Dragon Morning

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Dragon Morning

Soft rain of star noise
Patters on the dawn
Tin roof

He listens
Half awake
Mind
Slowly redefining
Grasping
This reality
From the mist
Of dreams

Of spear point
Thrusts
Of dragons slain
Of noble quests

And virtue
Never owned

 

From Poems of the New Old West

Copyright 2002, Jack  Purcell

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