eight days – brass dragonfly
Our cabin at the lake is situated at the top of a hill where the wind is always blowing. In summer, this wind keeps the black flies and mosquitos at bay. Any remaining flying insects quickly become the prey of our vigorous dragonfly population. Like mythical dragons, they swoop down and, as sunlight reflects from their transparent wings, cast glints of fire on the landscape.
On my recent trip to see family in Ontario, I was reminded of our insect dragons … on the hearth was a small brass dragonfly, contemplating his next fiery foray!
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brass dragon
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burnish absorbs light
conjures spirit metallic
re-invented as transparent
breath as vague as warmth
of dragon wind
lift beneath wings
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© Jane Tims 2012
nichepoetryandprose 
Love your “insect” dragon! And the words “transparent breath as vague as warmth of dragon wind.”
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Barbara Rodgers
February 4, 2012 at 9:41 am
Hi Barbara. Thanks! Jane
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jane tims
February 4, 2012 at 9:55 am
I like the images conjured by “spirit metallic” and “dragon wind.” Thanks for those.
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Carol Steel
February 2, 2012 at 4:59 pm
Hi Carol. Thanks! This little dragon.. er.. dragonfly was truly inspiring!! Jane
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jane tims
February 2, 2012 at 6:05 pm