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The Dragonfly

May 24, 2017 Poetry, Writing No Comments

Hanging from a Dewdrop

The Dragonfly

Let me hang from this dewdrop

My gossamer wings at rest.

Colours scintillating,

Iridescent eyes aglow

Hum stilled.

Before me drifts a mist curtain.

Floating, veil-like, tranquil

In windless whispers.

Poppies crimson and beyond the green

A shimmer of light refracting

No shadows embedded

In my dawn dream

Haze nearly gone,

Sun rays nearly here

I will not soar yet,

Not yet.

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