Bloodstone, Bronze Ribbons, and Bone Roses
Dec. 7th, 2006 07:41 amThe following is part of
bronze_ribbons holiday present - I'll be away on Christmas so sent this part for Sinterklaas Day. This is what I was babbling about the other day, and now that she's seen it I can post it here.
Bloodstone, Bronze Ribbons, and Bone Roses
or
Dragon in a Cathedral
I can see you hoarding, dragon-style,
Sitting and sifting mixed treasures through your claws.
Words gleaming red as garnets,
Stones glowing subtle as sonnets.
I can see you working, mason-style,
Fitting the rocks, and building them into a wall
Pinching the edge off a flint,
Smoothing the side of a stanza.
I see stained glass glowing, window-style
Framing the bright bits together in shape of a tale,
Shifting sunlight to sapphire and ruby,
Wreaking rhythms to fire-song and story.
I can hear you singing.
Bloodstone, Bronze Ribbons, and Bone Roses
or
Dragon in a Cathedral
I can see you hoarding, dragon-style,
Sitting and sifting mixed treasures through your claws.
Words gleaming red as garnets,
Stones glowing subtle as sonnets.
I can see you working, mason-style,
Fitting the rocks, and building them into a wall
Pinching the edge off a flint,
Smoothing the side of a stanza.
I see stained glass glowing, window-style
Framing the bright bits together in shape of a tale,
Shifting sunlight to sapphire and ruby,
Wreaking rhythms to fire-song and story.
I can hear you singing.