Stories of scales touch the sky;
Guttural roars echo off volcano walls--
Tiny cawing creatures scatter by,
Greedily drinking from rushing falls.
Three horns poke from behind the brush,
Leaves quietly crunch in slow motion;
The dense jungle, so green and lush,
Reaches out toward the gurgling ocean.
Clean skies burst with light,
Wings whisper with force, beak calls
Forth ageless rhythm, leathery might,
All untouched by man or human walls.
The humid wild, untamed and free,
Where the biggest beasts shake the earth
Is something we'll never fully touch, see;
But we chase it still, for what it's worth!
Author notes
Today's exercise (from "101 Exercises for the Soul") was to write a nature poem... and Sage and I were playing with dinosaurs during her bath--so there you have it.
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Comments
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beautiful glimpse of our mighty friends!
remember dinosaurs humans are friends not food!
sweet write, my favorite lines were these ,
"Clean skies burst with light,
Wings whisper with force, beak calls
Forth ageless rhythm, leathery might,"
you took me back to my own childhood fantasies of fresh unhurt rain forests and free dinosaurs!
thanks
peace -
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Oh, thank you so much! What a kind and lovely review! I appreciate it! Yes, my daughter and I are completely in love with dinosaurs. We took her to see "A T. Rex Named Sue" at the St. Louis Science Center and we were both simply awed.
Thank you again!
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