Got the eyes of a dragon,
In a single glare
Of ancient wisdom you become aware
The eyes of a dragon
In darkness, piercing through
Forever haunting you
Raise
Your wings & fly my friend
Away from this land where you’ve been sent
Raise
Your wings & disappear my friend
Into myth where so many of your kind have went
Fly. Fly away
Expand
Your sight and see my friend
What effect you’ve left the day
Expand
Your vision and focus my friend
And see there never was another way
Fly, fly away, and go
You live by rules man can’t comprehend
You come from a place mankind can never know
Fly, fly away, and go
When they come to stop your flight
Scorch and singe the earth that night
Make them rue the sins they might
Make them believe you’re cruel
With a serpentine smile
And a mask of scales
Block the skyline
Erase the sun
Soar above the cloudy days
Engulf them with your might of shape
Encompass the moon round and round
Devour the landscape with your sound
Fly. Fly away
Before the massacre begins
Don’t turn around. Don’t look behind
There’s nothing here to find
Except heartache and pain
Very nicely done, once again great rhymes adding to the pace. Love the use of dragon myth/lore. Kind of a darker edge to it there at the end, a massacre I hope never begins.
ReplyDeleteAlso like the way you played with words, "devour the landscape with your sound" really sticks out, as does many others. Great piece.
Thanks Pat, glad you liked it. Yeah I've been wanting to write another dragon themed piece for a while. I'm really fascinated by dragons and all sorts of myth based creatures. When I was younger that's all I used to write about actually. Have them all still, overstuffed folder upon folder in my closet. One day I'll get into them again. But anyhow, just had this thought today How bout we do a dragon poem today, and so I did.
ReplyDeleteYeah I have to admit those last few sections are my particular pets of the piece. Love the word landscape so devouring with sound was just enough off the norm- definitely my favorite line.
Oh, and the massacre won't take place if the dragon doesn't come back:, if it keeps on flying it'll be fine:)
Thanks again for the visit
Very interesting poem. A great story told in a mystical, way. I see the dragon as a symbol, but can't decide if that was your intent. Magical work. very enjoyable.
ReplyDeleteWow, love your poem. Flows nicely. Dragons are awesome!
ReplyDeleteyes... we are the dragon..... fly fly away in the weight of the world!
ReplyDeletewonderful analogy!meaningful philosophy!! :D
nice...some fancy form and word play...i have a rather affinity for dragons as well...used to read a lot of fantasy novels back in the day...if not for the massacre (which would happen if they did, we would just to see what makes them tick like we do with anything new or that we do not understand) i would love to see them in the skies...
ReplyDeletevery nice! loved the images portrayed here!
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ReplyDeleteYour poem evokes a magical, dark world. I hope you won't hate it that I say this, but it reminds me of "Puff, The Magic Dragon", and the serpentine smile evokes the Grinch for me (I love those stories).
I am generally drawn in by the mystery of a creature that can only properly exist in a certain realm of time and space. You successfully create a real feeling of tension between the attraction to the mythical beast of yore, and the sad inevitability of being separate from him. I am glad today was a good day to write a dragon poem for you. I enjoyed it.
I loved the write, the line "engulf them with your might of shape" was killer!
ReplyDeleteMarbles, thanks for the visit and feedback. Glad you enjoyed the poem:)
ReplyDeletemy joy, lunawitch, abthomas and mp. Thanks to you all for the visits, really appreciate that. Glad you each enjoyed the poem. Thanks so much:)
ReplyDeleteBrian, I completely agree, What a sight that would be. Hopefully they would be treated properly and could live amongst us in peace, but I doubt that scenario would bear true. But it would certainly be something to see wouldn't it? I also read a lot of fantasy novels when I was younger, remember those times fondly. Thanks for the comment and for the visit. Really appreciate it:)
ReplyDeleteElaine, thanks for the visit and for the comments. No I don't hate the reference at all. Poetry is about evoking thoughts and images to the reader. Poetry can have infinite interpretations. Besides, although I didn't draw on these references when I wrote the piece, I've always loved the puff story as well as anything from the doctor. Thanks again:)
ReplyDeleteWonderful rhyme and flow! I love the use of dragons here (they so appeal to my myth loving imagination). Nice!
ReplyDeleteI love the feel of this poem, myths have always fascinated me. Fabulous
ReplyDeleteapt write...
ReplyDeleteGlad to see you share.
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I love this... I love the visual as well. Very well done.
ReplyDeleteRaivienne, Mindlovemisery, Jingle and Classic. Thanks for stopping in. Really glad you all enjoyed this piece. Myths are wonderful aren't they. thanks for the feedback, I appreciate it:)
ReplyDeletePower takes flight and so do you! Great work!
ReplyDeleteSober, thanks for visiting and leaving a comment. I'm really glad you enjoyed the poem and thanks for the kind words, I appreciate them very much. thanks again:)
ReplyDeleteGreat poem. I love the ending! Well written :)
ReplyDeleteNorma, thanks for the visit. Really glad you enjoyed the piece. Thanks again:)
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