Pentadactyl

Dactyls are terrible lizards that fly at the mind,

pounding their emphasis boldly, Jurassical pelicans

dipping through breakers, the roaring of others behind,

beating Tithonian wings like the rotors of helicons.

 

Such a great leathery creature with talons will bind

even the boldest of poets, who long for a particle,

something more gentle to bring in a beautiful line…

Dactyls deny any space for an opening article.

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