The dragons
Restless in
Waking or
Sleeping nurture
Our dreams
As gently they
Repeat creation
Songs, deeds
Follow words.
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This wind fleeting flees
Across the acres spreading
Dandelion seeds.
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I sing these lonely
Songs no other has ear to
Hear, sound disappears.
© Jo Ann J.A. Jordan
Up all hours again. Wrapping myself in words to comfort my needs.
