Thursday, August 04, 2011



From the deep and ancient depths
watery kings survey their realm -
in swift or loitered passes.
Curiosity draws them to the curious;
looking out or looking in
we share inquiry.
Though our worlds are different
the glass has us ensnared.


Beyond the pane
gossamer parachutists
dance in briny skies.
Light and airy
in faerie ballet
they pulse and wave
to silent undulations.
From pastel parasol
they trail their sting -
for beauty 
has its price.



Roarless these lions roam
magnificent with feathered scales,
royalty in jungled seas.
Menace and splendour
effortlessly searching
and stunning to view.

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