we want – that secret fire, that picture-perfect pose and poise of embered strength. We can’t stop ………….(won’t stop; oh, don’t stop) coveting their wings; their unfolding. In case you’ve missed it, they’ve got a song, … Continue reading →

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Far Better Dragons

Posted on April 3, 2018 by

… We have made wing improvements, see? When we spangle them just right, they take flight. They shine. We whine that we can’t do anything about the talons, the sharp-played edges that etch and cut and sting. But see, here’s … Continue reading →

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