Lines Drawn in Starlight

at long last i try
to update Library Thing
titles forgotten

( In unrelated news: cupping hickies )

dance in a circle
traditional rhythm
booming drums echo

drums like old dragons
koi in and out of shadow
voice of ancient things

song of grain planted
a seed already growing
vigor of new life

One gray night it happened
a boy outgrew his friend
But new beginnings bite the tails
of even that tale's end

When Jack became a father
as boys, grown up, will do
He named his bright-eyed daughter
little Jackie Paper, too.

When he put his child to bed
the stories that he told
were of adventures out at sea
in search of pirate gold
and treasures such as sealing wax,
or fancy stuff like giant's rings
and how he had a mighty friend
who earned the bows of kings.

Then on he started making up
more stories for her just the same,
And somewhere in a deep dark cave
a dragon heard his name

A dragon's love lives on and on
and waits to roar again someday
so even if you have grown up
dream again, make believe... and play.

limited choices
stress tests performed on patience
tensile strength measured

That which no one seems to see
Little thefts of forgotten things
Unmissed, unnoticed, for the taking:
Rhinestones plucked from crushed earrings

A dime left in a drawer of junk
Batteries from a broken clock
An ribbon dropped along the street
A key far wandering from its lock

Scavanged out of dusty corners
A sticker sheet, a post-it pad,
A journal, words scrawled on its pages,
I didn't know that I still had

A fragment of an old perspective
Out from underneath your lies
My worth stolen back again
And my reflection, from your eyes