Fairy TaleThere was a time when I saw dragons sleeping under the hills,Fairy Tale6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
Pushing up the rolling grass with their gently curving spines.
There was a time when the best climbing rocks were castles,
Crowned with towers and archers and with treasure rooms beneath.
There was a time when playground chalk drawings came alive,
Like tusked demon-gods doing battle on painted temple walls.
That was long ago. History lessons, daily troubles, the concept of 'myth',
All conspired to make the dream fade - though I still remember.
Nor would I ever want to forget. It comes in little flashes,
In a shining embroidered feather pattern, in a ritual Chinese dance.
Where does it begin? Where does it end? That strange process
Between earth and heaven, fancy and miracle, that births sacred monsters?
Somewhere on the wind, the faint sound of fairy pipes is calling.
Somewhere in the clouds, a gleaming ribbon with claws and whiskers flies.
I still believe. I wait for the time when my eyes will opened again,
And the veil bet