Haven't written in months upon months. But for some reason while messing with our magnet poetry stuff on the fridge, I started a poem. It makes no sense, is more imagery than anything else, but eh, it's kinda cool, I like, so I share.
Ink black night
Silent wings fly
Cry
Whisper
Dragons will ride
Crashing white falls
Vivid red walls
Cry
Whisper
Dragons will call
Star blue snow
Moon bright glow
Cry
Whisper
Dragons will know
Ink black night
Silent wings fly
Cry
Whisper
Dragons will ride
Crashing white falls
Vivid red walls
Cry
Whisper
Dragons will call
Star blue snow
Moon bright glow
Cry
Whisper
Dragons will know