Stuck in the nut tree
numbed with fear…..
it was easy to climb his generous branches
to conquer the fields with your sight
to be the dragon spitting fire and throwing nuts
in passerby heads
fun and joy and mockery
encouraged by so called friends
and now
all gone and you…
you can’t look down
you can’t move an inch
your spine is soaked in sweat
no fire in your dragon throat
trembling leaves your legs become
You cry for your father to come…
minutes or hours …. who really knows
the savior arrives
cursing the day he got a dragon for a daughter
From that moment on
the flame never ignited but
minutes or decades later…. who really knows
I woke up in front of a tree rescuing
my own little dragon for a daughter
So I conclude
It runs in our genes…
And my story ends with a large smile
unless a dragon is stuck in the tree….
Destiny Poets
Uniting and celebrating the best "Writers" and "Poetry" from around the world centred out of Destiny Church Wakefield
Mirth , wit ,self-deprecation ;what more can the avid or indeed casual reader expect or even want from such a fine Poet ?
Thank you, my kind and generous friend Louis Kasatkin!!!
A haunting and beautifully penned poem!
Best,
Lopa.
Thank you sooo much, Lopa!!!!
Simply stunning.
Thank you so very much, pramilakhadun!!! Most honored!!!
Thank you Lulia for taking me down my memory lane and more importantly for reminding me that I shouldn’t be expecting my daughter to always be a fluffy little angel.
Thank you sooo much, joker!!