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The Essence of Fire

Updated on March 29, 2012

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His eyes are green

emeralds penetrating the heart...

he can't help what he sees...

that is what his eyes are for...

talons claw the ground about him..

as he moves leaving quite the wake...

he cant help that everything must move...

the aura alone makes the ground shake...

Where ere he lies

there be death and pleanty

nothing in between..

a strange beauty caresses his flesh...

though every scale promising pain...

or worse...

Those scales catch what sun he can.


He cannot stand the crowds...

they misunderstand...

the sounds he makes...

the spells he weaves...

the way his path is paved in things...

others value be he despises.


Long ago were days...

when his kind were sought for wisdom...

those days are gone...

so when he gets bored...

or needs entertainment...

he draws people into his lair...

then plays a game or two...

at their expense...

delicious morsels...

but he can forbear if he chooses...

they aren't his only fair...

but playing games with their minds...

teaching them things in the exchange...

and if they are willing...

giving secrets...

things lost that are found again...

due to his memory that never fails him...

or at least not as much as he wished it would.


The movement within of the sacred fire...

yearning to purify what it could...

or make the impudent sorely regret it...

regret taking the opportunity for granted...

passing up on what is worth more...

for whatever shinny thing catches their eye.


The memory of such leaves him sour...

though in this, they are only human...

few are more then animals with reason...

so lays the keeper of fire's essence...

coiled in his den...

uttering things out his entrance...

spells, poetry to catch the night air.


Hoping in so doing...

it will rest in ears...

to the hearing of those...

willing to brave the danger...

for a chance of being great...

and learning a thing or two...

but until then...

The Dragon is prepared to wait.


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    • Jaggedfrost profile image
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      Jaggedfrost 5 years ago

      as am I. I am glad you enjoyed it as well although I have noticed that there isn't much you don't seem to enjoy. Your big heart enlarges me.

    • acaetnna profile image

      acaetnna 5 years ago from Guildford

      Wow how simply awesome is this hub. Great work and I am so pleased I popped over to this hub!

    • Jaggedfrost profile image
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      Jaggedfrost 5 years ago

      Painting with words is fun and sharing a vision is inspired.

    • IsadorasThought profile image

      IsadorasThought 5 years ago

      it's like you're a painter. painting. and i am watching a beautiful vision.