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Sam Vaghi Jul 2015
Her large eyes stare out
into the darkening red sky,
glowing emerald orbs that
reflect the white hot sparks
that leap off
her quickened breath.

Her mighty form
pauses upon the cliff edge,
her power restrained, for now,
in tight muscles beneath
glistening golden scales.
She is motionless,
But for the rhythm
of her rising chest
and the irritated twitch,
back and forth,
of her tail.

Her sharp, night black talons
****** deep into the dry earth
which desperately drinks in
the few drops of blue blood
that fall from superficial scratches
along her impenetrable hide.

Battered ****** shields
and shattered silver swords
litter the charred ground below her,
among cast aside corpses
of cruel hunters
that thought themselves
mighty, wise and brave.

Who come to prove
themselves
against the wildest of creatures,
but always fail,
underestimating
the mighty mind
behind those immortal eyes.
Built a crimson dragon out of cardboard boxes and dreams
Welded him with imagination, yarn, and spit at the seams
He always chuckles when I tell him silly stories
And taught me how to truly give and share
I'm the only one that knows
He breathes fire
And farts like thunder in his sleep
I keep his secrets and he keeps mine
Once flew him a million miles on friendship alone
But most of all
When darkness falls
And evil comes creeping and clawing from the black
I know in my heart of hearts
He will always have my back.
Childhood series #2
SøułSurvivør Jul 2015
^^/\^/\/\^

to climb the world of crags
the rock face clad in snow
men have given everything
to tred the icy floe

mountain sits
to tempt and lure
a special siren song
scaling up your scaly side
is only for the strong

for you are a dragon
breathing mist instead of fire
you can flick a climber
from your side
whenever you desire

you sleep and men are happy
you wake and we are shy
you shrug your mighty shoulders
and frail mortals die

but when you are peaceful
you inspire awe
we can stop
when we're on top

and touch the face of

GOD



soulsurvivor
(C) 7/4/2015
Watched a documentary about
Sir Edmund Hillary

Quite a man

^/\/\^^
Ryan Taylor Jul 2015
I crossed paths with a dragon today.
Smoke blowing from the holes in her face.
Suffering from the heat of her own exhaust.

Instead of flying above me gracefully, she hobbled before me.
Like her snowy white wings have long since given up on her.  

Once strong, leathery skin now grown soft with weaknesses.
Like a piece of broken armor.

Her eyes still held their draconic glow.
Blue and forceful.
Like waves crashing upon a shore.
Ryan Taylor Jul 2015
I crossed paths with a dragon today.
Smoke blowing from the holes in her face.
Suffering from the heat of her own exhaust.

Instead of flying above me gracefully, she hobbled before me.
Like her snowy white wings have long since given up on her.  

Once strong, leathery skin now grown soft with weaknesses.
Like a piece of broken armor.

Her eyes still held their draconic glow.
Blue and forceful.
Like waves crashing upon a shore.
Solaces Jun 2015
On the other side of this galaxy a light calls to me..  I travel on Star light wings to the shining light surrounded by a wicked darkness..  I find a planet much like mine there.   It is engulfed in a dark cloud of unnatural ash and smoke.. But there is a splinter of light that shines through the ash filled sky..   I fly toward the light and feel its heavenly warmth..   I see and feel the presence of a being down on the surface whom is battling the armies of hades and hell..  A planet full of demons and devils are trying to dim this warriors light..  He is the last of his kind..  He is cutting through them with two magnificent  blades made from sun light and moon light..  But he is growing weary and can barely stand..  He then drops down to one knee and puts both swords on the ground..  He prays,  "  And my final hour, I have loved you, I have remembered you, I have forgiven you.. I have slayed as much darkness as I can..  This will be the end of all of us..  But not without me making the darkness bleed.. With your light and love I ask that you please send to me the angel of the stars.. So that they may take me high above where I become a painting made up of star light for all eternity.. I ask this in prayer amen."   And so I pass through the ash filled sky and roar the roar of the Dragon..  The armies of demons and devils stop in awe at what they see before them.. I stand behind this last man here on this planet.. I then unleash a beam of light into the sky and burn away all the ash above..  The sunlight returns and begins to burn the demons and devils away..   With light wings I fly around the dark side of this planet and shine away all that is wicked away..  I then meet up with the last man before I depart..  I give to him a relic given to me by my fellow mage Osiris.. The relic of the star tear.. This is your prayer..  Become the angel of the stars..
The angel has arrived..
RH 78 Jun 2015
With a wink it fell.
Slipping, sliding down her cheek.
Oh.... if only I could bottle that stuff.
On eBay it would sell.
Skaidrum Jun 2015
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Ͼ Dragonite, Dragonite,Ͽ
>< >< ><
Chinking at your heartstrings,
can you hear
it
շfreezing?շ

>< >< ><

A blush to
your snowy skin
and so you
stop
⇷breathing⇸

>< >< ><

A eyelash brushes away
a century,
a blink knocks out
two more.

>< >< ><

Fetching back a inked paw,
hear me rapping (oh so knocking)
on
your
selladore?  (cellar door.)

>< >< ><

Ͼ Dragonite, Dragonite Ͽ
brush the stars from your hair.

Ͼ Dragonite, Dragonite Ͽ
Words and blotches are unfair.

But then again,
scatter your inkheart, dragon boy.
.
This ones for you, Kal.
Eat the sky out, mate.

© Copywrite
Solaces Jun 2015
My wings have turn into light.. They shine brighter than any star I have ever gazed at..  As I lift myself into the sky I outshine the night like a blue rising sun..  I then turn to the stars above and I leave the Planet behind me..  I have become a Star Dragon...  I have done what I was meant to do for so long.. I see colors that I have never seen before..  I feel as though this expanse is not big enough for me.. That this new eternity will some day end..  But my soul smiles inside of me and tells me " This is just the beginning.."    I feel a light calling to me on the other side of this galaxy.. It will be my first destination as a Star Dragon..
Secalos:  Astral Blue Star Mage:  Star fire Serpent of the cosmos..
Wings of light take me to the stars..
Poetic T May 2015
(Dragon)
Man of white as my wings flow, beware my breath in
Jest, as I will breath anger upon your robed chest.
Never question the fire that lights from inside.

A stick will burn as quickly as a foolish man, I have
No time for morals who wish to see the light of breath.
For all will be ash as my words are spoken upon a draft.

(Bearded Fellow)
Fear not white one who graces the sky with sun set
Breath, eyes never see the truth beyond their perception.
We are of a forgotten moment now passed in haste.

(Dragon)
You are an illusion upon my thoughts, you are as I am,
Ancient alone in a world changing faster than we can.
Misunderstood of ignorance of this humankind, man.

(Bearded fellow)
We are in need of slumber, to rest, till the memory of time
Has changed and we are once needed again, words were
As power but now we are forgotten relics of a past.

(Dragon)
We will fall to the deepest of silent deaths till we are needed.

(Bearded fellow)
Now we slumber a man of cloth covered in white sheets.

They slumber till this day awaiting that time when, all as
It was and shall be again, sleep white & grey till the day
Awakens you, we will await that impending day...
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