Wind ruffling through wafting tresses;
Tenuously teasing; lazily enticing.
Dormant dragons that reason suppresses,
Promising adventures more inviting.
The breeze mocks the reason
For scars counted on your skin.
Dormant, dormant was this season --
Now latent fires fanned within.
Many green meadows do beckon.
Beckoning horizons of insane hue.
Sunny skies in nights to reckon
And starry fields in cloudless blue.
All these things and more I've seen
World of ties, I've left behind;
Roads untraveled, forests green -
Rushing thru spaces of my mind.
These temptations powdered dormant
On my table coaxing, tempting need.
Will breaks down; pleasures forment
Lust for speed not mine to heed. |
Submission Name: Speed
what is "Allegro non troppo, agitato"??? 
this was not only ship shape to the rhyme scheme, but NONE of it felt forced and it flowed really well. the use of the word "dormant" wasn't at all like beating someone with a sockful of nails on the head, which was great, since sometimes that can happen. overall, just very wonderful. thanks for sharing and KEEP sharing. =]