A dragon's breath of green fog
rests in rough ropes
around the base
of the Catalina Foothills.
As I walked I knew
a knight named Sun
would come
and fly
the dragon
away.
This is what I saw on my walk today. The green foggy mist was quite something. And I bet you were already thinking of "c" words for vocalizations--called, cried, croaked, coughed. But I didn't want to become predictable or boring. So I'll save that for another day. Can you write your own poem today about a green dragon? What will the two of you do together? Doesn't it seem like a perfect day for a dragon visit?
Have fun writing your poem.
My husband quickly introduced u in the Kauai airport and I'm just now getting around to checking out your blog. So glad I did! Your poems are wonderful. I subscribed through Feedly and will continue to read more. Thank you, Joy.
ReplyDeleteJen,
DeleteThanks for stopping by. I hope to be able to see you in the Kauai airport again some time--or at least I hope to get back to Kauai again. Thanks for sharing the electricity.