We, the fallen
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s
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You, autumn hurricane
c
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t
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h me
in tumble arms of coppered bronze
with fists of pawing, sweeping gold…
Turn me inside
turn me out
turn me all about.
I decided to write a bit of a nonsense poem. It’s really difficult to remember how to spell catch when your writing each letter on a different line…
Carol J Forrester - Writing and Works 
Carol, I appreciate the artistry of the dragon and the breakdown of words in this poem. The drawing reminds me of the Dragon Kin series by G.A. Aiken :). Question though, what’s with the hanging letter ‘e’ and if I were to comment on something that was a bit off, it’d be the structure of:
“You
autumn hurricane”
where instead I’d like it to be similar to the “We, the fallen.” So it’d be:
“You, autumn hurricane” etc. But alas, tis your poem. Thank you for the post!