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cloudragonmouth

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on the hills yonder
cloudragonmouth lays

his head descending down the valley
a black peril
spawned by the wind

he floats as fire burns

born of chance, his image etched on the hillside
scorching the grass

***

silencing the trickling
                       liquid
                             harmonic rhythm
he disenchants rainbows with his blazinglare

a redkite hover frenzy
cloudragonmouth swoops

looming over the bluestones below
eluding the cloudagger jetrails
evading the invaders

***

defending his birthillside
cloudragonmouth retreats to his lair
awaiting the next awakening

◄ ode to the thought sniper

tube death ►

Comments

<Deleted User> (5646)

Thu 2nd Jul 2009 10:50

Hi Owen,
i like this one too. ''Firebird'' is the word which springs to mind for me in this. Nice one.

Janet.x

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Marianne Louise Daniels

Thu 2nd Jul 2009 09:05

I really like this, the way the words splice together has a very seductive rhythm. good stuff!

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