Entering into the garden of imagination
is a fearsome adventure. Who knows what monsters or dragons lurk within?
Clearing a way through
all this tangled mass to find and
nurture poetry or story
my spirit is challenged to try again
~ monsters become stubborn thistles
and precious dandelions,
dragons merely songbirds, squirrels and mice
making their nests and burrows
~ inviting me to dinner.
“Where there is a monster, there is a miracle.”
~ Ogden Nash
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