Classic Poem

Owls mimic human speech,
Dragons suck in mountainous waves
They can, during broad daylight,
Coax you with pleasant clear breezes,
Shake judgment, make all living things stumble,
Gather reeking smells to spread from deep vines.
Toothed streams, bleak and bottomless,
Hacksaw froth, found everywhere.
Slanted trees where birds won't nest,
Dangling gibbons swing past them
You can't listen to the laments of the gorges,
For nothing can be done about the bitterness there.