Dragon’s Tails

Dragon Entrance
Tucked among the southern pines,
seams of road in shadowed lines,
rend the compass pause, despair,
dissolves to solve the anywhere my journey longs to hold.

Sweet the ardor clings in green,
Spanish moss as ghosts between
the flickered gold of summer’s light,
or silver damp by moonlit night, defines the dewy cold.

Yet dodging through each quilted bank,
between the berms that stand in flank,
with balanced roar and roll of wings,
I slay each dragon tail there seen
to dance into the sun,
and through the southern forests run!

GA 17

US129 TN

2011-06-18_19-14-53_581

2 Comments

Filed under Mountains, Perspective, Photography, Poetry

2 responses to “Dragon’s Tails

  1. Scott Cordova

    Nice, thanks Jay.

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