Sky Lords

Here it’s whispered are dragons
Strain your eyes, you might see one
Spreading their wings in the sun
Ruling with fire and talons

Looking Ahead

Away in the distance
The path curves
Bending round the pines out of sight
I’ll only walk it once
With braced nerves
Yet ready for the mountain’s height



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Prompt: Distance.

Waiting

It’s like a sunset
Waiting long
All day for a glimpse

Or I should have said
The dawn or
Fleeting rainbows

Musings in the air
Bouncing words
That soon dissipate

Rules, rhythms, rhymes
Demanding beauty
That I couldn’t catch

But we writers try
Try again
Searching for the answer

Did it mean something
This poem
You read, that I wrote?