Here be dragons

13244756_10201533221849886_2387985189239620483_nWhat did you want to be when you were grown up?

it is said you never forget

I know I wanted to be a dragon

but after that things grow foggy

there was never a goal

something structure is supposed to impose

let loose to grow weed-like in the wild

perhaps we were the last generation

to escape without our P’s and Q’s

permitted to cop out and climb slanted roof tops

where smoking stunted your growth and

lying watching clouds with coffee breath

was all the dream necessary

it would be nice to know

what I thought of the future

where I would be and how

if I did not learn a craft or create direction

from the figments of wide skies

what did I think would happen?

perhaps when you deny reality

it can go too far

you never pause the game

imagining it is just a matter of time

before other dragons come from the sky

and take you with them

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26 thoughts on “Here be dragons

  1. I guess, in a way, I wanted to be a dragon as well… I wanted to follow my father into flying fighters and combat in the air force .. I learned too late that nearsighted dragons weren’t wanted or needed .. but oh to soar amongst the dragons and maybe meet up with you in the sky … xx

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    1. I thought you would relate to this one darling because it’s how we both felt growing up in some ways, the struggle with imagination and necessity, I think you grew to conform more than I, but you still have the sailor inside you. I do wish so much dragons were among us and we could venture into that world but then again, knowing our luck they would burn us to cinders.

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  2. ah, I think you are as magical as a dragon my dear…. You soar, and you take others along in that soaring…. so thanks Ms Dragon πŸ™‚

    PS I wanted to be a Chef at about 8yrs old, then an Archeologist at about 11-13yrs, then I wanted to be an Astronaut…… let’s just say I can cook pretty good in general now and my head is in the clouds and past most days and my mind explores many a dusty tome (or tomb) … πŸ™‚

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  3. Such wonderful wording…. dreams are of dragons soaring high above the world….. flying with ease and with destiny. My life was a dream within. to discover the real me… to know my self and my reason to life. When all is said and done- what is left- after much ambition- are our dreams and our own journey through life. x0

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