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Dragonsong

by Nancy Ames

The fire flies
through dragon skies,
the fire flows
from volcanoes.

The fire flows
from volcanoes.


The fire glows,
the dragon knows,
`neath snow and storm
it keeps us warm.

`Neath snow and storm,
it keeps us warm.


Wings, claws and scales
and dragon-tails
were never burned
by worms that turned.

Were never burned
by worms that turned.


A flagon deep,
blue flame and sleep
a taste of death
on dragon breath.

A taste of death
on dragon breath.


A red-tongued flame
would taste the same,
when dragon`s flight
speeds through the night.

When dragon`s flight
speeds through the night.


A double spark
moves through the dark,
and behind it lies
a dragon`s eyes.

And behind it lies
a dragon`s eyes.


12/03/2014

Author's Note: A novel I am writing about princes and dragons led to a volcanic cavern scene featuring a dragon-gang feasting and drinking around a table and this is their rollicking song, in a somewhat heavy metal style.

Posted on 12/04/2014
Copyright © 2022 Nancy Ames

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