While I am up on a ridge overlooking the quarry
whose basin has filled with green water,
the shadow of a dragon
skimsĀ its surface,
wide wings spread for a water landing
or a small-animal snatching,
then scatters itself among the trees
on the bank
and beyond the bank.
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January 9, 2012 at 6:34 pm
Liesl A. Reeve
Brings to mind a flock of shadowy and silent geese flying over the tops of trees, brush, and other such shrubbery. Calm. Cool. Crisp. And not quite clean, but lovely nonetheless. Thanks =)