Julius Chaves
Drew G.
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A fire breathing dragon,
waging his tail,
railslides a companion,
disastrously frail.
Taken to fits of glory,
in moments, with Euclid's ear,
a sailor tells the story
so clear, with the after effects
full tier.
Here there are deer
and bears of the year,
and as we jump from WIR to WIR
we count the sheds.
We tear.
This sailor and his quarry
have come from multiple times,
gifted, without woes or worry,
harboring Viking rhymes.
Continuing, to complete this story,
voicing minds sublime,
the aspects of all the glory
are from beyond those of, just, mine,
but on this point,
in which we can relate,
the continental joint
has gone to far to reciprocate.
So let it lie as it be
and rest if it may.
The soldiers, with the salt in the sea
are of the clouds own dismay.
© 1997 Drew G., all rights reserved
appears here by permission
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