The Dragon Egg

The Dragon Egg

7 February 2018

 

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She could see that he was speaking but she could not hear him anymore. It was as if she was in a deep tunnel underground with the waters rushing above it. He sensed that she was not hearing him anymore and reached out to slightly shake her shoulders to jolt her back into awareness of what he was saying and she felt the sensation dim. He was telling her that she had a son who was now six years old and who was a hybrid. He was born from a relationship that she had broken off more than six years ago.

She was still puzzled as to how she could have conceived the baby without having to carry it within her womb. He told her that the hybrids did not require to be carried in the womb of a human mother until maturity but just needed to be conceived and kept within the womb for a number of weeks. After that they were able to be transported and kept elsewhere in certain conditions until they hatched. She felt a curious click when he mentioned the word hatched. It made her think back to a moment during the relationship when her boyfriend’s mother had come to meet her. They had met at the airport and the older woman had behaved strangely with her, her arms going all around her in an odd way before they had departed.

She remembered how her boyfriend had mentioned that his mother had come to retrieve the egg. She had dismissed the whole matter from her mind as being ludicrous at the time but now things seemed different. She thought back to the times when she could hear a baby crying in her head and had believed it to be linked to her children being away from her for a short period. She also thought back to the times when she had felt a telepathic communication of desperation from someone she could not identify as well as to her increasing obsession about dragons. She had still sent comforting thoughts to that being at each communication she felt although she could not identify who it was.

The final communication just before it had been cut off was the description of a young human being with a tail that could retract at will. It also described the way the mother of her ex-boyfriend had retrieved the egg from her. Apparently the egg was vibrating at a different frequency level than the one she was vibrating at. This difference in frequency allowed the older woman to isolate the egg in the womb from the womb and be able to pull it out in the open air where it remained invisible and keep it with her. She had then taken the egg with her back to South Africa where she had placed it in the incubator until it had hatched. The result was a handsome young boy who could move at will between the appearance of a dragon and that of a human with only the tail remaining sometimes when he did not use enough energy for the transformation.

She looked again at the man in front of her. He was telling her that the young boy needed her now because he was growing strong and would not listen to anybody else. For some reason, despite their separation, he had formed a very strong bond with her and had demanded to be reunited with her. She wondered what it would be like to mother this hybrid child. Would she have the strength to teach him right from wrong and be able to go through with any punishments if he did not obey. Rewarding a strong hybrid would not be an issue but how to punish a strong hybrid that could cut you to pieces if he wished to ?

The man could see all of these questions go through her mind as she thought and he reassured her that the child seemed to have already developed an immense loyalty to his mother he did not know. In fact, many of the things that would have otherwise happened to her when she put her ex-boyfriend out of her life were rendered impossible by his intervention. Right from the safety of his egg, he had projected a field of energy around her to shield her from any harm according to the man. She smiled with a mixture of pride and amazement. She would take care of him. He was her boy after all and would grow to be a fine dragon human.

Rockabye – Clean Bandit ft. Sean Paul & Anne-Marie

Candlesticks

Candlesticks

3 August 2016

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Alternate

Reality hums

It welcomes

This darkness

A gathering in prowess

Powers of shadow

 

We speak word

Of wavering flames

Time’s duress

Cloaked in steel

Edge grazing knees as I kneel

In sunken prayer

 

Heart slayer

Crouching dragon steams

Birth of Fire

In my veins

Blazing shards of them remains

As embers retreat

 

Time’s defeat

The waters will surge

Days to purge

Beings made

For the changeling lies the spade

Fire and water

 

Fourth daughter

Bringer of the realms

In dark ink

Nothingness

The growing heat to harness

Explosions of me

 

Flying free

In purple clad skies

Candlesticks

Light the way

Renew temples where we pray

The newborn sunlights

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Labyrinth of Dreams – Nox Arcana

In Memoriam – Arcana

Un passage silencieux – Arcana

Inner Pale Sun – Arcana

Promise of the Fall

Promise of the Fall

24 July 2016

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All is spent

Efforts and prayers

The Dragon

Uncovers

Scales and gills under layers

Mistaken for flesh

 

Blue genies

Sing of oncoming

Nocturnal

Silent flights

When we will roam into nights

Deeper than cyan

 

Man lion

Keeper of the sun

We are one

Under oath

What seeps in one seeps in both

The blazing branches

 

