Wednesday, January 15, 2014

Born

a heart
the size and make
of a dragon's
I've been given

under a blue moon
stars fed the blackness
with incantations
the night I came
into being

three ravenous tongues*
inflamed the silence
with fire and fury
the moment my first
crying was heard.

(Posted to the Imaginary Garden)


(*from believing awe, bewilderment and fear fill the silence when a child is born)

17 comments:

  1. What an entrance. I especially like the opening stanza about the dragon heart. So, what will you do for a main act?

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    1. I haven't put enough thought on it, Shay, I could find myself an Erebor and spend the rest of my days sleeping on a treasure. :)

      <3

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  2. I see knight's and dragons and the beginning of a story waiting to be born from your words!

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  3. Anonymous1/15/2014

    What a great invocation -- scooping up all the resonance of coming into being, and then flinging it wide across the sky. Loved it. Great use of words from the challenge. - Brendan

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  4. Night at sometimes gives calm and sometimes can be spooky!

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  5. kinda MacBeth-y goodness, here. :)

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  6. Love that last stanza, what a way to be born.

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  7. a mysterious arrival....great lines...

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  8. This is wonderful - and shouldn't a child's birth break the silence with those inflaming tongues? I think so. There is an understated power to be found in your poetry - I never leave here unaffected.

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  9. Yow! Yowl, baby dragon, we need your wisdom.

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  10. Anonymous1/15/2014

    This has the feel of a fairy tale's beginning (and I love me some fairy tales).

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  11. Like Plath's poems often do, this seems full of ancient omens and symbols--all expressed freshly. To have a dragon's heart is both blessing and curse, I would think.

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  12. Powerful - I love the heart the size of a dragon's.

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  13. Anonymous1/15/2014

    Great atmosphere created. The majestic birth of a child. Words to savor.
    -HA

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  14. A blessing and a curse… I like this!

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  15. You definitely made an entrance...love the idea of being born with a heart the size of a dragon's

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  16. Anonymous1/17/2014

    in lands of old did stand the guard who watched with eyes of flint, the rocking eggs to soon burst out and to the children wait. or somewhere in that universe. :) ~

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