Brittle August 23, 2015 Get link Facebook X Pinterest Email Other Apps The moon wallows in dust bin clouds. August is a dragon burning color from the roses outside my window. I hate the scent of brittle. ©Susie Clevenger 2015 I chose Mama Zen's power image. Mine is the moon. Play It Again Toads! Comments brudberg said… There is something gently menacing about August.. The dragon-breath is felt in those roses. Gillena Cox said… Very strong images, luv it, happy you dropped by to read mineMuch love... Fireblossom said… I love the dragon metaphor. Anonymous said… This is just perfect. Love your autumn images. Gail said… So perfect. August is a dragon.Thanks for visiting. Anonymous said… I hate the scent of brittle too. Everything in California is dry, dry, dry. The moon is the only thing that looks a little milky. Grace said… August is a dragon, what a striking metaphor ~ Really well done Susie ~ Anonymous said… Sheesh. This is awesome. Magaly Guerrero said… Have you been reading my mind? Because these rain-less days (in Washington State) have certainly make me "hate the scent of brittle". kaykuala said… Autumn does not seem to be awaited for! Heat of summer is lingering menacinglyHank Rommy said… August is the herald of the little deaths that start in September, fierce and consuming like a dragon. rallentanda said… August is a wicked month..your poem is mastery in imagery...brilliant ! Sumana Roy said… August does become a dragon... Kerry O'Connor said… This conveys an autumnal mood very well. Other Mary said… Best ever description of August, my least favorite month. Maude Lynn said… I just realized that I was typing the exact same comment as Other Mary! This is a brilliant piece. Rosemary Nissen-Wade said… Very beautifully said, all the same. Sherry Blue Sky said… I love the dragon!!
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