Dragon Song


There’s a longing trem
-bled within her, a bitter embered
fire, an unquiet wanting.

She aches to feel exquisite
in her own fine scaled skin,
dance within some happy
web of wings. String
her tail with syllables
of treble, fret,
adagio kisses
breath of breeze
quiet psalms.

The sky is calling. See
that distant cloud? Watch
her stretch her silvered
throat and whisper lull
it close,
sizzle her way
to the stars.


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28 Responses to Dragon Song

  1. You are so consistent.. Every word is there, and new constellations into every read. Web of wings, embered fire… So many perfect little metaphors. Love it.

  2. Sanaa Rizvi says:

    Wow!! Love love love this De 😀 especially the closing lines “sizzle her way to the stars.”
    Sigh ❤

  3. Your creation in this poem is outstanding and remarkable achieved!

    These lines are my favorite of yours:

    She aches to feel exquisite
    in her own fine scaled skin,
    dance within some happy
    web of wings.

    Perfection of metaphors…you speak with such soothing touch and peace. 🙂

  4. thefeatheredsleep says:


  5. Mary says:

    Ah, when the sky calls, what else can one do but answer its call and sizzle one’s way to the stars!

  6. Waltermarks says:

    Very beautiful song, adagio kisses
    breath of breeze
    quiet psalms.
    I never knew dragons were so intense.

  7. You’ve got me thinking of Sarah Kay’s poem ‘Dragons’ here.
    I love the imagery of ‘string her tail with syllables.’

  8. The dragon is so beautiful and doesn’t realise it? She aches to feel exquisite is so touching and real!

  9. A dragon singing psalms! Perfect. I love it. Peace, Linda

  10. Bodhirose says:

    I can just picture her eyeing the sky ready to sizzle her way to the stars. Magnificent!

  11. Grace says:

    Love the imagery of the ending with the stars ~ But I specially admire the dramatic flair of the opening verses:

    There’s a longing trem
    -bled within her, a bitter embered
    fire, an unquiet wanting.

  12. Glenn Buttkus says:

    This dragon must have golden scales & honeysuckle eyes, a barely serpentine mythos, a dragon poet/lover/philosopher. This is strong medicine, though provoking poetics, that humanizes as it spins its own tail/tale.

  13. ghostmmnc says:

    Ahh, string her tail with syllables!! Wonderful! And, you’ve strung such lovely syllables together to weave this amazing poem! 🙂

  14. Shawna says:

    Drag-On Song. That’s how I feel. Like, girl, just shut up already. STOP “singing.”

    But then you lighten things up with the first line, stating that she might like a little haircut. 😉

    I love this: “an unquiet wanting”
    Big smiles for this: “She aches to feel exquisite”
    Nice: “adagio kisses”
    LOVE this:
    her stretch her silvered
    throat and whisper lull”

  15. kanzensakura says:

    This reminds me of a book I read many years ago in which we find that a dragon’s true secret name is not words, but notes of music, unique to each dragon. I love dragons and I love this. Sizzling her way to the stars….wow. wow again.

  16. “String her tail with syllables.” This line really lingers, I think because it’s so mysterious, and evocative. I’ll be thinking about this for awhile.

  17. MarinaSofia says:

    That poor dragon – and, implicitly, anyone who ever felt different or excluded or unwanted or misunderstood. Lots of musical imagery here, keeping it light.

  18. Your words have the power to enchant.

  19. ihatepoetry says:

    Such economy of words yet with expansive vision. Loved, the poem and you! – Mosk

  20. lillian says:

    oh my imagination just keeps rippling with this poem of yours! A beautiful dragon yearning for love, yearning to exquisite beauty, adagio kisses (love these two words!). Perhaps she sees a dragon shape in those clouds? A kindred soul of fire and wants to join him to sizzle in the stars.
    Absolutely love this poetic tale! Smiling I am….

  21. SomewHere deep in a WinTery
    cave.. timeless ageless
    trapped in now..
    a draGon
    dreams of
    anotHeR evernow..
    that’s more than
    a pLace
    free tHeir WinGs..:)

  22. Bryan Ens says:

    Enjambing “trembled” added to the trembling feel of this. Great piece.

  23. Love the use of internal rhyme which heightens the feelings in the poem as well as the meanings. Perfect metaphors In this context. Wonderful work.

  24. This is a delight. I love the personification of the dragon (and don’t we all have days when we feel like her?) The phrase, “Adagio kisses,” ooh I love that.

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