Poem XI - Sleeping with Dragons [Back catalogue]

Inspired to an extent by Gojira's "Where Dragons Dwell".

Once, I saw a dragon

With a lucent snow-white mane
And a glinting diamond eye;

To my balcony window it came
Where it sang a soft lullaby.

I drifted into darkness and dream
And soared away with the old beast

To lands of crystal and seas untame,
Where the sleeping dragons lie.

In the creatures' den we did alight
And I climbed atop a small crag and beheld:

Wingèd forms, some black as night,
Others that with divers colours could meld.

The most majestic of them stood before me,
Ancient and colossal like primæval tree.

Embraced by its span, by its might,
No more wondrous a thing ever me held.

This company of legends, this mythic throng:
As one they spoke—

But did not speak, rather, chorused a song
Of soporific note.

The diamond-eyed dragon then coiled round, acting as lee,
And I lay beside its breast, warmed by its hidden fiery heat.

I desired to remain, no matter however long;
But, forced, I awoke.

Once, I saw a dragon.

M.M. — Februarius MMX