Upon the tide a restless wind,
Stirs sleepless in her sheets,
Her wary eyes cast to the shore,
Towards the Dragon’s keep,
Head shielded by his leathery wings,
He sprawls along the shore,
Entrenched in slumber, an earthen bed,
And quilt of rocky tors,
Armed with scales of Azure Blue,
Tempered steel for claws,
Rocky turrets crest his tail,
And sulphur crusts his jaws,
This is one of my earlier posts from August 2012. It's one of my favourites so I thought I'd reblog it.
Lorelle-
I acknowledged your very kind award on my post today. You can go see it at:
http://www.cindyknoke.com
It is the top entry. Thank your for this. I appreciate it & hope your situation is resolved!
Cheers!
Resolved….eeeer nope. I was so hot yesterday I stayed indoors. “It” on the other hand is still
Being a coward doesn’t really pay ;( I’m not scared just over it. Oh, and you are very welcome.
o u t t h e r e and I have to face it again today