A folder for my writing August 2017 & July 2016 |
| inside me, a granite-walled grotto where a mighty dragon arrived and I met him at the door just to prove a rule that power outsources wounds and scales and wings hot-headed, fiery things can have nine lives as such, slithering off the cave the dragon, once sent away but now changed, pretends to play in my veins and I, grateful for whatever flows into the pond inside my heart, say to this winged valor, “welcome,” with no blame dark thought or shame “welcome and drop the fire from the sky into my core, and if this old blood you renew, I can write you a poem, true of wings and flames scorching away my worldly ways giving me back my vision so I can finally see that I am the lucky one to have my dragon in me.” ========= 28 lines 138 words Prompt 3: Dragons |