Be there yet a reflections
Where dragons do speak
In time immemorial
On cliches I reek
The garbage will go
To hang with its brethren
And I will stow
A bang-up crow’s feather
Hiding beneath
Awning and trees
The glossy coffee
Sees and it sees
It’s a apiece
Proper preponder
Fortunate brief
Lengthier wander
I’m not sure where I’ll go
But that is the point
Please don’t yet leave
Our eyes yet disjoint
Patient I’ll be
The suitcase out back
Thrown out to me
A moderate to stack
Books will bring us together
Again and again
Whether they’re displayed on glass
Or pages, in tens
Fowled up the counter
Swans in the creek
This river’s brownish
But reflections I seek
Roman Ryan 