Dragon Poems, Part 10

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Part 10 of the collection of dragon poems from the old website.

In this post, we feature the poems of Siegfried Sassoon, Rushy, and Dragon Catcher.

1. The Dragon and the Undying

All night the flares go up; the Dragon sings
And beats upon the dark with furious wings;
And, stung to rage by his own darting fires,
Reaches with grappling coils from town to town;
He lusts to break the loveliness of spires,
And hurls their martyred music toppling down.

Yet, though the slain are homeless as the breeze,
Vocal are they, like storm-bewilder’d seas.
Their faces are the fair, unshrouded night,
And planets are their eyes, their ageless dreams.
Tenderly stooping earthward from their height,
They wander in the dusk with chanting streams,
And they are dawn-lit trees, with arms up-flung,
To hail the burning heavens they left unsung.

~ © Siegfried Sassoon [1886-1967]

Bio: Siegfried Sassoon is best remembered for his angry and compassionate poems of the First World War, which brought him public and critical acclaim.

Website: Poetry Foundation


2. The Ice Dragon – A cautionary tale

Deep down inside a cavern where the sun has never shone
Neath mountain, rock, and water, lives a Dragon all alone

No fire dwells in his belly inside him is only ice
The coldness coming off him is his only living vice

A length of time uncertain passed since he last fell asleep
And cursed will be the fool that wakes him from his slumber deep

It’s not that he is evil or that waking makes him mad
More, once he wakes his ice will spread until the whole world’s clad

He knows of no control for this it’s simply been his way
When ere he wakes a sudden frost consumes the dawning day

His yawning breath chills down the wind to temperatures low
The lonely sigh his voice emits brings on the falling snow

On stretching out his wings he pushes ice across the globe
In glacial form it shapes the land and shrouds it like a robe

What once was terra firma then becomes a white façade
With twinkling points on slippery slopes a landscape frozen hard

And once this new environment has taken on his chill
He lies himself down once again, then settles, and is still

Returning back to sleep night falls across the hills and fens
The earth is cleansed and slowly starts to warm itself again

And you who now are wondering what fool would wake this beast
Should know that it is all mankind! We think of Earth the least

Our selfish wasting may seem like it garners no comeback
But think again as you set global warming on its track

The scientists may say they know an ice age is ahead
But we know that what brings this ice is sleeping in his bed

The energy we waste adds up and though there seems no cost
It simply brings the day around when our time will be lost

For once the world is warmed enough to pierce his frozen dreams
The Dragon wakes and yawns again returning cold extremes

So think when you turn up the heat upon a frosty dawn
That rumble in the pipes you hear may be the Dragons yawn

~ © Rushy

Homepage: rushy.deviantart.com

3. The Dragon Prince

Poet’s Comments: As a shapeshifter and a dragon, The Dragon Prince is to be feared.

The dragons of Europe were feared and put down
Our kin no-one would ever befriend
In the East they respected and worshiped my kind
Though our paths lay the same in the end

The powers of dragons were many and feared
And a dragon in death still had skills
An army of soldiers could grow from its teeth
A mere mortal, one drop of blood kills

My time as a giant beast is at an end
But from death I still plan to come back
The fates have a duty for me to fulfil
A continued, relentless, attack

The mortals who sang of my passing shall know
That their joy at my death was in vain
I plan sweet revenge through this unearthly sleep
My return heralds nothing but pain

The form I will take when I rise from the dead
Won’t be chosen by just luck, or fate
The mortal who thinks they can stand in my way
I will leave in a very grave state

My magical powers will be at their height
And my progeny need not use force
The hunger for flesh will become one for blood
We shall kill without any remorse

Again I shall be the most feared of them all
It will be such a singular fame
The sound of the word will chill them to their bones
When in hushed tones they mention my name

From “Dragon” or “Devil” they’ll call me “Dracul”
All will know what that word fully means
The heart of the beast beats inside of me still
And will rule when this life reconvenes

~ © Rushy

Homepage: rushy.deviantart.com

4. The dragons of the north

Poet’s Comments: “More poetry for children. More dragons. More norse.”

We thrive in winter through the cold
And live to be so very old
Feeding on knights both brave and bold
The dragons of the north

We love the ice and frost and snow
In places where you never go
No trace of us will ever show
Veiled dragons of the north

In spring we stay above the cloud
To hide from humans we’ve avowed
So, to be seen is not allowed
Of dragons from the north

Creeping around like shifty crooks
We hide away in story books
Confiding only in the rooks
Us dragons of the north

In summertime we sleep all day
It’s just too hot to fly or play
We much prefer the Nordic way
Ice dragons of the north

So when the little girls and boys
Hear beating wings creating noise
And lack of evidence annoys
It’s dragons of the north

When autumn comes around we sneak
To whip up leaves and havoc wreak
Maintaining our special mystique
We dragons of the north

But fear not our teeth and claws
Or scaly backs and open jaws
You’re in no danger now because
We’re dragons of the north

~ © Rushy

Homepage: rushy.deviantart.com


5. The Dragon and The Angel

Author’s Comments: I wrote this poem for my girlfriend. It describes us using our angel and dragon wings to fly to our own special secret place. I later created this picture to go with it.

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Digital art by DragonCatcher

Holding you in my arms tonight,
With dragon and angel wings we take flight,
Over land and sea we go,
To a place no one else knows

With no one around for miles,
We stare at each other’s smiles,
Under the moonlight and the stars
We feel each other’s hearts

Together watching the morning sunrise,
The dragon & angel say their goodbyes,
Taking his angel by the hand,
The dragon flies back across the land

Although at times we say goodbye,
Our love will never die,
By the light of the night’s new moon,
We will be together again soon

I can feel you in my soul,
You’re the piece that makes me whole,
You are always in my heart,
So we are never far apart

~ © Terry / Dragon Catcher

Homepage: DragonCatcher

Author: Jess

Jess has run Dragonsinn since 1999. She enjoys research and analysis, and appreciates how running a website brings these interests together. Non-draconic interests include cats, cooking, and UX design.

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