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VxPoem ID: 37991
Posted: March 28th. 2010 8:44:01 PM
Age Group: Adult
The sea it calls to me this day
Entrancing and hypnotic
The sun warming my heart
Amidst the crashing of waves
Scry for me begins the soft whisper
You are safe here for now
Show me all that you see
Then speak of all that you wish to cease
So that I may soar beyond the horizon
And from dank cold passageways
Your soul I will set free
The dark queen sitting steadily upon her throne
It is she who disguises herself this night
Slithering among the shadows
Seething at the taste of her own ignorance
Peering through windows
Awaiting her moment of consumption
Whilst she injects herself into others dreams
She can see you there my dragon
Lurking slowly behind her
She believes that she can control you somehow
But she does not yet understand
This fierce fire she has ignited within you
As well she dismisses what is not known
This brilliant blue stone shared between us
Its lustre after all these years goes undiminished
Lighting your pathway home
She is angered by the mere sight of me
Though I have done nothing but walk away
Exiling myself to the edges of the earth
I am nothing but a peasant
Simple is my existence
Graced solely by this lovingly overprotective dragon
I am oblivious to why she fears me so
There is nothing I can offer
Too it is not a battle I would win
Still, she searches
Day after day
Preparing for my arrival
Though it is in vain as I shall not be there
She will not find me among the masses
Those loyal subjects begging to be fed from below
For I have already been dealt a harsh blow
For once I went, I saw and in my blindness asked
Please sir, my son he has nothing to play with
A stick or two, something, anything
If it means for a moment you would listen
I cannot tell you the courage it took
And as if a bolt of lightening crashed up on the earth
I was banished to my confines
Yet she waits all the same
For what it is I wonder
Surrender, confess, gravel for forgiveness
I won’t apologize for that which I cannot control
The wandering thoughts of others
Nor would I fight them should they come calling
Oh my that would just be stupid now wouldn’t it
Then again perhaps I would fight
mmmm….but only long enough to let go
Life is a double edged sword
One should think long and hard
What it is they truly want to see
But it is late now and my mind has grown weary
My vision blurred in the fading of the day
My body tired and unforgiving
The energy pours from me like a crystalline waterfall
With that the dragon returns from his stealth mission
Fearful of the cougar ready to pounce
And in one final swoop
Whisks me away to worlds unknown
Hidden far far away
Safely wrapped within the folds of his gentle wings
To sleep peacefully without sight or sound
Author's Notes: Just a story.
Author's Location: North Lauderdale, Florida
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