Cedar leaves quiver.
Maple leaves fall.
A tiger unfurls its tongue the spaces between azure dragon scales,
arcs of maidenhair shimmer emerald in dragon fire mists.
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Heavens vast roar bellows through jade cedar forests.
A tiger dips its tongue into gaps between dragon scales.
Ancient fire spouts foam through over arching maidenhair,
maple leaves fall, and fall, sail on the azure ridges of dragon hide.
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Image found here: http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Brooklyn_Museum_-_Dragon_Clouds_and_Waves.jpg
Multiple versions and all that.
Golden Giraffes Riding Scarlet Flamingos Through The Desert of Forever 
Delicious tiger’s tongue!
I like that there seems to be a very deliberate contrast between the cedar and the maple in the first version. And your colors, emerald, jade, azure…, lend richness and lushness to both.
This begs to be read aloud. The words “taste” good on the tongue.
You create a rich lore of the ancient animal realm within your poems.
nicely mythical…the dragon..the tiger tongue unfurling…the maiden hair..nice…
magic…your imagery…the tiger, the dragon…seriously cool…the colors, the fire…it all plays very well together…
Every week you seem to have another offering of fantastic imagery. Thanks.
Love the surreal nature of this, very visual.
Pamela
Mythical, reminds me of great story telling from ancient days. This was enjoyable..
Vivid, colorful imagry….Your words never fail. 🙂
Reads like a cadence of images. I enjoyed
…not sure if the dragon will like that dipping tongue…ha, his scales are quite the gem to be bathed under saliva… cool write… smiles…
Not quite sure what to make of this, which probably says more about me than about the poem.
Truth be told, the dragon is a river.
I just like working with surreal/mytical images right now. I’m having fun leaving sense behind. I am getting pretty spaced out with words right now.
And thank you for commenting and reading. It’s nice to have many view points and to be reminded of clarity.