Category Archives: © Hilary Clark and “Pining for Poetry”, 2009-2026

Mystic Dragon

You’re never too old for a
pet dragon.
Wings bent, furled tight,
tucked into comfort against a
spiky tail.
The great eye opens to
catch the light, so
catch a ride
into the night sky, illuminated by
fire breath and reflection
iridescent of the moon upon his
scaly back.
Soar free across landscapes,
over oceans, one with a
mystical creature,
you an affectionate barnacle upon
his neck.
The ride ends.
Return to the lair.
Settle in among golden treasure.

Rest.

Tomorrow night, you and your
pet dragon
ride again.

© Hilary Clark, 2/26/2026

My poems are inspired by my art.  See the piece that inspired this poem here.

Wilding

In the last of the
places wild, my
Spirit grew
beyond a child.
Blooming, growing,
grounded, free,
by the hand, she
came home with me.
Goddess wild
trees of green
rivers run
the world is seen.
In the forest,
by the sea,
hear your heart,
so mote it be.

© Hilary Clark, 7/5/2025

My poems are inspired by my art.  See the piece that inspired this poem here.

(Feeling) Intuitive

Go with your gut
they say, but
who are they
to say
how
your messages
come through you?

Some
feel intuitive in
their heart.
Some in
their solar plexus.
Some
hear voices.
Some
see images.
Some experience a
deep, deep
knowing.

Feeling intuitive is not
restricted to
the gut,
although
the gut can be
a messenger.

Feeling intuitive is,
instead,
the act of
Being who
you
really
are.

© Hilary Clark ~ March 7, 2025

My poems are inspired by my art.  See the piece that inspired this poem here.