Obsidian’s Treasure

Dragon’s Treasure

The Obsidian dragon
Keeper of broken souls
Watches with protective care
Never losing his control

His lair a volcanic abyss
Where onyx diamond shimmer
Reflecting vanilla moonlight
A world muted, not dimmer

Shadows dance in Lima’s glow
As steely eyes notice all
A slight stirring from a maiden
Curled up in a tiny ball

Captures his full attention
As she stretches in slumber
Sighing in peaceful content
Her life he won’t encumber

A danger comes without warning
Threatening her inner peace
A predator with azule eyes
Demanding she be released

Obsidian’s roar echoes anger
Vibrating off the onyx cave
As violence stings the air
His unique treasure he must save

Bellowing Fire come to light
His leathery tail snaps and sways
Blows directed at the creature
It contorts out of the way

Bound to the darkest shadows
The predator slips into the night
Silently slipping through the hole
Retreating not ready to fight.

Reviews

[carl]

enjoyable read just for the words, images, rhymes but makes me wonder about possible metaphors. On the surface an intro to a mythical adventure but hints at more. perhaps the beginning of a series ? puts me in mind of such stories as Orpheus and Eurydice, shades of Persephone, or Greek tragedy of Antigone. Very intriguing write. - carl

[Poetic Beauty]

There is one before this called Dragon’s Lair

[carl]

found it thanks

[Poetic Beauty]

You are welcome

[Thomas W Case]

Powerful writing. Great imagery.

[Poetic Beauty]

I’m glad you liked the imagery in this piece. Thank you

[carl]

cams back after thought - maybe Stockholm syndrome, maybe it's the plain fact that all dragons are not evil and maybe some blue eyed rescuers are really predators, I mean the maiden is in peaceful slumber. In any event nice piece of work - carl

[Poetic Beauty]

The dragon is the protector