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It was the unwritten poetry
dripping from her eyelashes
that made me love her.
She was a sinking ship,
and I longed to descend
into the watery depths
of her eyes-
just
to see
how long
I could hold
my breath.
It was the bruises sleeping
on the curve of her hips
that called to me like hungry sirens.
Licking her salty lips,
I traveled the scattered freckles on her back.
Shaping an angry dragon as if together,
we were part of the sky, all long-limbed,
tongues and teeth- she whispered,
"Do you know the story of Draco?"
dripping from her eyelashes
that made me love her.
She was a sinking ship,
and I longed to descend
into the watery depths
of her eyes-
just
to see
how long
I could hold
my breath.
It was the bruises sleeping
on the curve of her hips
that called to me like hungry sirens.
Licking her salty lips,
I traveled the scattered freckles on her back.
Shaping an angry dragon as if together,
we were part of the sky, all long-limbed,
tongues and teeth- she whispered,
"Do you know the story of Draco?"
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Pretend
All of my life,
I've played pretend.
At five,
I was a princess.
At seven,
I was a cowgirl.
At ten,
I was a creature of myth.
Now at thirteen,
I pretend to be normal.
Fake a smile,
fake a laugh.
No one really cares,
So I pretend I don't hurt.
Pretend to be happy,
But I'm drowning.
Come with me,
We can play pretend together.
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Dragons
The dragons just kept getting cuter.
I'd meant them to be scary, with snakelike heads and pearly fangs, but as my fingers gained more practice the dragons they shaped became younger and more innocent, their wings tiny and their eyes wide. Dull spikes lined their heads and tails, not yet sharpened by age. They lay on their bellies or sat up and watched with good-natured curiosity. They were friendly. They were sweet.
They were flawed, and there were a lot of them. I experimented with color and pose, sculpting the way others would turn a stress ball. Every morning I baked the newcomers in my oven, and within a week my desk was overrun. Rows o
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To Save A Princess
To Save A Princess:
In most of the stories, whether old or new
It is usually the knight that saves the maiden
But reality is never as sweet as that
And often the truth gets slightly misshapen
But this is a story about the truth;
A tale of Pirates who aided the King
Though most would credit his honoured knights
We know they didn't do a thing...
Instead what happened is an epic story
For it began on a night when the moon was full
The Pirates slipped from their hallowed ship
Like wolves cloaked in wool
They hid amongst the jagged rocks
And called like birds to communicate
The soldiers thought they were hearing things
Until they b
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In Roman legend, Draco was a dragon killed by the goddess Minerva and tossed into the sky upon his defeat. In turn forming the constellation we know of today.
I also found this out today:
"Draco is the version of the dragon found in Graeco-Roman myths and traditions. Descriptions of the creature found in early classical writing suggest a kind of winged serpent rather then the more traditional shape of the dragon. Bestiaries of the 12th century described Draco as a great serpent with a crest on its head and a very small mouth. It had the ability to dazzle its victims with a bright light which shone everywhere on its body. A favorite trick of Draco was to lie in wait for unsuspecting travelers, suspended from the branches or wound around the trunk of a tree." -The Element Encyclopedia of Magical Creatures, pg. 175
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I also found this out today:
"Draco is the version of the dragon found in Graeco-Roman myths and traditions. Descriptions of the creature found in early classical writing suggest a kind of winged serpent rather then the more traditional shape of the dragon. Bestiaries of the 12th century described Draco as a great serpent with a crest on its head and a very small mouth. It had the ability to dazzle its victims with a bright light which shone everywhere on its body. A favorite trick of Draco was to lie in wait for unsuspecting travelers, suspended from the branches or wound around the trunk of a tree." -The Element Encyclopedia of Magical Creatures, pg. 175
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ImpactMythology has always been a classic allusion in poetry and even now I found myself captivated by the legend of Draco and how it was used in this poem.
Your use of imagery and metaphor was quite powerful and surreal; a favourite of mine being how the poetry dripped from her eyelashes. The rhyme was occasional, but I think this was important to highlight the peak or crescendo of the piece - the most intimate moment when both are together like the dragon in the sky.
However I felt that the sudden shift in imagery, from the oceanic scene to this image of the dragon in the sky was a little abrupt. It might have flowed better if the freckles were described to be shaped like Draco itself before following on with the next stanza.
Be that as it may, it all still had a very profound impact on me as a reader. The poem was popular for a reason and dealt with mythology in a romantic and picturesque manner. Good show <img src="e.deviantart.net/emoticons/s/s…" width="15" height="15" alt="
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