If there be dragons, there be dragon hunters
Morning sky tilts my chin up
Wonders of charcoal coloured clouds dissipating
Clearing a path for a pale blue canopy
To linger there for a span called daytime
Not without its official bulletin of day's agenda
Are the morning whistlers
They sound frenzied this morning
They know the actions of each day
They deliver it as they are told
Some humans heed their sayings
Others like myself listen
sometimes in wonder
Sometimes in amazement
Every-time with delight
I always get the part where they say
Hey! its a new day
That's when ever bone in my body
Humbles before great sky
My all-time ever present muse
The shape of dragons fizzles out
I muse
If there be dragons there be dragon hunters
© gillena cox 2021
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Oh yes, Gillena: the sky can provide miles of inspiration! Thank you for sharing your Musec❤️
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The beauty of a sky ... our muse. Stunning, Ms. Gee.
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Lovely and inspirational, Gillena. I saw dragon wings in cloud formations while reading. The sky is the limit! Blessings, MW 🙏
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