My Dragon
By jfarrell
I’m gonna make a dragon;
I wanna write a book, maybe
(not sure I can do that)
But, I gonna make a dragon.
And my dragon stinks!!!!
The day after a fire,
Still damp,
That musky, burnt everything smell.
But,
It’s a comforting smell,
And,
If you just breathe in, deep,
And reach into that smell.
It feels like a tree in the very early morning,
Damp, slimey, veiny…
And it moves,
Ever so slightly.
There, again…
Listen.
Press against the solid and listen.
Ba-doom. Ba-doom. Badoom.. badoom…
It’s like a heartbeat.
It is a heartbeat.
My dragon will be made of words,
And, here, it was born, it is born.
Close your eyes and take a deep breath….
What does your dragon look like?
I bet it’s beautiful :)