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01
Jan
2000
Dragonfly
A helmet head and pilots goggles-
Swimming through the breeze-
As the battered wings of propulsion
Keep afloat the slender body of green
In an instant the bubble eyes zoom past my own-
And look fiercely towards the air ahead.
With feet extended and joints loosely locked-
The insect lands swiftly upon its tiny black legs-
Rested, a moment later, again quickly soaring-
The dragonfly pursues its destiny — living to fly.
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tags: poem