Walking Log #1 – Here there be dragons

I had a crazy idea.  You see, each time I go for a walk, I snap a quick picture of something that interests me.  Today I thought, what if I wrote about my walks and shared the photos and whatever else might come to mind?  Well, it’s my blog, isn’t it?  Why the hell not?  So here goes.  I don’t know if it qualifies as poetry or not, but maybe someday it might.  Even if it doesn’t, it was fun and that’s really all that matters in the end.

Sent from my iPod –

Trees bending, wiggly, tickle fingers my way Crimson bushes, heart-shaped, then not Breeze pushing, increasing the pace Millipede-leg tree leaves dancing wildly While conifer partners softly sway Sudden scent, lilacs Pounding pulse on concrete Vivid purple spikes Spindly spider, Dragons in the clouds

Home.


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I see a dragon taking flight, head held up and back on it’s long neck, with a faint wisp of smoke curling from it’s snout.



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I see only the dragon’s head, mouth gaping, eyes sunken, and horns trailing back to the right of the frame.


#clouds #Dragons #walking

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