My dragon sleeps
An eon in the deep
Oceans traversed
secrets to keep
My dragon flies
Arching across skies
Clutching in claws
wisdom and lies
My dragon’s fire
Seeks to inspire
souls to awaken,
dream and aspire
My dragon’s words
seldom are heard
Gods of the past,
deeply interred
My dragon sleeps
An eon in the deep
Oceans traversed
secrets to keep
(c) Helen Valentina 2013, All Rights Reserved

I used to live near the mountain of Snowdonia, which to me appeared to be sleeping dragons – I’m still waiting for them to wake up!
Wow, how cool! I would have loved a view like that, thanks for sharing! 🙂
The mountains seemed to be brooding, and the wisps of cloud that hung around the top looked like they could be breathing. Your poem certainly made me think of those dragons – really great.
Beautiful….mesmerized completely..
Thank you so much!! 🙂
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No pressure, but I nominated you for the HUG award. Details are here: http://jrosenberry1.wordpress.com/2013/03/09/hope-unites-globally/
Thankfully it isn’t as complicated as other awards. 🙂
Thank you so much! If I have time I will definitely follow through, but if not, as ever, I appreciate you thinking of me and the support! 🙂
Always plenty of support here — 😀