Here There Be Dragons
We travelled
wide
across jade
jewel seas,
observing
the flickering
eyes of
strangers,
static
sounds of other
lands, finding
treasures
in other
peoples’ hands.
Then the
trail ran cold,
then the
path ran out,
then the
earth ended,
and all we
saw the open
mouth of
destiny
yawning at
us with teeth.
Tea Party
Curled hair,
top hat,
wide grin,
grungy
hands,
and a bad
bag of tea,
a tiny alice
sitting
on the other
side grows
larger, each
passing cup,
each passing
offer,
until there
is no tea,
no time, no
grin,
no hatter,
just her,
and the
party is over,
the
caterpillar
dancing a
welcome.
Posture
I have a
backbone
and a body,
and I reach
for the
stars.
And when that
happens
I meet the
gods.
They give me
fire
and courage
and my feet
smoke
ragingly and alone.
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