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Reclining dragon flicks The pages of his book of dreams Nighmares reeling off in reams Of algorithms While aspiring alchemists weep and creep and Stare in squint eyed wonder at The red eyed beast
The eye That seeing eye Look deep and see The embers lying there
The creature from the black lagoon Rises Slimey goop dripping from its gums It yawns (bored I guess) Then slowly sinks back To the sticky stinking stench which has become Its home
No gentle waters here No sunset visions No fishing birds No ducks dabbling on the edges of the bank
Just a black, sticky, caked, stinking goo
And the feral plants have come Soaking up the refuse of years of waste gone by Drinking it in like the sweetest nectar Supping on essence de goop ...they thrive
Once upon a time There was a child born in Dublin And the years went by And the child now grew
But when the troubles began He left that Emerald isle forever For his parents as they did Sought peace
Sadly his memories are few Dug up by young roots Transplanted They flew
South America, Bolivia Venezuela too Still so young And still the memories few
To Brazil they moved And the memories from there remained Good times And smiling from the heart And a sense of 'being'
Heat bugs and lots of jungle A pet jungle cat that seems so huge But probably wasnt Still so young..so small
Remembering his father Ever the hard worker Ever the provider Ever the one who sought peace
Back to Bolivia they moved Moving with the work Working with the moves Until 'the troubles began' (again)
Leaving Bolivia and the troubles behind Once more they translocate Rhodesia was looking good And there was work there for An Irish construction worker Food in the belly for his family And hopefully....peace
And the boy who was once upon a time Was now eight And starting to take things in As a magnificent country held out its arms to greet him
Father being away As often as he was Working out on the veld The lad became (without knowing it) Self sufficient to a degree
Still too young to know Still too young to appreciate What was going on Around him And in him too
And then The troubles began
Mother and father once again Packed up their brood And left quietly For the land of the Long White Cloud
From the Emerald Isle This lad who was once upon a time Came to know Cold The snows And he came to know The mountains
And rejoined once more With the oceans of his birth From where his roots had grown Became aquainted again with the land With the waters And with the creatures that dwelled in this Land of the Long White Cloud And with himself
Scent of sea enlivens me Port Phillip Bay so coldly grey In Romany lies destiny But this day I shall not play The Equinox Pandora’s Box Solstice offers wonder Elusive fox undoes the locks Midst memories of thunder Dragons call in lava fall From Java East by North Into land forgiving all Planes of fate go forth
Had to share this one here with you Dragon Glad you caught it (and the moon too)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ buttery cheese fingernail moon hung low in a bright strewn sky Sillhouette trees in the shape of a spoon still play in night visions eye ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
You lot get in here and play Lifes too bloody short for all the misery I'm seeing round here You're alive Draw breath And live it...
What I seek cannot be found once found cannot be lost Not gold nor myrhh are valued there humility the cost Precious crucible of life alchemists once learned she is an unforgiving wife and so the page is turned
In origins beyond the end where endings are beginnings weakest pup will drink the cup to never count the winnings Wraths of fate will hesitate winter sun on spider web Distant view proclaims anew forbidden words unsaid
In the mauling of the falling downwards in ascent following my calling truth may now be rent Killing field shall always yield memories in thoe who go Wheel returns and passion burns as I find the flow
Same moon Salty Slightly different perspective .. . Horizon darkly overcast Pacifics raw malevolence Stormy sea and lightning sky offering magnificence Slivered moon in orange shows Eden lies behind Dragon Moon as it rose to open up my mind .. .
Bathed in silver light prismatic movements as I watch you like old celluloid you flicker in my mind and yet I am blind no vision of tomorrow just tears that leave me weak and even in the midst of sleep the torment continues
Hiya Pickles me luv The bloke wiv dee orses ead cane Bin smoochin mermaids I reckon E's smiling more dees days
Gawd help us Bluddy dragons and oceans Sea dragons mebbe
Me? I'm more into horses (sea orses that are)
EDIT: Gawd elp us all....e's taken to the beer n all *shudder* Eva seen a drunken laird floatin round an ocean dressed like a dragon and pongin like beer? lol
Beheaded yes perhaps its true and may the truth return to you reflecting what you truly need you seldom see a Dragon bleed
For anyone interested Sword?? is an Edo period washikazi Contrary to popular belief Katanas were only used for fighting The washikazi or short sword was the one used for beheading
Oh lookie there A bald Dragon not such a bad thing??!!....lol
That would've been a fine feast for thy dragon wrapped perhaps in a tortilla too??!! Salty Ham'n Pickles throw in some creamed cheese.....(not "fromunda cheese"...lmao) roll it up sliced with thine sword split'n in pieces to share!!
Waterfalls awaiting me precipice is far too near unbridling the ecstasy of liquid coolly clear visions of tommorrows dawn unravelling their magic dragon seeks the early morn to disappear in traffic .. .
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