Rare Earth

Go outside
And look for the bright red dot
Momentarily swung close
Before it spins away again
The armadillo I saw today did not know how close to impossible and controversial it was
On the cool grass
Manicured yard
Spring sun

Do the math
Of precise chemical composition
And impossible rocks
Flung out
By a boy skipping them
Across water

We all have a white whale
An impossible box

Open it
Open it

Christmas.

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Dragon Song

She had the dream again

The last day of normal
When the ordinary man
Finished his boat

Her skin was the color of the sky before rain
Before rain came down
She had been a towering
Queen
A river of life with eyes clear resilient

This was the nightmare she could not untangle–flash flood had been a meaningless
Term in an endless
Skein of days
Water.
The color of her skin, her eyes
As tall as she was beautiful
Invincible
They had all believed they were
Invincible
Until…
The man/little man
Holed up in his boat
While the fearless laughed
This world will never fall

But the sky might

And by the time they knew
The world was already
Swept away

The etiology of dragons

Everyone has dragons in their history. We are ubiquitous in the minds of men. Every culture has a dragon mythology. Even cultures which would be far too cold to support reptiles of our size and climate needs have memories of dragons.

Only in modern times have things become ridiculously obscured (when they were simple to untangle if you could live a thousand years).

Dinosaur is just another name for dragon. Let us face it–it is an epithet. We, ancient race of monarchs, reduced to brute beasts? Mindless and dull…

Leave it to humans to think they can figure things out to a point of control only to find they have lost the heart of the story. And without the heart, the rest becomes a silly fiction.