the dragon waiting in the dark-leaved trees
has secret messages meant only for you
to set your angered heart and mind at ease
the scent of sulphur carried by the breeze
pervades the moment gives not time to rue
the dragon waiting in the dark-leaved trees
what though the odours all your organs freeze
it's not enough to halt all that is due
to set your angered heart and mind at ease
the breath of hope the end of all disease
is in the message that at last comes through
the dragon waiting in the dark-leaved trees
i send this missive across skies and seas
its consolational import to imbue
the dragon waiting in the dark-leaved trees
to set your angered heart and mind at ease
Odd ravings, comments, and other wastes of time. Some are in plain prose, yet others are in rhyme.
21 September 2006
they will not conquer forever
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