Emile Pinet Poet Quatrain

Mount Etna's Dragon

Burping sulfurous fumes
its fiery belly heaves
and gas and ash erupt
knocking me to my knees.

Beneath the pumice beats
a throbbing heart of heat,
and I can feel its pulse
surging below my feet.

Treading on crackling skin
I weigh each step I take
or risk Icarus’s fate
and pay for my mistake.

I approach carefully
knowing that I could die
for beneath its chard brow
I spy the monster’s eye.

Mount Etna's dragon stirs
my imagination
as molten rock boils in
caldron of creation.


(Quatrain)


11/19/2015

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Line Gauthier March 16, 2018 at 1:48 PM Masterful description. An absolute FAVE for me.

Paul Callus November 22, 2015 at 1:51 PM Comparing the volcano to a spouting dragon gives this poem added vigour. I went up Mt Etna in summer of 71, a week after the volcano erupted; it was havoc everywhere, but we made it to the top where smoke was still bellowing. // paul Emile Pinet November 22, 2015 at 4:35 PM Thanks for your input Paul, I appreciate you taking the time to share your thoughts with me. Emile.

Andrea Dietrich November 20, 2015 at 7:52 PM awesome, Emile. Love the part where you mentioned Icarus. I loved that story, and it's a good comparison here. Emile Pinet November 20, 2015 at 8:07 PM Thanks Andrea, I appreciate your visit. Emile.

Suzanne Delaney November 20, 2015 at 11:06 AM That's an amazing piece...I could feel the dragon in your words. The picture is terrific also - like aflame from a dragon's mouth. Emile Pinet November 20, 2015 at 1:35 PM Thanks Suzanne, I appreciate your input. Emile.

Lin Lane November 19, 2015 at 8:15 PM Awesome, Emile.... very good use of descriptive adjectives. I had a similar problem with one of the pictures I used. I had to delete and find another.. Maybe try to reload the one you used. It doesn't need one because you almost put us in the fire. Lin Lane November 20, 2015 at 8:10 AM You're welcome...and you found a great photo. Emile Pinet November 20, 2015 at 8:06 AM Thanks Lin, I appreciate your support. Emile.

David Meade November 19, 2015 at 7:16 PM A powerful poem -- even without the pictures, my imagination felt the burning heat and immense power waiting to erupt! A dangerous tension - to see and explore. Emile Pinet November 20, 2015 at 8:06 AM Thanks David, I appreciate your support. Emile.