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eight days – brass dragonfly

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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

 

Written by jane tims

February 2, 2012 at 6:37 am