27 Friday Apr 2018
Posted in #NaPoWriMo, Friday Fantasy, Poems, Poetry
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Come to me, my sweet apparition
My dream has now come to fruition
Your flame, solely, belongs to me
A spirit, a guardian, I welcome thee
Rising up from the fire, we become
One with the flame, and easily succumb
Together, we embrace the true beauty
Of the fire, the spirit, and the mighty bee
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20 Friday Apr 2018
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Laying among the wildflowers
Two wyvern hearts do meet
Their body’s close together
Their kiss, becoming sweet
As morning light does brighten
The clouds, in soft display
Their souls now intertwined
With a true love they portray
They’ll lay among the sunbeams
Watch the magic of the sky
And spend their days quite happily
Where none shall question why
Two dragons that are not the same
Can fulfill each other’s soul
Blending into one, embraced
They make each other whole
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20 Friday Apr 2018
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#poetry, clan, dorindaduclos.com, dragon, fantasy, Friday Fantasy, human, Night Owl Poetry, poems, scales, transformation, woman, writing
Come to me, my sweetest pet
Let nothing stand between us
The fire burns, inside we two
I can’t wait until they’ve seen us
My transformation’s taking place
Soon I will be one, like you
And when my wings begin to sprout
You know what you must do
Lend to me, your golden scales
Let them form around my being
Watch, as your magic now unfolds
And I become a dragon, freeing
The flames that burn inside my soul
I become one, with the Master Clan
Just a little bit longer, is all it will take
Til, at last, I am no longer human
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20 Friday Apr 2018
Posted in #NaPoWriMo, April Writing, Friday Fantasy, Poems, Poetry
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#AprilWriting, #NaPoWriMo, #poetry, #writingprompt, cad, calamitiy, catastrophic, doom, dorindaduclos.com, fantasy, fire, Friday Fantasy, hatred, Home, jeg lag, jilted, National Poetry Month, Night Owl Poetry, plane, poems, shortsighted, trip
A tragic event that brought him down
His house, left in total shambles
Disaster had struck, while he was away
He was out for his nightly amble
Clouds of smoke, darkened the skies
Ash and soot, covered his clothing
The fires had finally begun to die
All he felt was his own self-loathing
He never thought this would happen
Though he seemed not to care
This house, filled with hatred and doom
Watching as embers, sparked and flared
From the window, of his very own room
Wondering if he was meant to be
Inside, when the fires ignited
Stepping back, from the heat of the flames
How could he have been so shortsighted?
April Writing Prompt: Catastrophic calamities – Day 20/30
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06 Friday Apr 2018
Posted in #NaPoWriMo, Friday Fantasy, Poems, Poetry
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#AprilWriting, #NaPoWriMo, #poetry, beguiling, Day 6, devious, dorindaduclos.com, dragons, fantasy, Friday Fantasy, love, National Poetry Month, Night Owl Poetry, poems, sword, writing
Runes glow, as she summons
He awakens to her mystique
He feels her heartbeat, thrumming
His eyes wide, wings spread, so sleek
He can hear her chanting, intone
Knows it is he, she beckons to her
She sits patiently, waiting, alone
His growl, now a low, rumbling purr
With the dragon sword, she shares fire
As she looks to the gods, high above
He moves closer, to quench his desire
She remains, expecting her one true love
Unafraid, she knows he approaches
She‘ll seduce him, with beguiling wiles
As the nighttime sky now encroaches
And the dragon, so deviously, smiles
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