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Dragons Last Plea...

By Priestess

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Dragons Last Plea... A ripple in time; Time made by physical form. I will walk through it. I look in the past. There lies a splendid Dragon With a dirt blanket. The Dragon sees me, And says, “You are me awake. I will see through you.” “Keep me covered please; from the cold winds and mankind. They are not ready.” I am not ready; To let you lay under ground. Will you hear my sound? I will speak with you; With my script and with my voice. We will ease the choice. S.S.Snapp 11/1/00 Author's Note: This is another like the poems I have written. I used 6 Haiku’s here to make up this poem... It is a cry from a friend that is waiting for his day... I have used Haiku's with other forms within a single poem & also poems consisting of multiple Haiku's to form one piece. I hope you like it... if not... that's okay because I do. Thanks...I hope you enjoy the ramblings of my mind... Written November 1st, 2000 © on Nov 13 2001 04:05 AM PST   0 • 13

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