This poem came from the May 11, 2010 Poetry Fishbowl. It was inspired by prompts from
janetmiles and
ellenmillion. It was sponsored by
janetmiles.
Dragonsails
Dragons fly by magic;
It's true, little friends.
That's just the beginning,
Never where it ends.
Topsail by your elbow,
Thumbsail by your thumb --
These, your leading edges,
Test the winds that come.
Outsail, first two fingers;
Midsail, in between;
Insail, last two fingers --
Glowing gold and green.
Sidesail from last finger
All along your flank
Lifts you when extended,
Lets you turn and bank.
Rudder on your tailtip
Is the last of all --
And the most important:
Who can't steer, will fall.
Lift and thrust and vector --
You must learn them well.
Dragons fly by magic;
Wing and sky still tell.