Tag: Dragons

The Dragon of the night stirs and uncoils

in soft

timeless silence

It awakens and taints the horizon

in deep colours of sorrow

Begins slowly

to fly across the sky

on a tender

silent

darkening breeze.

*

Strands of sinuous smoke

rise from my cigarette

is taunted by the air

and torn apart

I watch all this

through my sad and hurt

deep blue eyes

My soul is crying

mortally wounded

In the comfort of

the Dragon of the night

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The Dragon of the night

hides me in shadows

careless of my pain

The cold stars

twinkle in its eyes

on its scales

The silence is soft and hurtful

I’m dying

in the roots of my mind

In my soft mortal flesh

in the presence of the gentle

and distant

faint White Queen of Midnight.

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I wail and cry tears of liquified soul

Deep fear, anguish and sorrow

I hurt

therefore I am

therefore I die.

*

I remember long ago

in ages lost forever

Forever is so long ago

forever is now

when I embraced

the Dragon of the night

and loved the Whan Queen

of the dark hours and they loved me.

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They showed me

life and day

The Whan Queen graced me

yes she gave me grace and power

The Dragon of the night

loved me and cared.

He whispered to me words and emotions

in quiet solitude

in my empty mind

He helped me ride the storms.

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I stand in the doorway

as a storm erupts

I stand as a crucified

as a damned

My hands on the frame

my head and hair hung down

The rain whips my back

and life humiliates…