This flight tonight
In the methane blue
Of Neptune’s stew
I wildly whip my wind lasso
A-hunting for the dragon of the Cloud
Through icy fleece
I stalk the beast
A thousand miles an hour at least
Beneath this sapphire atmospheric shroud
I’m born of wind
And thickly skinned
With Neptune’s swirling vortex twinned
I hurry hard and bellow out aloud
To catch him fast
And so at last
Undo his necromancy past
And join again the nation of the proud
Lee Dunn View All
Lee Dunn has been writing since the age of 18, but found that work got in the way for the ensuing 48 years. In his home town of Toronto, Ontario, Canada, he reveled in his independence at an early age, and spent as much time as he could exploring the city’s Arts scene. He was introduced to poetry and prose by the works of two literary giants, namely J.R.R. Tolkien and J.W. Lennon and thence fell in love with the written word. His work includes poetry, short fiction, and personal essays, and ranges in theme from the surreal to the horrific, nostalgic, and themes on the human condition. He has been published on Spillwords.com, The Dark Poets Club, Journal of Undiscovered Poets, Crepe & Penn Literary magazine, and the Shelburne Free Press.
