Days grow long,
As the trees dwindle.
Winter’s chill swallows,
As Night arrives.
Men crumble,
As Light fades.
Hopeful for a new day,
Void of mindlessness.
Have you ever seen the dragon smile?
Enslaving; Waves of bliss devour.
Have you read her beauty?
Radiant; Time turns lifeless.
Have you listened to the dragon speak?
Symphonic; Caressed by her song.
Have you felt her kindness?
Warmth; Cradled by her soul.
Have you gazed into the dragon’s eyes?
Brilliance; Lost within their dream.
Have you watched her dance?
Enchanting; Serenaded to serenity.
Have you ever known the dragon’s love?
Ineffable euphoria.
Never ending cars
Waves of shoppers rushing in
Lost in the chaos.
Magnificent stag
Spreading kindness to black wolves
his demeanor shines
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Like a bird chirping
his voice pierces the heavens
tears streaking gods cheeks
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The strength of an ox
the world is but a feather
he takes all burdens
A brisk Morning’s shroud.
Enveloped by her crisp touch.
Decanting my warmth.
Lost to all, his eyes held sorrow.
Hidden in the day’s light, hidden in the night’s shadow.
He had seen much in his life, a living ghost.
Loneliness filled his eyes, emotions written on his face.
Fading; his safe place brought happiness.
Hiding him from the views of all; except one and two.
She saw through his veil of shadows, her eyes piercing his armor.
Alike in being alone, they shared safety in happiness.
Lost to the world,
They wrote.
Fall colors melding on the mountainside,
As the sun streaks her face she smiles; happy.
A picture could only capture a small portion of her beauty and the memories we had created that day.
She sat atop that rock with her smile, as if she owned the world.
We owned the world. Nothing could stop us.
As people would drive far below, looking above, I’m sure they though it odd an owl would befriend a dragon.
But friends we were.
More than friends.
We shared a bond that would pass into the ethereal beyond.
My shadow is pain.
Kept in check by sun and pill;
Consuming at night.
As the hours evade my watching gaze,
My eyes begin to darken.
As the moon awakes from her blissful slumber,
My legs forfeit and lie.
As the owl sings and coyotes cry,
My lullaby resides.
My dearest sleeps, on another street,
My hands reach out for her.
I write this now, for you to see,
When the morning comes, and you have to pee.
I tried to rhyme, but it kinda sucks,
He slapped a fish, She ate his cake.
I’m done with this, I need my sleep,
I’ll write again, this promise I keep.
Midnight Owl 