When Dragons Walk Home

When Dragons Walk Home

A Poem by Carol Cashes
"

...hide if you hear them sing

"

When Dragons Walk Home


They thought they beat me

When they clipped my wings

Tied dirty strings

Made tiny demon swings

Till they became unhinged.


With rest I contemplated

That my grievous sores

Could start new wars

Open hidden doors

To new enemies’ shores


Nah…this is personal.

They rushed never paused

No laws or just cause

Made a major faux pas…

Forgot about my claws.


Tiny stupid little manthings!


*SLAP* *SLASH* *CRUNCH* 

*GULP* ALL GONE!


And my heart sings

As I walk home, as I walk home.

 

© 2019 Carol Cashes


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Carol Cashes
The remaining debris of a long day...

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haha wouldn't want to be on the wrong end of your dragon tongue,

Posted 8 Months Ago


very good writing hey how come you haven't been talking to me I miss your messages my dear

Posted 10 Months Ago


Oh I like this, I like ! And I relate to the frustration + the feelings of potential being supressed. Lovely poem, thank you !

L.

Posted 11 Months Ago


The title, the poem, the idea, your words...are all so powerful and appropriate. They don’t say that women rule the world just for the heck of it.
Nicely written.

Posted 11 Months Ago


Since I've been sketchy at the cafe in recent months, I'm not sure about this, but I think you're returning after an absence & I'm glad to be reading you again! I was not feeling so cynical the last time I was reading you, but now I've become hugely cynical & your words bring great satisfaction. I do not want to get my mind tangled up in the S**T of life, which is why I don't write about annoying stuff very often, but it's still very satisfying when someone throws it down with verve & sass, the way you do! (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 11 Months Ago


i find this to be a wonderful statement of the real strength of women that men too often forget is there.
They can only be tamed for so long, but that fire is always burning...and the wings yearning to fly.
love the sound effects in next to last stanza...made a bit queasy...
j.

Posted 11 Months Ago



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Carol Cashes
Carol Cashes

Biloxi, MS



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I'm very cynical, jaded, just this side of bitter and the only reason I haven't crossed that line is a good man loves me. I am extremely empathetic, but seldom sympathetic. I can be a ferociously lo.. more..

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