I just remembered the Eskimos,
Strangely not wanting where The Sun glows:
Cruel winters not making them less bold;
To snows their answer an overcoat…
One would think the Eskimos long sold
In some trade to Territorial Cold
Blocks of Snow to yield their Igloos
That the beast limits like Doors of Zoos…
The Eskimo who in knowledge grows
In languages trainable and he flows
I, a linguist, can try their Yupik
But in the end might buy a toothpick!
The Eskimo who everyone loves
Could infected hands shake without gloves:
In far-off Alaska, most, hiding,
With their lives also touched Biden…
Without inhalers No Eskimos
Prednisolones, first, before I go.
mindful
or a mind full
~ of itself
***
the mind
is but a game
played by your brain
***
your brain has a mind of its own
and it’s more trainable than you
***
Edrylin was barefoot and starving when her mother found her all a fret.
She promptly swooped her up and took her to nurture her with her dragonet.
Her brother Milartu and she learned the wisdom of their caring mother
She knew her days were numbered and they would help each other
Milartu was not easy on his little sister, he wanted her to be strong, this little earth-one.
She was light of foot, and when they fought, he was careful for her abject fierceness was like the sun.
Edrylin although born of the weak, was a trainable-flesh-warrior worthy of a foe.
She was extremely light of foot, and when they fought, Milartu knew she would not fight slow.
When the day of the real battle came, they stood back to back, these magnificent two.
Brother and sister, maybe not forged by the same womb, but raised by a wise dragon who knew…
Fighting the enemies with a terribleness neither understood until that day they had.
When the smoke cleared and the bodies lay in heaps, smoldering, both were extremely glad!
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