here there be dragons...

something from my youth

playing in the july air

hot and sweaty

alone in the front yard

the birds sang

the squirrels chattered

a warning that a predator

had made its way

into the woods beside my home

i was chasing a monarch

that was dancing

around the rose bush

mother planted last spring

the orange and black

wavering in and out

of my 6 year old view

then i heard it

a whirring sound

and it hurt my ears

to hear it

i wiggled my fingers

inside them

and felt a small breeze

brush by my nose

the whirring louder

then fading out

i stood in the sun of the western wall

of my brick home

and i tried to shade my eyes

looking back and forth

amongst all the flora

there was something blurry

with a green hue

buzzing from one place

to another

it was eating the butterflies

eating the bees

and it made the strangest sound

like a babies coo

the blur fluttered around to the front

i ran in my keds to catch site of it again

there it was

near the right edge of the drive way

it made sudden movements

left to right

then hovered still

so that i could look at it

it was a dragon

small and snake like

it's wings were insectile

fluttering so fast

i couldn't really see them

it's body writhed in constant motion

it's tiny eyes were yellow and black

i tried to speak

i was both scared and happy

and then as i walked closer to it

it became blurry again

and disappeared

into the july sky...

 

Author's Note

this story is true, when i was young i happened upon something unexplainable...whether a hallucination or not...i'm not sure...but to my young mind...it happened

Reviews

[Quinn Blackburn]

we could really share some stories, my brother :o) Wonderful wordcrafting, and a truly magical moment. It has been said that once the walls between worlds were thinner, closer together, and it was as easy to slip from one to the other as falling into a well or stepping into your own wardrobe. They say our worlds drifted too far apart and the walls became thick for a time... and now the walls are thinning again. Whenever I glance up at the sky, I wonder if this is the time I will see my dragon again. :o)

[Samuel Dickens]

This is a terrific recount of that memory, and let me tell you, I don't dismiss it as just some little kid's wild imagination or dream. I saw things, too, when I was young that can't easily be explained. Is it possible that youngsters can see things that grownups can't? I think maybe so.

[Kerry O'Connor]

This is a fascinating blend of fact, and the child's view of fact. I really enjoyed the whole tale.

[Forever Mine]

This was definetly kool. Also, this may be just me and has nothing really to do with the poem, but I think there is a book with the same title, but its actually about dragons :) eitherway i fully enjoyed this piece. I like how you create such vivid imagry and stories

[Michael of Gilead]

Ummmm....we call them dragonflies....

Boo! scared ya didn't I?

[JelliFyshKissUs]

You tell it with so much authority and description. I was captured with every line. I only wish that I was there with you to see it.

[FireWoman]

As you probably know, the Irish accept that there are things we can not explain such as fairies (don't even).. Children are open to all worlds and layers of the veils, as they are not yet jaded by society.

[Jas Alejandrino Ramos]

a long but cute poem....it reminded me of my childhood, when i used to caught dragonflies:) good poem!

[Matthews Reggie]

how did u remember all this still??? fine one again...

I have a few "memories" that I wonder if they're real or not. None this whimsical unfortunately.