Dining smoke

Ribs a black anthem

He inhales

I exhale

Withered lungs flailing ribcage

Burning in the rage

 

The regrets

They serve no purpose

The chest dark

The heart white

Intervals give me respite

Between mighty breaths

 

In due time

My rhyme will explain

The meanings

Of the pain

When the dewdrops will recall

Promise of the Fall

 

Reading of the poem: 

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A matter of Time – Dillon

Your Flesh against Mine- Dillon

Lightning Sparked – Dillon

Counting my changes

Counting my changes

15 February 2016

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Dragon creed

Our wings are shelter

For the weak

Our souls meek

We shun the glitz and glitter

Though we’re born of stars

 

The old code

Is more than adage

Not mere tale

Past glory

We have none to assuage

That time may erode

 

Soul swollen

Eternal homage

Bursts in me

Thwarted plea

Now forgotten I don’t flee

The waking moments

 

Bosoms bare

The heart of thunder

You wonder

Why not fear

The shield is but for the feud

No destiny’s spear

 

Knave and lewd

They gather hell’s fire

Rake fallen

Spew desire

There is a riddle I admire

She says it on Nile

 

We crawl slow

Then we stand proud tall

Before age

And fate’s weight

Curb in us the springy gait

And three are our legs

 

We cover

Our humanity

And frailty

Saucy words

Invisibility’s cloak

Weapons of the mind

 

There is truth

In between the lies

Where we find

Redemption

Overhauling weaknesses

Pennies in the sun

 

They shine slight

She innerves them light

Tolerance

Daily task

In their brittle light I bask

Counting my changes

 

Reading of the poem:

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It’s Time – Imagine Dragons

Demons – Imagine Dragons

Roots – Imagine Dragons

Dragons in Heart

Dragons in Heart

13 December 2015

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I was nominated for the dragon loyalty award. While I don’t usually follow up on awards in general, I was inclined to do it for this one because of the person who nominated me, Tosha Michelle, a wonderful writer and musician who writes artfully and with a lot of insight, passion and beauty in what she expresses. If you do not know her writing or her songs, please do check her out at http://laliterati.com/

She also has many other aspects to her that I will let you discover from her blog.

 

The rules are 1) Display the award on your blog. 2) Announce your nomination with a post and link the blogger who nominated you 3) Present 6 deserving bloggers with the award (see below) 4) Link your awardees in the post 5) Write 7 interesting facts about you

 

So here I go with the facts (I had to remove the OCD part because the person nominating me already got there before I did  and also because it has become thankfully almost non existent in my life now)

 

  1. I was a hyperactive kid with a very high IQ but with absolutely no sense of being social so I liked to be a lot by myself. Thankfully through the years of growing up my IQ went down and what is now called my EQ went up so I became more sociable
  2. When I was a child, I used to spend most of my time day-dreaming and gazing at the stars because I was convinced that my home was up there and that I was not meant to be here on Earth. I still have a big attraction for the skies but the sense of longing, unbearable nostalgia and wanting to go away immediately has thankfully reduced over the years.
  3. I was called “swallow the moon” (“gobe la lune” in French) because you could make me believe just about anything when I was a child and an adolescent. I never failed to believe that people were telling the truth no matter how far-fetched what they said seemed, which earned me my first nickname
  4. I was extremely lazy and barely studied but always scored the highest marks and consistently was the first in class except for the last year of my school (graduation year to my parents’ and school teachers’ utter dismay) when I went through a rebel phase and decided that I was not going to study at all but just go to the beach almost all the time  because I was fed up of being first and wanted to be just like everyone else for a change. I actually wanted that since a while but that was the first year I got the courage to disobey.
  5. My latest nickname which has stuck with me since my young adult age – first uttered by a boyfriend long gone now (may he RIP) – is Blue. You can consider that I have a very very long Blue period unlike Picasso because I have not yet changed my nickname to anything else. I feel good being Blue
  6. I love playing 3 to 5 minutes chess games called blitz on a website called freechess.org and sometimes can get totally engrossed by this to the point that I can forget to eat until night falls when I am alone (when my kids are away). Thankfully my children are with me except for school holidays so that keeps me on track for eating most of the time.
  7. I wanted to be an artist and had always loved drawing and sketching but am self-taught as I was not able to take art courses (directed by my parents when I was younger and then hogged up by life’s constraints later). To console myself for not being able to follow art orientation instead of sciences at school I used to draw on my pants and paint them much to my mother’s dismay and the anger of my school teachers as it was back in the 80s and having painted jeans was not fashionable yet. I still like to draw and paint though on canvas since a while and find it very comforting and a good way of expressing myself.

