And a shake
Trembling, twisting, turning
Pushing against enclosed bonds
Freedom as the world gives way
And a small twisty creature lies wet and quivering
Amongst a bed of gold coins and copper scales
A yellow serpent’s eye stares down
From way up high
As far away as the sky
And the little creature, all tail and neck
Emits a questioning peep
The mass creature rumbles a reply
A growling purr
That sets the earth to quaking and the coins clanking
The giant head dips down
To nuzzle soft, barely-formed scales
Hello, my love, she whispers
Welcome to the world.
No structure, no rhyme, no rhythm, this one was purely free-form I thought it was a good day to play with adjectives and since the prompt for NaPoWriMo was to write a greeting, it occurred to me that the egg from Dragon Mother was just about ready to hatch :).
Posted on April 17, 2013, in Midnight Ramblings, NaPoWriMo, Wolfsong and tagged dragons, family, legends, love, magic, mythical creatures, myths, NaPoWriMo, poetry. Bookmark the permalink. 13 Comments.