Dragon's Wrath
Dragon's Wrath
The Dragon's wrath
It burns my soul
It takes my breath away
And in its shadow
I will hide
Until the break of day.
And on that mourn
When dawn is born
I'll make my get away
I'll climb to heights
With all my might
And leaping from
The highest mount
My soul will take its flight.
I'll soar above
The earth so free
In sweetest revere
And look upon the earth below
The Dragon I will see.
And fearlessly I will soar
For I will finally see
This beast of dreams
And earth bound schemes
Has no power over me.
poem by Lynne FincherSpringarden
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One mighty danger to appear
In all the land we bow.
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And worked mine or his
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What a dragon is Tibet?
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Rose from my Love
Rose from my love,
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With teeth like daggers,
Claws of steel,
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Do not steal the maiden,
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Remember me,
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We be Dragon's...
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From the daily grind of reality.
Minds shall soar to heights anew,
This is where we live both me and you.
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Impossible is possible until the end.
Knowledge is meaningless when few can see,
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Red Dragon
Of a great red dragon,
Having seven heads and ten horns;
Of a great red dragon,
Having seven crowns upon her heads;
But, the twenty-four Elders need peace at their seats.
Of the red dragon,
Like the time of the dead!
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For she who is with a child is labouringh in pain;
And the red dragon is ready to take up the child!
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Dreeka Dragon’s Crown
Cold blue ice rain falling down,
falling on the dragon’s crown,
Making it sparkle and shimmer real bright,
the rain keeps pouring all through the night.
When Dragon Queen wakes up to see,
she notices crown has one but three,
three stones that where placed there last night,
placed in the crown very just right.
Placed by an elf that is the keeper at the gate,
he is the one who will see the dragon’s fate.
For he knows where the potion is that will break her spell,
he was there the night in which it fell.
For now dragon is waiting against time,
where she will one day rule in her kingdom divine.
(May 21,2011)
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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Red Dragon Tattoo
Monday gonna take a ride on
The n train down to coney island
With the money I saved
Gonna get me engraved
Drink down a lot of basil hayden
Get kicked out when I cant see straight and
What an island can be on
Under the neon
Red dragon tattoo
Is just about on me
I got it for you
So now do you want me
With nothing to prove
Will you be my honey, oh yeah
In you I confide
Red dragon tattoo
Im fit to be dyed
Am I fit to have you
I hear the man say you want to see the others
A mermaid and a heart that says mother
But I dont know from maritime
And I never did hard time
I brought a .38 special cd collection
Some bactine to prevent infection
And in case I get queasy
A photo of easy rider
Red dragon tattoo
Is just about on me
I got it for you
So now do you want me
With nothing to prove
Will you be my honey, oh yeah
In you I confide
Red dragon tattoo
Im fit to be dyed
Am I fit to have you
Will you stop pretending Ive never been born
Now I look a little more like that guy from korn
If you came a little bit closer
Youd see it isnt painted on
Oh no no no
Red dragon tattoo
Is just about on me
I got it for you
So now do you want me
With nothing to prove
Will you be my honey, oh yeah
In you I confide
Red dragon tattoo
Im fit to be dyed
Am I fit to have you
In you I confide
Red dragon tattoo
Im fit to be dyed
Am I fit to have you
song performed by by Fountains Of Wayne
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Care For Some Tea? - A Kyrielle
If you are smart, you will listen to me
Remember not all tales are just make believe
Dragons in snuggies are not just seen on TV
Never say yes when a dragon invites you to tea
I don't know how I got there, I hadn't a clue
But the next thing I heard was one lump or two
And he smiled most wide with his eyes all agleam
Never say yes when a dragon invites you to tea
His teeth were all pointy, as long as my shoe
And with a smile like that, who was I to refuse
So I smiled as I stammered 'can I have three? '
Never say yes when a dragon invites you to tea
If you are smart, you will listen to me
Never say yes when a dragon invites you to tea
poem by Sheri Hockman
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Good Morning Beautiful
One of these days you'll break me of many things
Some cold white day, but you're crazy if you think I would leave you this way
You should wake up before the wrath comes
(me and you) could take off before the wrath comes...soon
And one of these days I pray it will be sometime soon
On a day like today, you'd be crazy not to want me to teach you the way
You should wake up before the wrath comes
(me and you) could take off before the wrath comes...soon
Well I know what you're like - I've read it on the walls
You're too tired, you choose heaven over the earth and me but come on please...
You should wake up before the wrath comes
(me and you) could take off before the wrath comes
Well (maybe you) should take off
(yeah you) should take off
song performed by by Deftones
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She guards the guardian Story poem
The dragon soars on silver wings
and as he flies the dragon sings.
Of where he’s been and what he’s done.
Since first he hatched beneath the sun
He can despite his mighty size,
dance in the air so gracefully
He is the focus of all eyes
His audience watch gratefully.
His singing voice a baritone.
He sings a love song to his mate
Condemned for now to wait alone.
The dragon’s flight decreed by fate.
A dragon’s task is to protect
And this is what he means to do
He does not know what to expect
But does as fate has bid him to
It might be just a false alarm.
Although he is prepared to fight
to shield his people from all harm
A sacred duty and a right.
He disappears into the blue
too high too far for us to see
And does what guardians have to do
He then returns triumphantly.
Another battle he has won.
Swiftly returns to join his mate.
He is a doughty champion
a fact that we appreciate.
Earth bound; again the dragon sings.
His vibrant tones rise to the skies
Enfold his mate within his wings.
She lies content with half closed eyes
He must renew his energy.
In case some challenge should arise.
She snuggles in contentedly.
The dragoness for she is wise.
He has his task and she has hers.
A joint responsibility
The dragoness knows what she prefers
to lie together quietly.
But she accepts without demur.
He has no choice but play his part.
She knows he will return to her.
She is the keeper of his heart.
09/07/2009
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poem by Ivor Or Ivor.e Hogg
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Consult your dragon before you wager his hide.
Melaine Rawn in Dragon Star 1: Stronghold
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Taking The Wings Of A Dragon
Here I am staring at the sun, wondering what I've become. Was I on the run? Well now its over. Im taking the wings of a dragon and getting ready to fly. I want to embrace the sky. I want to live my life before I die. I don't want to hide behind contradictions or lies. So here I am staring at the sun, wondering what I've become. Was I on the run? Well now its over. I'm taking the wings of a dragon and getting ready fly. Empty the mind, open the soul and let it all flow through. Broken hearts can be glued. I know that at one time it seemed as if I was screwed. But I have paid those dues. And now its time to move. So here I am staring at the sun, wondering what I've become. Was I on the run? Well now its over. I'm taking the wings of a dragon and getting ready to fly. The awe inspired. The truly desired. Stop to admire. What if that was yours? Oh so much do I adore. I must explore so much more. Never deny a chance to change the score. A riddle within is where I must begin. I must see this to the end. So here I am staring at the sun, wondering what I've become. Was I on the run? Was I on the run? . Well now its over. Im taking the wings of a dragon and getting ready to fly. I'm getting ready to fly.
poem by Ace Of Black Hearts
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I'm Flying Free
Let the clouds sway with the wind,
Let there dance storm like Nataraja;
Let me uproot my soul, from its soil.
I cherish to fly from this fever,
From the weary way, of my trodden earth.
I'm a spirit who can't love, hate
Can't stick to my hackneyed soul...
Take me away away from this world,
where hatred has Medusa's head,
And the Dragon's breath...
I smell my dripping blood.
Trust won't search another,
Trust, leaving nothing, no
Bones, ashes, the burnt blood
Nothing...I'm flying free!
poem by Nilakshi Das
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