masculinity, poetry

to kill dragons

To see problems as challenges

Make the ascent

Even if the fall is steep,

There is a savage joy

Men shout to one another

Across the field of combat

Don the armour

Stitch closed the wounds with actions

Not words

See the glare of the dragon’s eyes

Through the smoke

Draw my sword

Focus with an edge to split hairs

Do battle with laughter

And abundance of spirit

Spit on my souls hands

Nothing is insurmountable

And in the dragon’s fire

Burnt and rebuilt

Look

There is love

In

My

Eyes

Such love

As to

Kill

Dragons

 

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