Greengold Dragon
Placed : 10th : Premier Contest
Robert James Ligouri
way down into womb, C O L D
I traveled with Greengold Dragon
wide winged, known as GD
dripping tears where I was to
disembark, severing divine connection
to know emotions Unknown
“You chose winter to bring light to darkness”,
GD’s words fell shimmering
I remembered no agreement made
she enquired ~ “When do you want to crack ?”
a triangle with short line through axis flickered
“Four”, she whispered, then was GONE
a b a n d o n e d, falling fast
into a womb where I tasted
tears to reify severance
scales like feathers holding
cells multiplying
this was not H O M E
galactic I arrived ephemeral
another space-time to face
what I had not confronted before
~ luminous Heart of Beingness
tears of Dragon guiding journey
this mother was tossing
rejecting embryo, knowing I was
her crystal mirror
triggering engraved dependence
fearing Power of Light frequencies
sublimations would wash over
body-mind-soul in the NOW
this father’s addictions overpowering
triggering rage
patterned in dna, ready for release
too long encrusted as decease
¥
ready was I, simmering intentions
equalled quiet explosions
implemented on shores of Gaia’s
Indian Ocean, far from Dragonland
penguin waves to wash away what
I escaped lifetime after lifetime
feet trample tears of Greengold
I find them on isolated beaches
where terrifying men dwelt
find them on fields of aloe when women
impoverished writhed then withered
found tears in dank prison facing
interrogators, knitting with steel
I find her scales embracing me in hail
tears lighting shadowy wars barring
my wings, claws and princely tail
somewhere else they flap
singing faraway lucid lullabies
harsh is this world, brutal a mission
precision sessions at midnight fission
no hesitation
I believed myths of those deceived
caked closed were my lids with fibs
to sleep or weep when dragon’s
tears were wakeful keeps
Indian Ocean waves are soothing
liberating centuries of abandonment as
fallacy, dissolving hope as a spaceless
hole I disappeared into
not this time will I slip into oblivion
ignoring whispers dissolving
fictitious notions, low-scale emotions
seahorses beckon from teal ocean
together you and I gather shells
twenty fingers lingering, design new
patterns, walls crumbled
we rebuild with effervescent
D R A G ON T E A R S
I found them on own
recognising Soul’s Voice, toned
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