Sparks glint off stone
with talon scrape.
Undertones of low rumbles,
limestone hunger.
Awaken, massive crest rises,
claw-tipped wings stretch.
Iridescnet eyes mesmerize
the watchful and unwary.
Motion, liquid grace
to the edge of the precipice
powerfull thrusts,
plunges into the wind.
Takes flight the night,
swift puffs of clouds,
mountain peaks flash by,
deep cold of between.
Dreams taking flight,
deeper into the night.
Flight of dragon wings
to reach the new dawn.
© Mikki P., February, 1998