The Dragon

by Morgan

Dragon

She stands in Silence
‘Neath Eaves of Fragrant Balm,
Her Thoughts a tangle
Of chaotic Calm,
Stillness around her
In frenzy Waits
As others Conspire and
Devise her Fate.

Lost in the Shadows
Of Brazen Extravagance,
Beyond the Illusion of
Morality or Sense,
The Dragon Hovers
Awaiting her Chance,
Dreaming of Freedom,
And Tender Romance.

 

~Morgan~
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Beautiful Original Artwork by: Nene Thomas

5 Comments to “The Dragon”

  1. Another gem, Morgan, and what a fabulous image too.

  2. Lovely poem and photo

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