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From The Womb Of Fire, Warmed By The Face Of A Singular Sun (27)

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Embracing gifts of mind, clasped hand to hand,
She followed where caverns of darkness led
Through the fires of burnt forsaken land,
Hearing the cries of the forgotten dead
Standing at the feet of life's tarnished monument.
Forever the dragon stationed by her side;
In this longing her youthful days were spent
With no earthly attachment to abide,
Strange and dreamy visions infiltrating her eyes.

Never bondage as strongly chained as this
With day and night itself inseparable
Walking unseen through the thick clouding mist
Stifling breath within the swollen air
Leading a child's heart to the dungeon of despair.
She saw the dragon, in its claws she slept,
While it guarded her as she slumbered there,
And the coarse heat over her body swept
Till night winds came cooling the desert with its breath.

Drifting in breeze her morning song was heard
Climbing the sandy dunes, suddenly
She would start and rise, like an unseen bird,
Whom hope wakens filling the eastern sky
Accentuating chords in waves of melody.
Attachments to a soul are woven strong
Sourcing passion like inlets to a sea,
In triumphant strains that struck her spirit's tongue
To the dragon's glory the innocent child sung.

Soft notes floating through heights on airy streams
Lingering, penetrating without haste,
Painting with broad emotive strokes, scenes
Visualized with internal longing, then waits
For each note's musical pleasure to succeed.
Enriching hearts with glandular vibration
Pumping in a quickened rapturous state
Soaring in novel flight as if on wing
Beyond the scope of nature's wild imagining.

Whom had never loved, had not heard her song,
Where buds of spring arise in sudden birth,
Warmed by the face of a singular sun
Created to comfort a cold and shivering earth
Pulsing through the darkness of a stunned universe.
Through power of its heat all things became
As hearts remade who heard her sounding verse
And to her people achieved a glorious fame
When she bared her flesh to the fire of the dragon's flame.

This beloved child indoctrinated this way;
Left gasping beneath a virginal shroud,
Her eyes dancing to fire's hypnotic sway
Led to the gaping void of the dragon's mouth
Walked into the blackness of that thundering cloud.
Dazzling brightness lit her earnest face
Driven by fire's intoxicating flow,
Not a cry, moving with soundless grace,
Taken by the hands of fire's elemental shape.
Thursday, March 11, 2021
Topic(s) of this poem: dragon,story,fire,child,queen,song
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
From The Womb Of Fire, a series of poems written in Spencerian Stanza about the adventures of Mavros, a black dragon. In this segment, the child queen is recalling her earliest visions of Mavros and then being offered to him as sacrifice by her people. She is ultimately consumed by his fire and then reborn into a new and more powerful form. Some of this takes part in earlier segments of the poem.
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COMMENTS
Douglas Scotney 14 March 2021
dazzlingly bright....
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A masterpiece, indeed, that deserves hundred stars, Captain Cur.
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A fabulous poem of adventures of Mavros. A rebirth and resurrection from the womb of fire.
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M Asim Nehal 12 March 2021
A masterpiece! ! ! ! ! Everything came live to me as I went by each verse. One of your best poem to-date. Loved it.100****
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Kostas Lagos 11 March 2021
Tolkien and Moorcock would be proud!
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