Guardian Dragons
by john clare
I had to paddle ever so quietly
Above circled the dragonfly patrol
I knew in their hammock I wasn't supposed to be
Spiders on the trunks pointed and said, Go!
The recent floods had opened the long impassible channel
A narrow passage in the shade of the bald cypress
Gliding slowly I was transported as in a spell
Deeper into the shadow of an uncoiling shimmering caress
The dragonfly guardian awoke me at the hyacinth gate
Cocking his smiling but stern face as he scolded me
Good thing he gained my attention before it was too late
Agkistrodon piscivorus was poised to drop from the tree.
As the kayak emerged into the piercing hot light
The dark waters rippled from a splash
Wolf spiders scurried to gloat another doom
The Osprey clutched the moccasin as he passed.
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