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Monday, December 21

Forest Spirit


Above the forest
Birds fly and chirp
Because that’s
What birds do so well

In their beaks
Something they take
To their hidden nests
Because that’s
What birds do so well

In a morning after
A rainy night
Under the wet trees
Dragons, snakes
And some forgotten
Dinosaurs
Try to move about
Without bothering
One another

These dragons have
Lazy wings
So they don’t fly
But observe the above birds
Always wishing
If I could I would

So easy to take your eyes
Off the land
And go flying your mind

Snakes do not dream
But crawl
And some manage
To climb
the trees
Where the nests

And that’s the mess
They always make

While dinosaurs are
Just written about
And live longer
And best.
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© Dulce


25 comments:

RNSANE said...

It would be interesting to come across a forgotten dinosaur in a forest somewhere...I think it could really be a possiblity...a wee tyrannosaurus rex that got frozen in a glacial age and just woke up! I like this poem very much!

Tabitha Bird said...

Love it. And I love that pic of the dragon. I happen to adore dragons.

Brian Miller said...

smiles. these are a few of my favorite things...dinosaurs and dragons...love the verse...

Anonymous said...

It causes me to think of us mortals attached to this earth while we're dreaming of flying.

Shadow said...

what a marvellous flight of fancy!

SILVIA said...

Unos maravillosos versos amiga Dulce. ¡ Me encantan los dragones!
felices fiestas y Mil besitos!!!

Hootin Anni said...

Good day dear Dulce!! This is a terrific fantasy you've created today...

Have a blessed Christmas my friend.

Jessie said...

very interesting post ... i think there's something hidding in the forest, another layer maybe? i'll start digging to see if i can find it.

smiles,

Nevine Sultan said...

A clever and living forest you've created here, Dulce. And although there is much that is wild, can we somewhat find a little of ourselves inside this forest? Very nice, Dulce.

Nevine

Anonymous said...

I know my darling Dulce is over flowing with fantasies, even those of yester years of the dinosaurs

I truly loved this.. simply beautiful
Ti AMo

thoughts said...

this is really, really cute :)

Nikki (Sarah) said...

what a great poem. I can see the snakes, the dragons, the birds...my own heart wanting to fly. Sarah

Gregorio Martino said...

I long to fly with the birds because the forest floor is covered with bad things.

Sylvia said...

Well, I think snakes and dinossaurs dream of flying too. Beautiful poem. You have good weather to walk in the forest now? Here everything is frozen, everything hybernates. I wish I could hybernate too... Only wake up in the Spring. Merry Christmas to you, my friend (and your lovely son too!)

Anonymous said...

What a wonderful forest you have created :) I love it :) Have a wonderful Monday and Happy Holidays to you and your family :)

LarryG said...

very nice - i love to hear your fanciful poetics!
sweetly spoken dulce sweetly

Ekanthapadhikan said...

Wow! That was a marvelous one.

By the way did the lines - "Snakes do not dream
But crawl
And some manage
To climb the trees
Where the nests
And that’s the mess
They always make", tell us something more than what is written there? I mean, are you using the snake as a symbol for anything else?

Dulçe ♥ said...

Oh I love these so sweet comments my friends.
Ekan,
Of course, of course, every animal here is a symbol of something. You must interpret it as you wish, though. The teacher is not gonna help! LOL

Caroline said...

Wonderful whimsical writing! Really enjoyed this!

The Girl With The Mousy Hair said...

I love the Christmas tree.
I love the ideas in your verse today, dragons and dinosuars, my dad always told me as long as someone can speak it's name it exists. This poem made me think of that. Thank You. xx

Liam said...

Too much too fast I can't keep up. I'm still working on the few lines I have written about you. Trembling at the thought of showing them to you.

Dr.John said...

Wow! I love the new direction. You open so many new possibilities for your poetry. Besides I love dragons.

Fireblossom said...

You are prolific lately, Dulce! i can hardly string two words together.

Lazy wings...too good. This is a beautifully crafted metaphorical poem.

May I be a magpie, up in the tree tops?

steveroni said...

Tuesday I am shopping for a dinosaur for a 7-year-old boy who loves his dinosaurs.

I like real life better than fantasy--and in your fantasy place, I found loads of real life Peeps.

Almost everyone I know can fit into one or the other of your characterizations.

But I guess I like best the birds which fly--WHY? Because that's what birds DO!

Good writings, as ALWAYS it seems!

Love you, Sweet Dulce-Peep!

JStar said...

Lions, Tigers and Bears Oh My :) Love this fairytale of yours...