"Here Be Dragons..."

The title says it all

Presented on World Poetry Open Mic, 07/24/2015

Begins 00:17:00 into the file for those that want to hear.

 

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Life as we live it…  Anyway, today was an “interesting” day.  I got to talk to a number of people around the world.  This IS Friday and Saturday in the cities around the world.  What do MOST …people…do on Friday and Saturday nights - in cities …around the world? 

 

They go out and …PARTY!  And they PARTY HARD!  Fast… Loud… Furious!  And they party LONG!  But there’s more to partying than just the fun and games.  It’s all in the people … ones being two’s, two’s being one’s… searching through all the flames… finding out just who IS behind the eyes you’re looking in…

 

"Here Be Dragons... "

 

A Friday's eve - the sounds and sights

signs of such kaleidoscope moments

of-one-after-another and together

flows tones of languid heat for those

- risings and fallings and chilling memes -

as music echoes poised on forevers

to the eyes and I(s) and weavings’ delighted

motions and movings as

muscles tensing in the throes of passions 

existing and being borne and swung

as limbs find angles and angels smile

winding and forming shadows of light

as the whisperers’ minds grasp and gasp

and shimmy-make-shakes

of pulsing heat and the seems      EXPLODE

within thoughts of smooth mellow lips

that cascade across skin and such fingers found

caressing the night - beginning again-and-again

and again as still more eyes arrive to seek and bring... 

the sheer FEEL of sin and might-could-be(s)

imagines and melodies - harmonies, wishings too

as the newfound senses of such Dragon’s  light

and silken sways  left then RIGHT then

where all the hearts are full of want 

and The NEED

and oh-....-God the very air …alive

and strewn with fragrant fragments and

myst's burning blooms

as tapestries of ageless magyks flow

forms as the endless whispers grow

as shes in all their faire-semblance sleek

glisten and glimmer with such supple burning

bring…

me

HERE

where Be THE Dragons of all life

past, present, and yet to be

each she - as in their hearts and minds 

… BE the secret held in her soul.

“Here Be THE Dragon…”

...The Dragon...

And I…gaze into dream’s breath

And hold my own.

 

Chris

 

 

Author's Note

There are no unchosen words

So feel free

Reviews

[kyam]

OMG!! So in depth....so beautifully written! What an artist you are! I'm amazed and speechless. I love the experience of the night being described as a dragon according to the connection of her. It's a huge turn on......Kyam

[SleeplessVolcano]

The energy here transported me down memory lane to the pulsing beats and flame-throwing glances of nocturnal dragons.......captivated write!

[Valentine]

Chris, now you have me thinking of what I may have missed out on by settling down to soon. Or, perhaps I was fortunate to have had a dad that would have crowned me at any age if he caught me doing wild things. Valentine

[Ufi Auttorri ~ Amy C. T..]

Whooo.... pausing, catching a mental breath. These words do have, in many respects, the power of the dragon. Close coupled rhymes, like scaled plates that, linked together, provide the sparkles of light that mesmerise and terrify as this thing slowly inches its way into the eyes, mind and depths of emotion; such as may resonate with each particular reader/listener. You have lost none of your potency friend-wizard. An incredible brain-dump-gifting that seems, from the hand of a master, a self-erecting edifice that wholly supports the destination printed upon the ticket.

[Ken Simm.]

Ah the dragons we find in those unexplored parts. Especially of a weekend. This flows and controls itself admirably. And you are right Chris, it should be read aloud with drama.

[sunprincess]

....beautifully penned, and captures the excitement of Friday and Saturday nights nicely :) ★

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Ah, the weekend dragons that hang out and come to life in their night-club dens...I used to spend time among them but it's been years since I stepped foot inside a nightclub to observe and take part in the rituals...your poem awakens the senses, Chris, and brings back many memories...

[Chris]

Make new ones man - don't go getting old til you ARE old... sheesh.

[....................]

haha, nowadays it's the quieter dragons whose company I prefer and could never handle the loud and boisterous night life I once threw myself into... but I am always making new ones, my friend, just in a quieter setting :)

[Chris]

The fires where it's at - behind and within HER eyes

[....................]

that is true... even in the quiet of night, one can eat, drink and breathe that fire

[Roxie M]

Well said, well written! I do not like the dragon of Revelation, but I like the dragon in 'Game of Thrones.' It is difficult for me to review, but your talent begs comment.

[Emily B]

you will always be the dragon tamer

ready to slay the beast with the right words

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Hi Chris :) I see you are doing your thing. Back to basics for you. Pure intensity seen by the observer but not really observing, now are you? More like...being. Good to see you writing again, sir. This is perfectly you.