I wanted to share my favorite poem of mine, inspired by the science fiction stories I was writing at the time. Wait, inspired by...my own stuff? Yeah, I rely on my stories when trying to branch out into unfamiliar territory, like poetry or songs. ;) Anyway, it seems to be a crowd favorite among people who have read my poetry. I keep trying to incorporate it into a song lyric, but so far the melody is just out of reach.

Dragons

In the orchard,
everyone keeps
their own
growing
tree,
which branches out
from a single trunk
and drops fruit
sweet and sour.

Sometimes an angel
will watch your work.
"You have worms in your orchard,"
she says.
"Kill them all,
before they grow
into dragons."

Dragons can happen to anyone.
When they grow too large,
they fly out in herds
and carve up the earth
like pieces of fruit.
There's not enough for them all,
and so they spit
balls of fire,
that their enemies' trees
won't grow.

But a tree that survives fire
is a twisted and brittle thing.