Sunday, November 6, 2016

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PAINT me a picture of dragons & orbs
weaved of the blood and the pain we've absorbed
lacquered in memory of fire & air
curled up fast asleep alone in his liar
persian & azure -  scales tarnished by time
smelling of nectar, snow & turkish key-lime
i stand at the entrance opal with shine

paint me a picture of loss & regret
the heart of a dragon will never forget
impaled by a brushstroke
twilight lingers crimson in fires smoke
as hearts synch in three-quarter time
this ancient twining answers all rhymes
and the cord transforms into silver-quartz-fine

paint me a picture consistent & true
of dragons & hollows & magic of blue
who sees the dragon & who sees the soul
transparent to all as trust is the toll
redemption is found in the hidden cracks of light
there in the twilight, we hold & we fight
to open in wonder & dance with delight

paint me a picture of dragons & orbs
weaved of story . . all light we absorb

9 comments:

  1. A stunning poem. Loved the rhymes and imagery. :)

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  2. Michelle. . . thank you so very much :)

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  3. Mystical, magical, wonderful... <3...

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  4. Dragons and Orbs...
    I once thought they were mutually exclusive
    but now I see you have woven them into a poem that rhymes.
    You are a wonder Soozie...
    A dreamer, a visionary, a wonder!

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  5. The heart of a dragon will never forget, not only the sorrow, the radiance too; the heart of the dragon sings softly to you!

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  6. Beautiful, Soozie. And very needed right about now.����

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    1. Thank you Shawn ,,, Certainly your influence figured greatly here ♥️

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