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DRAGON FLIGHT
to spit you out
like a worm
wriggling free in the earth-filled mire

black enough is
the unconscious cloud hovering
within the frame of night

where ashes spill from the hand
of man there is no one to hear
the breath of dragons cry

only fantasy can leap that far
falling to earth as if
on tiptoes of fire
© gillena cox


written for the challenge
Words Count With Mama Zen

to choose some word from the given list of 23 "ultraconserved words" that have remained relatively unchanged since the Ice Age; recently identified by a British researchers study; and write a poem of 60 words or less.

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THE RAINS
Awakened in the middle of the night
The music on the roof no way slight
Its the sound of night clouds crying
Yes angels sigh while we are sleeping
Ti's much more than than they can take
Months of constant drought will forsake
The comfort of stars lulled to sparkle
While heat informs the moon's darkle
To mood swings of debris and flood
Careless inputs of who man and mud
© gillena cox 2015


Written in response to Susan's prompt today
Poets United Midweek Motif ~ Entering Summer or Winter

Challenge: Write a poem to share your insights on the events and changes you're experiencing this time of year.