I dream of dragons
Whirling through a blasted landscape
Of molten rock and burning mists.
Perched on a mountain ledge
Watching their mad, headlong dive
Between the peaks and into the precipice
I cannot breathe;
Can only stare in fascination
At the joy and the power - no thought of risk.
Behold a lone dreamer
With no sword, and no shield, and no fear,
In a world conjured up by a fantasist.
Yet I stand witness,
Filled with wonder and close to tears,
Guardian of dragons and the abyss.
In my new reality
I unfurl my wings and seize the wind.
With breath of fire I rise, demon-kissed.
I am dragon.
A contest entry
- Titles.. Titles and Did I Mention TITLES???!!! by NooNiThEWitcH.
405 points, ended July 26, 2007, 31 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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WOW! I absolutely LOVE this poem!!
I have never read anything like it before and I have enjoyed reading it soooo much!
Very magical, and I like how you have woven your poem!
I am so glad you entered this poem in my contest, I thank you for it and wish you the best of luck. Keep on writing,
Nooni
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Many thanks
I was surprised an delighted to win bronze in your contest. Thank you so much especially for your lovely comments. I will make a point of checking your poems and adding acomment whenever I can. Thank you once again.
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