elysabeth faslund

Rookie (11/23/49 / Thibodaux. Louisiana)

Dragon Flames - Poem by elysabeth faslund

We greet rain with dour eyes,
down turned mouth, sighs....
wishing blue, sun, clear skies.
Grumble dragon's flame,
succeeding in creating mist.

Who walks through the mist?
That dark figure, silent, slow....

That being of our own creation.
Demon-winged, or angel-robed,
laughing at enchanted clouds,
leaving no prints to identify....
perhaps our deepest fear, realized....

It is us.


Comments about Dragon Flames by elysabeth faslund

  • (12/3/2009 12:17:00 PM)


    very good write leave one to wonder 10 (Report) Reply

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  • Prince Obed de la Cruz (12/3/2009 8:46:00 AM)


    very deep... in a way, it is quite true.. nice write! (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, December 3, 2009



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