Winter, Lust, and Wonder
Scribblings by James Mahoney (2011)
Copyright © 2012-19 James Mahoney
Winter, Lust And Wonder is Available Here (Printed Version) & Here (Kindle Version)
Poem #2
Dragon Blood
Beneath the Fire Red Sky
Underneath The Star Lit Heavens
Beside a Pool of Blood and Magic…
The Baby Dragon is Born
His Egg Cracked, One of Three, But Only His Lies Open
His Mother, Oh So Near, But Look to the Skies and you shall See Her
What Now, Why This, Its first thoughts mustered
Swords have been Drawn, Son, The Mother Replies
And only you will have the Strength to Break them…
The Baby Draggling Stretches forth its Black Reddened Wings…
Its Teeth Sharp, His Eye’s Glistening Dark with Bright Stars Within them
If you Insist, Mother, I’ll Rise Again and Strike them Down Before me
But Know you This…
These Mortal Games of Power and Mist
Are Really Beginning to Bore Me
Suddenly, His Eyes Aim Up, and to the Air He does go…
His Size Does Morph, Fifty Folds One’d Say, He Cracks The Sky Above Them
Thunder Roars, Lightning Strikes, The Skies Fall to Pieces for him
When I Return…
These Humans will have Learned, Alone and Unguided…
They’ll Pay the Price, I Won’t Be Nice, My Dragon’s Heart shall Wane Them…
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