The Dragon's Flame

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Part Of The Princess Katie Collection
Copyright, Trademarked and Registered 2011

The Dragon's Flame

We start among fire
Acrid, smoky and dank
Shall we light the mists
And watch the flame be borne again

For it is through match and firewood
That single spark of life
And the world is created anew
Like the shining star of the flame

It dances and weaves
A trail of smoke and dust
For the ashes tell the story
As time burns around the clock

But soon the flame must die
A temporary power we share
It's warmth grows cold and bitter
Back to nothingness, only scarred ground remains

But like a true phoenix
That time will come again
As the echoes of the flame endure
One day that spark will live again

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GuiltyPleasureGuiltyPleasureabout 13 years ago
I can't........

.....take this......

"Part Of The Princess Katie Collection

Copyright, Trademarked and Registered 2011".......

seriously either, sorry. It set my jaw before I even read your work, not a good sign.

Tess

twelveoonetwelveooneabout 13 years ago
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Part Of The Princess Katie Collection

Copyright, Trademarked and Registered 2011

This fairly screams I am not a new writer, but someone having a bit of joke, and I just checked, I was right. As do some of the turns of phrases tell me an experienced writer. Some of this is wretched, like the last two lines, but some

For the ashes tell the story/

As time burns around the clock/

quite deceptive and clever, A5