Stray Thought 14

Posted on November 14, 2017 by 1sojournal

Was a singer, not a monk

Songs written by others
fell from her lips, like nurturing rain

Often dreamed of dragonflies
guarding the gates of dream-time
where own song lived, unheard

Elizabeth Crawford 11/14/2017

Note: In Native American mythology, dragonflies guard the gates to dream-time.

Posted to Micropoetry: November 2017
https://thotpurge.wordpress.com/2017/11/14/micropoetry-month-nov-2017-14/

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7 Responses to Stray Thought 14

thotpurge says:

November 14, 2017 at 9:53 am

Would love to read that story of dragonflies and Dreamtime! Thanks for sharing Elizabeth…

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jazzytower says:

November 14, 2017 at 10:18 am

Lovely. There are some fun mythology surrounding dragonflies.

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Sumana Roy says:

November 14, 2017 at 11:01 am

“where own song lived, unheard”…Lovely.

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readinpleasure says:

November 14, 2017 at 11:12 am

I’m sure there’s more story to be told here. Wonderful. 🙂

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Sherry Marr says:

November 14, 2017 at 11:32 am

Where her own song lived, unheard. I hope at some point she began to sing. Love tghe draginflies guarding the gates to dreamtime. So lovely.

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Charmed Chaos says:

November 14, 2017 at 4:51 pm

I love the thought of dragonflies guarding the gate of dream-time! Really beautiful.

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Tournesol says:

November 14, 2017 at 8:56 pm

Love how you brought chants, mantras and any song a voice here … beautiful!

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