Lisa Brockwell #27 Taming Dragons

Taming dragons

The ancient dream of a brute air force.

Look to the sky, look up, over the ears

of that horse.  Get out of the boat, reach

for more: wing span, lift off, armour

of scales. Tongues of delicious,

horrifying flame.  Something wild,

something God-willed, not of this world,

not machine, not man.  Inspire, then fire.