Friday, September 21, 2012

Taken as it Comes

Until the very last star turns yellow and old
Until it breathes its very last breath
There will be age and age again
Flowing like water and wind.
Until then you still grow, and expand in the mind

Leaving nothing but your memories and talents behind.
Some paths you have taken--
Your footprints may wash away
But they will be imprinted deeply in others.
So the other paths are dead
What does one do?
Run away? Lie there askew?
Or does one simply live life, or charge to the future?
Take what is needed only and live in adventure?
Either way, you are that star who takes another breath
Exploring a new Earth year to be lived for and lived in
And taken as it comes, it is there.




Monday, September 10, 2012

Smoking, Reclining


Picture myself
With silver scales
Golden wings
Iridescent eyes
Skin as hard as armor.
I am a nothing
A dragon, of course
Not male, not female
And matching
Is my name:
Zxero
Like the number zero
Full of nothing
Yet everything
For I am both of those
Yet none.
Picture myself
Reading a book
A small green book
Reclining on the rocks
Lungs of fire smoking
And icing
Smoking and icing—
A cycle lasting my eternity.

Learning


Flapped
Squawked
Lifted
Fell
Landed
Hurt
Leaned
Balanced
Flapped
Twisted
Lifted
Ascended
Flew
Wobbled
Balanced
Soared.