Sung soft, as a thousand birds, trilling low,
Its song rides the air upon which it flies.
Magical inducement for all to grow,
Fragrant earth and blooms, beckoned by its cries.
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Divine being with claws, horns, and lion’s mane;
Pearlescent ctenoids safeguard all, but wings.
Begetting fortune, hope, and a king’s reign;
Smaug, Yong, Mushu, it’s been named many things.
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Lazing in lush gardens, through ballad called,
My rough tongue with honey, thick, sits sweet.
Musing on orb’s temperaments, I’m enthralled;
Beautiful, violent, and calm all meet.
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Spring's melody brought forth; promise due, paid,
Betwixt basilisk and Tellus; lovers made.
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S.J. Frederick
I've been writing for a few years in my spare time. I'm trying to find my voice, though I'm not sure if I'll know when it's here. For now, I'm just enjoying the journey.
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Beautiful melding of dragon lore.