Saturday, 15 August 2026

One Poem by Ray Whitaker

 






DRAGONS


How could the anger go
the disappointment from then
the mad over lost love
dissipate from sight, 
from feelings?
Wafted away in a stiff breeze
Left.  Smoke drifting off
thru tree branches in the forest.

That primal woods, green conifers
covered in northern grey mosses 
humidity blown in from the coast
so thick on the ground
great brown bears walk silently on it.

This is one of Life’s Dragons
how that’s handled
determines wether we are burnt
to a cinder
or manage to ride the dragon
over the wooded seaside cliffs
flying inland to see the beauty
of a sudden glen in a verdant valley.

Ah, like that was not nothing,
meeting her was something




Ray Whitaker - Is an American poet from Colorado, USA. Ray is intent on becoming a part of International Poetry endeavours, having been published in Bali, England, Ireland, Belgium, India, Greece, Pakistan, and the US. Ray is the Editor of Masticadores Canada. He was a Delegate and read his work at the 2023 Panorama International Literature Festival, sponsored by Writers Capital International Foundation of Athens, Greece. He is also a Delegate to the 2024 Panorama Festival 2024.

 

Friday, 7 August 2026

Submissions ARE NOW CLOSED & will RE-OPEN on OCTOBER 1st 2026.

 




LOTHLORIEN POETRY JOURNAL UPDATE..Submissions ARE NOW CLOSED & will RE-OPEN on OCTOBER 1st 2026. I will continue to work through submissions received but please be patient. Due to a family emergency, my Muse and I have been caring for two of our grandchildren full time and are now going through the rigourous process of adopting them legally and and being vetted for a Special Guardian Order which will require regular meetings with relevant professional bodies until a judge decides whether or not we can be the two grandchildren's guardian's in December 2026. We have been their full time foster parents/carers since the start of July and are enjoying every day thus far. Have a lovely summer dear friends. LPJ GOES FROM STRENGTH TO STRENGTH - Just not with the same intensity for a while. Thankye for your understanding. xxxx Strider.


One Poem by Ray Whitaker

  DRAGONS How could the anger go the disappointment from then the mad over lost love dissipate from sight,  from feelings? Wafted away in a ...