No, that's referring to how I think these poems are going to show up ... a bit here and a bit there ... I had a half hour to kill just now and got this one typed up ... so quit making snide remarks and click on the link already!
LOOSING THE DRAGON
when that dragon
uncurls to light
none expect it,
none stand prepared;
we forget him
dark in his lair
and how he hates
the human race
the crowd gapes speechless
not processing
the scene before them
as madness wells
and spills our in their world;
no understanding,
no means to deal,
all too shocking
and here inside
I can not act
can not rein the beast;
too many hidden scars
react in this,
too many dark reserves
are brought to bear
in explosive rage
so many cycles
of our decline
have been weighed down
by this insanity;
how is it that
we can not reach
across that veil
into their world?
were we able
to break this spell
what would change?
how many powers
would come to hand
if these shackles
fell away
and we were freed?
- Brendan Tripp
05/01/2002
Copyright © 2002 by Brendan Tripp
