In a place of standing stones
a mighty beast awakens
Ivory ribcage aglow
fire raging in his belly
a mighty beast awakens
scaled wings flutter
fire rages in his belly
he is Omega the last of his kind
scaled wings flutter
Ivory ribcage aglow
He is Omega the last of his kind
In a place of standing stones.
Author notes
I chose option J. the dragon option. I have never tried this form of poetry before.
A contest entry
- Obscure Forms 01: The Pantoum (options -- points will go up) by intoothandclaw.
550 points, ended January 5, 7 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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For your first try that wasn't bad at all! Interesting how many of those last-dragon poems I've been getting in my contests. A lot of people seem to be on that wavelength with regard to dragons, totally unconnected to each other. I wonder what it is...
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