his words, fire breathing on the page
my son, the awoken dreamer
bringing renaissance
to that most romantic of reptiles
lost between cretaceous and mythology
until now
his poems, maturing recognition
the only real dragons
are those that darken men’s hearts
and of his own
only he can slay

© 1997
Revised © 2015

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05/22/2015