poem Tyrannosaurus Rex poem

J. Arthur Rank does not present,
But it is here,
It is still here down in the rock,
Strata wise of the ages:
The dinosaur moves, de profundis;
Damyata; the jungle reverbrates
Midnight in moonlight.
The ferns sway to seismic footsteps
In the windless harsh highlight
Of Helios: Tyrannosaurus
Rex.
Six ton,
In Montana-to-be
Of blood bone and jaw,
Armor-plate rampage alive and alert
In the Upper Cretaceous,
In the millions B.C.
"His dragon world"
Overwhelms our footsteps.
Courtesy of Bradbury,
A sound of thunder ...