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

Moon Petals

Moon Petals

15 November 2017

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Grey dawns pearl

Pushing back the night

It subsides

In circles

The Sun picking up the strides

Invades horizons

 

New day born

From womb that was torn

Miracles

Pulsating

Within mind’s webs creating

Remnants of her Art

 

The Mother

She anointed me

Moon Petals

Whispering

The moment when prayers ring

To temples in heart

 

Reading of the poem: 

Shoot the Moon – Norah Jones

Nightingale – Norah Jones

LoneStar – Norah Jones

The permanent game

The permanent game

17 June 2016

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I am wind

Blowing through the ice

Kissing peaks

Lurking deep

Within caverns of the Earth

Beckoning to sun

 

I am sun

Hiding my glory

Behind clouds

Amongst crowds

Blue red and gold define me

Purple is my frame

 

I’m water

Flowing through the streams

Gushing forth

Gathering

Glowing energy for all

As I rush to source

 

I am hole

Blacker than the night

Inhaling

Exhaling

Birthing rejecting matter

Parallel highways

 

I am Her

Eternal woman

My hand’s touch

Skies’ magic

The blue womb of creation

In red glove of Love

 

I am Time

Flowing forth both ways

Thrice forward

Once backward

Step back a recognition

Of the wayward path

 

I am storm

Darkest hues of skies

When lightning

Kisses Earth

When the sky-kissed lands give birth

To new promises

 

I am light

Brightening darkness

Waning moon

Fills herself

My inner core endless well

Where she transfigures

 

I am fire

Bottled in the skies

Like genie

Of heavens

Stormy dome my birthing field

I flying Phoenix

 

I am sun

Rebirth my credo

Concentrate

Of new shapes

Baring the rocky landscapes

That my glare begets

 

I am all

Impermanent frame

Inner core

Mutating

Cells within replicating

The permanent game

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Kyrie – Antaeus

The endless waters

The endless waters

26 May 2016

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Waking up

To a sleeping world

The words hurled

Weak symbols

Unmoved zombies barely stir

Hearts lost in idols

 

The mind whirled

In between Twin Times

The spaces

Give me rhymes

With shaking tongue I ring bells

Lost their ghostly chimes

 

Mothers weep

Their withered breasts hang

Unto grounds

Lost babies

Strive through caves of Netherworld

To pick up the whiff

 

Barren wombs

Replicate nothing

The free mind

A wild thing

Creation is in the thought

The seeing of blind

 

Fear the wrath

The priests shriek strident

The breath stale

They inhale

Emblem of love they impale

Downfall of mortals

 

Breathe the love

Says the inner self

Its stillness

Warm river

Coursing through my veins shiver

The endless waters

 

Reading of the poem: 

The moment – Vargo

Ours Undying Realms

Ours Undying Realms

22 April 2016

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Listen well

We speak in dreamtime

Son of skies

Sun of Earth

We bond beyond miracles

That hastened your birth

 

Immortal

Your sinking flesh dives

Into blue

Air bubbles

You are diluted endless

Our tool of the light

 

Blue in red

Knotted now the thread

Three circles

End the spine

The will then spoken divine

My blood daily wine

 

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Sink your lips

Into my fountains

We chose you

Moon goddess

The tongue more than mere prowess

Pathways to the Gods

 

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Purple hues

A lost world renews

Blessings born

From womb torn

The openings of wet tides

Dragon tamer rides

 

He springs forth

The second coming

The mother

A blue bride

Beginning in the ending

The circle is squared

 

The flames flared

Illusion a wisp

Of dying

Grey kingdoms

Hastened to the fleeting helms

Ours Undying Realms

 

Reading of the poem: 

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No Ordinary Love – Sade

Love is Found – Sade

Paradise – Sade

Your Love is King – Sade

Kiss of Life – Sade

Nothing can come between Us – Sade

To blooming woman

To blooming woman

28 March 2016

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Magical

Twirling into world

Reborn blue

Stirred anew

Discover your inner shades

Walk between the blades

 

You are breath

Inscribed in divine

Beating heart

Birthing womb

Of all spate you are the tomb

Restless their questions

 

Hear the call

To blooming woman

Answer shine

Build the shrine

The Edge of Humanity

Achieving balance

 

Reading of the poem: 

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Waltz of the Roses – Eugen Doga

Trinity within my Blues

Trinity within my Blues

30 December 2015

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Fireworks game of stars

Coloured skies vivid flashes

Cool winter’s heating

 

Instill me silence

From the depths of Mother’s womb

Amnesia’s flowers

 

A pile of memories

Waiting to catch moonlight’s fire

Insidious rainbows

 

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Red, green, blue, closed hue

Punctuation keeps me sane

Kaleidoscope’s lane

 

I walk through dreamtime

Cast are the chains of my past

In shadowless groves

 

Hollow eyes perceive

The shades in between the lights

Darkness plays in squares

 

Tight-lipped goddesses

Bathing in sun-kissed waters

Emancipation

 

The old man bled seas

The whales and the mobs freed him

Flags burnt in red skies

 

You and I kissed sweet

The parting of forever

Between lips and teeth

 

Sealed in a heartbeat

Promises of stones and cuffs

Slinking pets’ cages

 

My mind a forest

Tall trees, shrubs, waterfalls crept

Stillness their white tomb

 

A story breathed hard

A death like many others

Penance for waking

 

Ten thousand spilled forth

Gushing from open gash fled

Tails and tales for Heads

 

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I gathered hinges

Old creaking doors I mended

Parts solace of whole

 

In between keyholes

Rays of light played with the sun

Games of promises

 

Three more from thirteen

Trinity within my blues

Jazzy end to days

 

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Morpheus – Sonne Hagal

Silence – Sonne Hagal

The Shapes of Things to Come – Sonne Hagal

Black Spring – Sonne Hagal