 

Moving on to the awardees, I would like to nominate the following people (I would have loved to include Tosha and Eric but the first nominated me and the second was already nominated by the first). I have to say there are so many more who should be nominated in general because their work is so beautiful and interesting but as this list has to be limited to 6 I stopped it at that figure choosing those who made me somehow think of the characteristics of a dragon as I see the creature.

  1. Deborah aka dancingpalmtrees (http://dancingpalmtrees.com/) a fine human being and writer who has a very fiery spirit and does not hesitate to speak her mind. Aside from being an amazingly insightful and sensitive writer, she is also a much needed support and beacon of light for her brother Stephen who is a grown man suffering from autism. Her current battle is to ensure that siblings get the same rights as parents in terms of days of leave to take care of a family member in need.
  2. Thomas aka FT Ledrew (https://hooklineandinkwell.wordpress.com/) an amazing writer and Senryu master aside from his photography and baking skils. He introduced me to many art forms (alas by inference and not by direct contact) through the beautiful poetry he wrote in those art forms. I always look forward to reading his poetry.
  3. Annie aka pixieannie (http://ponderingsofapixie.com/) a very creative lady who amazes me not just with her outreach into the world of poetry, photography and drawing but also with her capacity to cut down trees, use tools that in my limited upbringing I thought only men could master. We can safely say she is my Heroin because she is capable of doing so many things I could only dream of doing
  4. Dajena aka moonskittles – her name is pronounced like Diana – (https://moonskittles.wordpress.com/) a witty and very talented writer who multiplies herself between her family/worldly life and a beautiful blog which she populates with creative output in the form of poems, beautiful photography or sometimes recounts whether fiction or stories about things that actually happened in her daily life
  5. Paul aka Paully (https://paully1965.wordpress.com/) a writer with an extreme sensitivity and a very generous heart who writes beautiful poetry
  6. Tony Single (http://crumblecult.com/) whom I “discovered” not so long ago and who is an amazing cartoonist (I am a fan of the strange crumble world now), poet, keen observer of human nature and who also likes and expresses himself through photography. All of these talents are showcased in different sites that you can discover when you visit his crumblecult site.

 

 

 

 

And so they lived happily ever

And so they lived happily ever

11 December 2015

 

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Once upon Time, not so long ago

There lived fussy woman who always loved to say no

 

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Many a suitor would come as knight

With most shining armour but with teeth yellow in light

 

Our woman raised princess would look, say

I like ye outer shell but ye rotting inner nay!

 

Try as they might to remove decay

All the knights one by one were only faced with dismay

 

Plan they concocted for her to sway

The mightiest dragon for their princess they would slay

 

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Calling creature she puckered lips

And lo and behold through fantasy world here he slips

 

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You summoned me for a lifetime’s span

But forgive me my Lady I forgot my best man

 

The Lady said that was not the plan

But the Dragon blew upon the knights in their tin can

 

And as the knights panicked and then ran

To finally dawn upon her the story began

 

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She realised that Dragon was King

And she being his Queen was now the story’s ending

 

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And so they lived happily ever

She bore him fifty children and all were so clever

 

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The Old Code – DragonHeart

Final Scene – DragonHeart 1996

To the Stars – Randy Edelman

Dragon Age – Lindsey Stirling

 

 

 

Ten was the Number

Ten was the Number

23 October 2015

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You led strong the path

Stark contrasts blinded the eye

That dwelt in the mind

 

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I walked yesterday

Within your footsteps’ clamours

We both lost the way

 

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Recovering sight

I shook the night’s salty waves

And brought you the light

 

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You breathed into me

Heat of a thousand dragons

Forgotten treasure

 

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I frosted your mind

Brought to it a chilling peace

My deadly waters

 

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Tendrils lily white

Reaching out to ink pitch black

Rewrite nuances

 

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Softly exploring

I opened the Heart Channel

Regenerating

 

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Tomorrow’s bud stems

From roots that creep within Earth

Nine reaching for skies

 

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From nine we split Three

As you and I climbed the Tree

Climbing us becomes

 

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Ten was the Number

We had decomposed from nine

As the candles hung

 

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