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To Other Places

The Dragonfly
Zips along the river’s edge
Its wings make the sound of the bee
It hovers
For a moment
Near the cliffs
So I move in that direction
To see what Dragons see.
 
Then it darts away
Looking for something new
And I watch it fly away
In an absolute state of wonder.
Off I go
I run in that direction
On a quest to find where Dragonflies
Do wander
 
I follow past the shadows
And the artful sunbeams
Through the misty banks
Where river turns to foam.
I hover near the moss
And ever spreading ferns
But in this sudden forest
Is not the creature’s home.
 
Then I sprout wings
And fly from forests to other places
To the ever changing hillsides
Now covered in radiant flowers.
We are Dragonflies
We have little time to linger
For the summer may only last
A few more hours.
 
Yes, off we go
To the valley of imagination
That’s the place
Where ideas can freely roam.
That is the kingdom
And the birthplace of the Artful Fable
A fitting place for Dragonflies
To make a home.
 
D. Thurmond / JEFalcon
08-23-2018

Autres oeuvres par D. Thurmond Aka Jef (James Everett Falcon)...



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