Year of the Wood Dragon

My photo – Taunton, Somerset

Nobody saw the signs
although they heard the music 
as they crowded under neon lights. 

No-one knew what to make 
of such an eerie song
and they didn't see the figure
dance among them 
quietly like smoke, a ghost
emerging from its bark -

pure air and water,
wood and fire,

and the daybreak 
a yawning child
offering something akin to hope.