Friday, June 18, 2010

Dragon Dawn

Katrina DeLallo

The Dragon flings his flame across the sky,

And claws his golden way above the trees;

The clouds blush scarlet as he passes by

And carry his reflection on the breeze.

Aflame within the graying cast of night,

Reluctant darkness flees before his gaze.

His tongue laps up the moon and cold starlight,

Replacing silver beams with amber rays.

The golden Dragon sets the sky on fire,

Blue silk bedecked with burnished, burning gold.

From the East he kindles, shining higher,

Illuminating valley, hill, and wold.

The Dragon flames, in amber-gold array,

The Rising Sun, the Dawn, Enkindled Day.


Cynthia Schuerr said...

A beautiful depiction of a sunrise. I love sunrises and sunsets.


Marie Elena said...

Beautiful, and beautifully well done. I'd like to see more from this author.

Cat said...

Thank you both. I love sunrise, especially in the summer. There's something about that quiet beauty that gets me every time. The silence, the stillness, the nearness of God.

Mar said...

You have beautiful word choice, Kit! I'm so proud of you and happy for you! Keep it up, mellon nin!